Little Queen

Date Night

Micheals POV

I sat behind Clare, brushing her hair as she looked down at the book she was reading.  Another romance novel, for sure. Clare was finally feeling like her normal self again and to celebrate, I decided to surprise her with a date night. I wrote on the agenda that Clare and I had planned this evening, much to everyone's surprise. Clare had been asking questions most of the morning, but as normal with one look, she understood not to worry and that I would handle everything myself.

So that led us to now where I stood behind her, braiding her hair for our date. When I was done, Clare admired it in the mirror. "Wow, I didn't know you could braid."

I looked to Sarah's bed and Clare's eyes followed mine; I saw the thought click in her head as she looked back at me. "Sarah taught you?"

I give her a nod. My smart girl always understood me. It was one reason I fell in love with her.

" And the makeup?"

I shook my head and pulled out my phone to show her the many YouTube videos that I watched to learn how to do her makeup.

Clare giggles and she smiles at me " I could have done my own you know?"

I just shrugged as I rolled the braid up and secured it with a few bobby pins before kissing Clare on the top of the head. I know I could have let her do it herself, asked a maid, or even paid a professional, but I didn't want that. I want to take care of her tonight. I take Clare's hand and she stands to follow me into the closet. On one of the benches sat three white boxes, each with a red ribbon on top.

I let her open the boxes to reveal her attire for the night. The blue silk dress, blue heels, and diamond jewelry that matched the real jewels on her dress. Clare smiles at me as she feels the fabric between her fingers" It's beautiful, thank you."

I help her get dressed as I kiss her skin all over. When she was ready I slid on my blazer and led her down to the waiting car. I kept Clare tugged into my side as we drove to our destination. When we arrived we stepped out and Clare gasped at the large stone building in front of us.

"You didn't!"

I smile at Clare as I hold out two tickets to the Phantom of the Ophra. Clare gives a squeal as she jumps into me." Oh my goddess you are amazing!"

I smile as I lead her up through the doors and into the lobby. We find our sets in a private box and watch and the play starts. I didn't pay much mind to the play as I was too busy watching Clare. She looks stunning tonight and, now as I watch her lightly fan herself with a hand fan, She looks like a proper lady. If I hadn't known better I would think she was bred for the position of Queen. I see tears trickle through her eyes and nod my thanks to the guards who offered her a tissue.

Soon the play was over and Clare stood to applaud. I stood and did the same not that I had any clue what had happened but if they made Clare this happy then they deserved it. We got to go backstage to meet the cast and I couldn't tell who was more star-stuck, Clare meeting the cast or the cast meeting their queen. Clare made a comment about how she loved their performance and couldn't wait to see them do more only to be given the list of the performances that would be done in the theatre for the rest of the year. Clare got some autographs and took pictures before she gave autographs. The fact that she had the world at her command but still acted no different was something I loved about her. Clare was like any fan girl tonight, and it was refreshing to not be seen as the king of darkness for once. When little Clare by our sides our roles faded away with each little squeal of excitement she gave to meeting her favorite plays' cast members.

We get back in the limo and Clare instantly kisses me. "Thank you so much, Micheal. This was amazing and means so much to me."

I pull Clare to my lap and kiss her more before leaning my head to hers trusting that she can feel how much I love her with no words.