Hi everyone, I have decided to do a little rearranging on my stories and you may notice this story from my thread It's The Little Things, which I have decided to delete and put each chapter as a stand alone chapter instead.

I hope you still enjoy it all the same :) and many thanks to you all for your continued support.

It's The Little Things.

Walking along the corridor after a long day in parliament, her husband, King Rupert was away so it was left to her. She was tired, with not being able to sleep since her husband went away and all she wanted to do was rest but she had lots to do. Her arm was filled with paperwork of future plans that she had to work on and study ready for their next session in two days.

"Did you want me to fetch you some tea, Your Majesty?" Asked her assistant, Charlotte, as they walked along together.

"Oh yes please, Charlotte, I would love that very much," she smiled at the young woman, "thank you."

"It's no trouble, Your Majesty." Smiled Charlotte before going off in the opposite direction as the Queen rounded the corner leading to her office.

And seeing her bodyguard by her door, she stopped and gave a little smile. He was dressed all in black, again, and still wore his sunglasses but it was something she had gotten used to, in fact it was one of the things she loved about him. They had been firm friends ever since he arrived at the palace near twenty years ago, and both had feelings for one another but with her being married they were unable to act on them, most of the time.

"Good evening, Joseph," she finally said after a moment as she moved to stand in front of him.

"Good evening, Your Majesty," Joseph said, half smiling as he stepped out of the way. "How was it today?" He asked.

"It was long Joseph, it was very long and I'm so glad it's over now. But I have, unfortunately, been left with all of this to study before our next meeting." She said, glancing at all the papers tucked in her arm.

"And when is the next meeting, Your Majesty?" He asked, also glancing down at the pile of paperwork in her arms grasp.

"In two days," she said and let out a sigh as she reached for the door handle. "I will be glad when my husband returns to help." She added as she walked through the door to see a huge bouquet of all her favourite flowers placed on her desk, stopping her in her tracks.

Moving just inside the doorway, Joseph watched as she slowly walked over to stand at the side of the desk. Placing her paperwork down, she lent over and smelt one of the red roses before standing back up straight.

"Joseph?" She said, looking over at him.

"Yes, Your Majesty?"

"Where did these flowers come from?" She asked, looking back down at them as she made her way around to stand behind her desk.

"I'm not sure, Your Majesty." He answered and noticed she had averted her gaze across to him.

"Hmmm, perhaps Rupert sent them... Nah, they wouldn't be from him." She said, shaking her head.

"And why wouldn't they be from His Highness?" He asked as Clarisse looked back up at him and laughed.

"Really Joseph?" She smirked, "the last time he sent me flowers was, actually when was the last time he sent me flowers?" She said, looking towards the window as she tried to remember the last time while putting one of her hands on her hip.

"Is there not a note, Your Majesty?" He asked and watched as she looked back at him.

"Well of course," she said while looking down at the flowers as she put her hands out in front of her and slowly removed the note. Opening it, she read it out loud and smiled. "Just because!"

"Just because?" Asked Joseph as Clarisse looked back up at him, "is there no name?" He asked as she tilted her head slightly.

"Joseph?" Smiled Clarisse as she watched him move to stand in front of her desk.

Taking the note, he studied it a moment. "Just because," he smiled and looked up into her eyes "I love you." He whispered as she bit her bottom lip. "But I couldn't leave that on the card," he added, passing the card back to her.

"Thank you," she whispered and looked back down at the card.

"It's the little things, Your Majesty." He smiled, making his way back over to stand inside the door as Charlotte appeared.

"Here's your tea, Your Majesty." Smiled Charlotte as she headed over to the desk to place the tray down when she caught sight of the flowers. "Oh how lovely, are they from His Highness?" She asked.

"No, actually I don't know who they are from." Said Clarisse as she averted her gaze across to Joseph as he stood smirking by the door.

"Was there not a note?" Asked Charlotte as she poured her a cup of tea.

"No," lied Clarisse as she shook her head, "thank you for the tea," she smiled at her assistant before sitting at her desk.

"Oh, maybe you have an admirer, Your Majesty," smiled Charlotte as she passed her, her cup of tea. "And you are welcome."

"Perhaps," said Clarisse as she took the cup from her assistant.

"Would there be anything else, Your Majesty?" Asked Charlotte.

"No I don't think so, I will call if I need anything else." Smiled Clarisse. "Thank you, Charlotte."

"Your welcome, Your Majesty," smiled Charlotte as she grabbed the tray and left the room.

"You are right, Joseph," smiled Clarisse before sipping her tea.

"Right about what, Your Majesty?" Asked Joseph.

Placing her cup down on the saucer, Clarisse smiled across at him. "It is the little things indeed, today has been incredibly dull and boring and without fail you have managed to put a smile on my face, like you always do."

"I'm glad," he smiled, "but unfortunately with your husband returning in several days we will have to watch ourselves." He said, as his Queen nodded.

"We will, but I know that we will find a way." She smiled, her eyes twinkling as she looked over at him, "like we always do."

"Yes, we will," he smirked, "see you tonight."

"Yes," she nodded as he turned to open the door.

"About ten?" He asked, looking back at her.

"Indeed," she smiled and found herself biting her bottom lip once again.

"See you tonight then," he said quietly and walked out of her office.

"Yes you will," she said, calling after him before looking back at her flowers, unable to keep the smile from her face. "It really is the little things." She whispered to herself whilst closing her eyes and smelling her flowers.