《Married to the Devil's Son》


 Chapter 1

    Chapter 1


    My entire life I had been preparing for this day. I always knew that I was never going to be able to


    choose whom to marry because I was a woman and a princess. I didn''t have the right to choose. Hell, I


    didn''t have any rights at all. My opinions and feelings didn''t matter to anyone, not even my own family.


    In fact, my father viewed me as a tool to gain more power, to create an alliance with the kingdom of


    Decresh - a very powerful kingdom - by marrying me off to one of their princes.


    "For a prince and princess, the kingdomes first," Father said. "Your desire for somethinges


    after."


    Yes, right. It could for a prince, but not for a princess. If a prince married for alliance and didn''t like his


    wife, he could just marry another. Usually most of them had several wives and mistresses, but for a


    princess the story was different. There''s nothing she could do. She just had to please her husband and


    watch as he married other women when he gets bored with her. I felt my blood boil, but now was not


    the time to get angry.


    Leaving all the bad thoughts behind me, I studied myself in the mirror. My maids had spent hours


    preparing me, making me look more beautiful than I was. I was wearing a white and golden dress, and


    my brown hair wasbed back beautifully with golden hairpins in the shapes of flowers and leaves.


    The makeup was perfect, the only problem was the jewelry. They were beautiful but heavy, now that I


    was wearing a lot of them. I was already feeling weak because of nervousness, or was it fear? I didn''t


    know, but I was feeling sick. There was a knot in my stomach that refused to go away no matter how


    hard I tried to calm down.


    "My Lady, don''t you like the dress?" Lydia asked.


    Lydia and Ylva, my handmaids, have been taking care of me since I was a little girl. They were the only


    ones I could talk to. I would miss them once I left.


    "No, I love it. It''s beautiful." I tried to smile, but failed.


    Lydia could see the fear on my face.


    "Everything will be alright," she told me. "Don''t listen to the rumors, they are nothing but just that.


    Maybe your husband is a nice man." She tried to sound positive, but I could hear the doubt in her


    voice.


    Not that I believed the rumors, but they did affect me. I wasn''t scared because people said that he was


    the devil''s son, they couldn''t be speaking literally. They were probably referring to his personality, that


    maybe he was a liar, a tempter, a murderer, a maniptor or that he was just pure evil, and that''s what


    scared me.


    A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and shortly after a courtdy came in.


    "My Lady, it''s time," she informed me.


    I descended the stairs, careful not to fall or stumble, but it was hard with the long dress and the heavy


    jewelry. I was relieved when there were only a few steps left, but just then I stepped on my dress and


    stumbled forward, almost falling before a strong arm came around my waist and saved me from ruining


    myself on my wedding day.


    Straightening myself, I looked up to see who it was. Who had dared to touch a princess like that? Not


    that I minded, I was just curious.


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    Looking up, my eyes met a pair of golden eyes. No, wait! Not golden, they had the color of mes or


    theva from a volcano. I had never seen eyes like that before.


    "Are you alright, My Lady?" asked the man in front of me with a frown.


    If I had knots in my stomach before, now suddenly I had butterflies as I gazed into his eyes.


    Who was this man? I had never seen him before. He was tall, broad-shouldered and his thick raven


    ck hair fell over his shoulders down to his waist. You could tell from the clothes that he was royalty.


    Could he be one of the royalty who came to attend my wedding?


    "Yes, yes... I am... I am fine, My Lord," I replied.


    "My Lady." He bowed elegantly before turning around and leaving.


    "That''s one good looking man." Ylva pointed as I stared at his back while he walked away.


    Yes, I thought to myself. Very good-looking, but I was getting married and didn''t have the luxury to look


    at other men.


    "Shall we?" I asked, but Lydia and Ylva were too upied to hear what I said. They kept following him


    with their gaze until he was out of sight.


    I snapped my finger in front of their faces to wake them up. "Yes, yes, My Lady. Let''s go." They hurried


    to say.


    The ceremony would begin with a greeting exchange between the bride and the groom and their


    families. I gave the guard a nod, and he informed my presence, then motioned for me to enter.


    Lydia and Ylva gave me a reassuring smile before I left them behind to walk inside. Now I was all on


    my own.


    Taking a deep breath, I strode into the hall carefully, and immediately all heads turned to look at me. I


    walked with my head high but kept my gaze low, only looking at the floor until I reached the throne


    where my father was sitting with my mother next to him. While greeting them, I felt my legs tremble.


    Mother smiled at me nervously, but my father just gestured for me to sit down at a table nearby. He was


    unbothered by the fact that he was marrying me off to a prince rumored to be the devil''s son.


    Ignoring my father, I smiled at my mother then went to my seat. I could feel everyone''s eyes on me,


    some stared at me with pity and others with repulsion as if it was my fault I was getting married to


    whoever I was getting married to. They should me my father, not me.


    After a while, the guard informed the groom''s presence and everyone turned their attention from me to


    the door. The room went quiet as the guests waited for the groom to enter. I, on the other hand, looked


    down quickly and rubbed my hands together nervously as I felt the knots in my stomach return. I


    wanted to look up, but I was afraid.


    What if I didn''t like what I saw? What if the rumors were true? Would he have red eyes and long nails


    and maybe even ck horns on his head? Don''t be ridiculous, I told myself and decided to take a look.


    Slowly, I nced at the door as my heart hammered inside my chest and almost gasped when the


    groom entered.


    Wait!


    This was the man from earlier with the golden eyes. He couldn''t be the groom, could he?


    The guests stared at him surprised as well and began to whisper hysterically into each other''s ears.


    They must have been expecting someone with ck horns to enter the room and not some tall, elegant


    looking man.


    Not the least bit bothered by the whispers or stares, he walked gracefully toward my father, taking each


    step with confidence.


    "Your Majesty," he said, bowing slightly.


    I dropped my jaw. So did the guests. No one bowed slightly to the king. This man was truly fearless and


    being disrespectful toward my father. I already got a bad feeling about him. Not because I thought my


    father deserved any kind of respect, but because he was so daring with his actions already.


    He must have noticed people''s reactions; it was so obvious, but he didn''t seem to care. My father, on


    the other hand, didn''t react. He just gestured toward me.


    As I saw him turn to me I looked down quickly, then heard the clicking sound of his footsteps as he


    neared before sitting on the other end of the table, facing me.


    He didn''t utter a word. Wasn''t he supposed to greet me or at least tell me his name? I don''t think father


    ever told me his name, but I don''t think I gave him the chance to either. I had fought and cried the day


    that my father told me he was marrying me off to some stranger, but my father was stubborn and had


    already made up his mind.


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    "Today I gather us to celebrate my daughter''s wedding to the prince of the Decresh," Father spoke


    once everyone was seated. He raised his golden wine cup, "Let the ceremony begin, and enjoy


    yourselves."


    People pped while dancers and musicians walked in to entertain the guests. People seemed to


    enjoy themselves. I of course couldn''t see since I was supposed to keep my gaze down, because


    ''that''s what ady should do''. Well then, I hate being ady.


    "Don''t you like the music?" He finally asked, breaking the awkward silence. I peeked through my long


    lashes, but once I gazed into his eyes, it was hard to look away. They were captivating.


    "I do, Your Highness," I replied.


    "What do you have in store for the tea ceremony?"


    Oh no! The tea ceremony! That was the traditional part of the royal wedding where the bride has to


    show one of her talents to entertain the guests and impress the groom. Hell with impressing. I didn''t


    want to impress anyone, especially not this man.


    "It is a surprise, Your Highness," I said, sending him a staged smile.


    Soon it was time for the tea ceremony. I was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, everyone''s


    attention directed at me. The guests would sit and enjoy their tea while I would have to entertain them.


    I took up my flute before lightly putting it on my lips and started ying. Soon my nervousness


    disappeared. I loved ying the flute and loved the sound of it. Closing my eyes, I let the sound take


    me far away, to a peaceful ce. Now and then I would hear some people praising me through my


    haze, and they apuded when I was done.


    Opening my eyes, I found him staring directly at me. He wasn''t apuding, but there was a hint of a


    smile on his face.


    Now it was time for the gift exchange. We exchanged our gifts, and then it was time for me to go to my


    new home. The knot in my stomach returned with such intensity that I felt like throwing up.


    Mother came up to me while father spoke to my husband. Husband? The word sounded strange in my


    head. She took my hands in hers. "Everything will be fine," she said, "just remember what I told you".


    Yes, I remembered very clearly our mother and daughter talk. To be a good wife, to listen to your


    husband, and to not make him angry.


    "Yes, I will," I said, enveloping her in a tight hug. As a princess I wasn''t supposed to hug people, but


    right now I didn''t care because I might never see her again.


    The carriage was waiting outside. The prince, or should I say, my husband led the way. I looked behind


    me onest time and found Lydia and Ylva standing on the balcony, their cheeks wet with tears.


    "I will miss you too," I whispered.

 Chapter 2

    Chapter 2


    We rode home in silence. I hated it because it made me nervous and it gave me time to think about


    what was waiting for me in my new home. The wedding consummation. I had never even touched a


    guy before, father made sure of that, and now I would.... I shook my head. You''re scaring yourself, I


    scolded.


    "Your Highness?"


    "Yes?"


    "Do you have another wife, Your Highness?" I asked. I shouldn''t have. It was none of my business.


    Mother had told me to be careful not to ask a prince such questions, but I didn''t care. I needed to know


    what was waiting for me once I arrived. He looked at me with a narrowed gaze. Now he would get


    angry, I thought.


    "No, I don''t," he answered slowly. I felt relief. Why? Just because he didn''t have one now, didn''t mean


    that he wouldn''t get one.


    "But I have many mistresses," he finished.


    Of course. He was attractive, and a prince, and a man. I wanted to curse, but he suddenlyughed.


    "You don''t seem to like that," he said. Why would I? But I couldn''t say that.


    "It''s not for me to like or dislike, Your Highness," I said. He said nothing to that. I wondered what his


    name would be.


    "Your Highness?"


    "You may call me Lucian when we are alone". Lucian.


    The caravan stopped, and then a guard informed us that we had arrived. Lucian stepped out of the


    caravan and offered me his hand. I took it, and he helped me down.


    The castle was grand, and the garden was even more luxurious, with green bushes and colorful


    flowers. "Lucian?" Someone called, and I turned my head to see who.


    Four men in royal robes approached us.


    "We came to wee you and your bride," one of them said.


    "Is that so?" Lucian asked.


    "Of course. We are brothers after all!" The other behind him smirked.


    Are these men his brothers?


    "Why don''t you and your bride join us for dinner?" He suggested. "We would like to take a closer look


    at your bride," he stated insinuatingly, shooting me a nce. Lucian walked up and stood in front of


    him. He was a few inches taller. The guards behind his brother put their hands on their weapons as if to


    attack any time. Would they really attack him? Why would they? Looking at Lucian''s guards they also


    had their hands on their weapons. What was all this about? They didn''t seem like brothers to me.


    "Thank you brother, but I must decline," Lucian said in a polite tone that didn''t match the menacing look


    in his eyes. Turning his back to his brother, he took my hand, gripping it hard as he dragged me


    through the halls of the castle. He was angry.


    "Won''t we greet your parents, Your Highness?" He came to a halt. His grip on my hand loosened. "My


    mother is dead," he said with no emotion. "And the King, do not worry about him, he does not matter,"


    he said with finality and started walking again. This time he didn''t drag me.


    Two maids appeared in front of us. "Your Highness, My Lady," they greeted with a bow. "Your


    Highness, shall we prepare Her Highness?" They inquired.


    Prepare me for what? Preparing is what I have been doing my entire life. At first he didn''t let go of my


    hand, but when the maids gave him a pleading look, he only then released me.


    I was led to a dressing room, where the maids helped me get out of my wedding dress and slip into a


    beautiful white nightgown and its matching robe, both made of silk. They took out the pins in my hair


    and let it fall down in waves. After putting some perfume onto my skin, they served me tea.


    "What''s this?" I asked.


    "It''s an herb tea that will help you rx, and it will decrease the pain, My Lady."


    "What pain?" I was confused, but then I realized what they were talking about.


    They must have seen the horror on my face because there was pity on their own faces. Why did they


    pity me? Was he going to be rough with me? He didn''t seem like the gentle type from the way he


    gripped my wrist earlier. It was as if his hand was made of steel.


    "I don''t need it," I affirmed and stood up straight. "Just take me to the chamber." They led me to our


    private chamber and sat me down on the bed. Adjusting my hair and gown, they took onest look at


    me to see if everything was perfect.


    "We will tell His Highness that you are ready," they said, and left.


    The worst scenarios appeared in my head and my heart pounded so hard in my chest I was afraid it


    was going to explode. My hands started sweating and it was getting hard to breathe. I waited for what


    seemed like hours, but was likely just minutes. Suddenly, the door to the room opened and he stepped


    inside. He had changed into morefortable clothes and walked toward the bed where I was sitting.


    "Aren''t you tired?" He asked.


    "I am Your Highness."


    "Lucian," he corrected.


    "Lucian," I repeated in barely a whisper.


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    "Then we should go to sleep," he said andy down on the bed. "I am tired too."


    Lucian looked at the woman in front of him. She looked so scared and timid. He wondered if she was


    scared for the obvious reasons or if she was scared because she had heard the rumors about him.


    Either way, he didn''t me her. Most people feared him, even his own father. He never dared to look


    his son in the eyes. Lucian always wondered what he had done to make his father fear him.


    He knew he was different. He had even scared himself when he was a little boy and had discovered


    what he could do. When he, for the first time, moved an object with just a thought, or when he had


    wished his brother could burn, and then suddenly his brother''s clothes were on fire. Everyone ran to


    help him get out of the ming clothes. That day he had been so scared he ran to his room where he


    sat in a corner crying, wishing he could talk to someone about it. But who? His father feared and hated


    him; he would just scare him even more, and his mother was dead. He wondered how she would react.


    His brothers used to y with him at first, but then when they got older and they started their training,


    they noticed he was faster, stronger and a better fighter. He was also a very skilled swordsman; his


    teachers always praised him. But his brothers mocked him, telling him to stop cheating. "Cheating is


    what the Devil does," they would say.


    The maids had mixed feelings about him. They were as attracted to him as they were scared. Some of


    them liked the thrill, the danger. The young ones would give him seductive nces, but the older maids


    would warn them. "Be careful," they would say, "tempting people and making them sin is what he


    does." Some would listen, some wouldn''t.


    The only people who didn''t fear him or hate him were his men, his soldiers. They were tough men who


    didn''t believe in rumors. They respected him. Still, they weren''t his family; he could only talk business


    with them.


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    He looked at the woman nowying beside him. The woman who was his family now. She was lying so


    far out on the edge he was afraid she would fall down from the bed. She didn''t even move; she looked


    so stiff. Even though he told her to sleep, he could still hear her heart beating wildly.


    She had surprised him earlier with her bold questions. He liked her so far; she amused him. He


    remembered the look on her face when he told her he had mistresses. She was probably the jealous


    type. I guess I like jealous, he thought, smiling to himself. He also liked when she yed the flute, and


    when she had whispered his name. But now, she was as timid as a rabbit. That, he didn''t like.

 Chapter 3

    Chapter 3


    That night I had a dream. I was running, terrified. I was running for my life, and something was chasing


    me. Something dark. Something with intent to kill. I couldn''t see it but I could feel its presence. It


    wanted me. It was hungry and angry and it wouldn''t stop hunting me until it caught me. I ran so fast


    that I stumbled on my own feet and fell. It was close now; it would catch me.


    A dark figure slowly appeared from the shadows. It had red eyes and horns. ck horns, curling like


    the devils. It stretched its hands toward me. I could see its nails that looked more like ws. They were


    coming closer. I shrieked a high, panicked sound. It had caught me, and now it was shaking me.


    "My Lady! My Lady!" a gentle voice urged. I shot my eyes open with a gasp and found Lucian looming


    over me.


    "You''re ok," He assured, brushing something away from my face. "It was just a dream."


    I was panting and sweat dripped down my face. I was scared and confused. Lucian pulled me to his


    chest. He held me in his arms and stroke my hair.


    "It''s alright." He whispered softly. "Rx and sleep."


    Eventually, as Iy in his arms, my heartbeat returned to a steady rhythm and I fell asleep once again.


    When I woke up a few maids were already in the room but there was no sign of Lucian. I remembered


    last night while the maids helped me get prepared. I was surprised at the fact that I was still untouched.


    He hadn''t even tried. He must have been tired from the long journey, but tonight there was no escape.


    Maybe I should talk to him and tell him that I wasn''t ready yet, I thought. The question was how.


    I got out of the bed and the maids helped me bathe and get dressed.


    "His Highness wants you to join him for breakfast, My Lady," One of the maids informed when she was


    done with my hair.


    "Lead the way," I said.


    The maid led me to the garden just outside the room. There Lucian was standing with his back toward


    me and his arms crossed behind his back.


    "Your Highness?"


    He turned around and I couldn''t understand why my heart skipped a beat. "My Lady, did you have a


    good night''s sleep?"


    "I did, Your Highness. How about you?" He probably didn''t, but it felt courteous to ask. I must have


    disturbed him with my dream.


    "I have slept well. Do you mind having breakfast with me?" I didn''t expect him to be so polite.


    "I would love to," I answered with a smile.


    The breakfast smelled and looked delicious. There were several dishes and their food wasn''t much


    different from ours back home. But because of the knots in my stomach that still refused to go away, I


    couldn''t eat much. Instead, I would nce at the garden now and then. It was beautiful. There was a


    gorgeous range of flowers; roses, daisies, daffodils. Carved hedged depicted strange shapes all


    around the space.


    We had a beautiful garden back home too, but it was nothingpared to this.


    Suddenly Lucian stood up from his seat and walked over to me, holding his hand out for me to grasp.


    "Walk with me," he said and I blushed. He must have noticed me ogling the garden, but how could I


    not. Back home I rarely went outside because of my fathers'' strict rules and now I was walking through


    the most beautiful garden I have ever seen.


    "You never go out?" he asked, with a curious expression.


    "No, my father would not allow it."


    "So you have always been at home?"


    "Yes," was my short reply.


    "Well, you can walk around here anytime. It''s our personal garden" He said with a charming smile.


    "Really?" My voice was colored with excitement and surprise. He nodded.


    After walking for a while in silence, I decided now was the best time to bring up the consummation.


    "Your Highness?"


    "Yes?"


    "About the wedding consummation, I...I''m not ready yet." I looked down quickly, afraid to meet his


    gaze. My heart pounded in my ears as I waited for an answer. Augh, an angry exmation, anything.


    "I know, it''s alright," he said gently. I looked up in surprise and breathed out in relief.


    "I could just go to one of my mistresses to satisfy my needs." He added.


    The smile on my face died and I clenched my fists. Why was I getting angry? He could go wherever he


    wanted and fool around with whoever he wanted. He could go to hell. Suddenly heughed. What was


    so funny?


    "If you don''t want me to go, then tell me." He said leaning closer.


    "I don''t want you to go" I repeated.


    Shocked at my own outburst, I put a hand over my mouth. Heughed again.


    Eventually, he stoppedughing. "Hazel," he said stepping closer and gazing into my eyes.


    He knew my name.


    Of course. Men got always more informed about their spouses than women. Unfair.


    "I promise you one thing and I will stand by my word. I will treat you well." He then took my hand in his


    and kissed my knuckles, his ming eyes never leaving mine. My heart fluttered inside my chest.


    Dropping my hand, "I have to go, make yourself at home." He said before walking away.


    ***


    A maid showed me around. The castle had several quarters. Every prince and his family had their own


    quarters and their own household staff, including servants, cooks, and guards. I had already looked


    around our personal garden and I especially liked the white swing with a ceiling, surrounded by white


    and pink roses in a half-circle.


    We then went through the halls that led to several smaller halls. The smaller halls had several doors


    that led to different rooms. One hall led to the kitchen, the pantry, and the storeroom. Another hall led to


    the guest room and the dining room, and another one led to the library and study. There were several


    other halls, but we went through the hall that led to our private chamber and the bathrooms.


    Inside our chamber, there were doors that led to other rooms. The maid opened one of them and I went


    inside. It was the dressing room from yesterday.


    "This is the boudoir. It''s your personal room when you want to be alone, My Lady." She exined.


    "His Highness has one too." She continued gesturing to the door at the other end of the room. I


    decided to take a look once the maid left but the door was locked. Why did he lock his room?


    As I walked out of the chamber, a little boy bumped into my leg and fell backward. He stood up quickly.


    "I am sorry, My Lady," he said, wide-eyed.


    "It''s Alright" I smiled. He had short blonde hair and his big brown eyes stared innocently at her. "Who


    are you?"


    "I am Prince Pierre''s son. My name is Levi, Mydy." I couldn''t help but smile at his cuteness. "I am


    looking for uncle Lucian." He called him by his first name. They must be very close I thought.


    "His Highness is not here," I said with a gentle smile. "Do you want to leave a message for him? I am


    his wife."


    "Can I wait for him here?" He asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.


    "Yes, of course. Come," I said and led him to the garden. "I am having lunch soon; are you hungry?"


    He nodded.


    "Sit down," I urged. The maids served us lunch - including baked potatoes and grilled chicken with


    vegetables.


    "Please don''t tell my father I have been here, My Lady." He pleaded. "Father doesn''t like me being


    here."


    "Why not?" I asked curiously.


    "He says Uncle Lucian is a bad man."


    Bad man? Why would his brother say something like that about him?


    "Then why don''t you listen to your father? Why don''t you stay away?" I asked, treading carefully.


    "Because I like being with uncle Lucian. He is nice to me even though he''s not nice anymore." He said


    timidly.


    "Why not?"


    "I don''t know, he just tells me I shouldn''t be here, he tells me to go away." He looked hurt.


    "What about the rest of your uncles? Why don''t you apany them?"


    "I just like uncle Lucian."


    "Levi!" someone shouted and shortly after a woman barged in. The maids behind her wore an


    apologetic look on their face.


    I stood up from my seat, and the woman looked me up and down.


    "Mother," Levi said stiffly, standing up.


    "Come here!" She ordered, and he walked up to her. She put a hand on his shoulder. "I told you not to


    come here," She scolded him. "Go now."


    Levi left running away quickly. Poor child, I thought.


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    The woman then turned to me. "I am Princess Elsa, the Crown Prince''s first wife," She said


    straightening her shoulders and neck as if challenging me with her superiority.


    "It''s nice to meet you, Princess Elsa. I am Princess Hazel," I replied courteously, trying my best to not


    offend her. I didn''t want conflict this early on.


    "My son won''t disturb you anymore," she said, with finality. "Feel free to visit if you ever feel alone, my


    quarter is next to yours."


    "Maybe I will," I said, and then she turned around elegantly with a high chin and left.


    After having my lunch I went to the white swing in the garden andy down while looking up the sky. I


    had many questions and thoughts that bothered me. Why would Lucian''s brother say something like


    that about him? Yesterday, they looked as though they were willing to attack each other. I remembered


    the menacing look in Lucian''s eyes, so different from the soft look he gave me today when he kissed


    my hand. My heart fluttered at the memory.


    "What makes you smile so?" A familiar voice came from nearby.


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    "Your Highness." I inclined my head. He had surprised me. I moved over to create a space for him on


    the seat. He took a seat beside me and put one arm over the seatback.


    "How was your day?"


    "It was fine Your Highness...I mean Lucian." I corrected myself.


    He just smiled.


    "Your nephew was here," I added.


    His only reply was a short ''hmm''.


    "He said his father wouldn''t be happy to know he was here."


    "Yes, my brothers don''t like me," Lucian replied, devoid of emotion.


    "Why?"


    "Haven''t you heard the rumors? that I''m the ''devil''s son.''"


    "But you''re not...?" I trailed off, confused.


    He just looked at me for a while before finally replying; "I don''t know."


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 Chapter 4

    Chapter 4


    All princes and their first wives were invited to have dinner with the king. When we arrived, the king


    weed us and we greeted him in turn; then we greeted one another amongst ourselves. While the


    princes chatted andughed (except Lucian), the princesses just red at each other. There was some


    kind of hostility between them.


    Lucian didn''t go up to his brothers, he just stood beside me. None of them seemed to care about him,


    either. He had told me earlier that they didn''t like him because he was the son of the devil. I wondered


    if they really believed that kind of sphemy. Why did he say that he didn''t know if he actually was the


    son of the devil?


    Before my head imploded with questions, dinner was served and we sat down in our assigned ces.


    Each prince sat beside his wife. The Crown Prince was sitting next to the king, and they were talking


    about something animatedly, waving their hands around wildly. His wife Elsa looked at me now and


    then. I wondered what her problem was? She was really beautiful, actually. Possibly the most beautiful


    of all the princesses, with her curly blonde hair and sky-blue eyes. Lucian and I ate our dinner in


    silence; he seemed ufortable, and I wondered why.


    A guard came in and whispered something into the king''s ear. The king stood up. "I have things to take


    care of, but enjoy your dinner," he said guardedly, and with that he left.


    The crown prince stood up from his seat holding his wine ss delicately in one hand. "First, we shall


    wee our little brother''s bride," he said. "And then," he trailed off, clearly not fit to formplete


    sentences in his intoxicated state.


    "And then," the prince next to him picked up where his brother had left off, "we shall tell embarrassing


    stories about our little brother to his bride." The brothersughed. They may have been speaking of this


    as a joke, but something was off. Theirughs weren''t genuine, they sounded stilted and vile to me. I


    could feel Lucian shifting ufortably beside me. The crown prince walked along the table and stood


    behind the prince and his wife that were sitting in front of Lucian and me.


    "You must have heard the rumor about our brother, about him being the son of the devil. What do you


    think about that?" he asked, cruel mirth clear in his tone. I could see Lucian clenching his fists under


    the table.


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    "It''s as you said your highness, just a rumor." I replied. I don''t know why I defended Lucian, but I felt a


    strange protectiveness over him. The crown prince sent me a scrutinising re, but he wasn''t willing to


    give up. He was probably thinking of other ways to insult his brother. He had no right.


    "So you don''t believe them?" he asked.


    "Should I, Your Highness?" I said in a challenging tone, mock sweetness colouring my voice.


    The prince sitting in front of us continued, "Even his mother didn''t want him after she gave birth to him."


    I couldn''t believe my ears. How could he say something so cruel to his own brother? Beside me,


    Lucian''s entire body tensed up, ready to spring at the brother sending cruel taunts to the both of us.


    Under the table, I reached out and gentlyid my hand atop his, willing him to stop and consider his


    actions.


    Lucian stilled. He raised his incredulous gaze up to my eyes, clearly surprised by my contact. I gave


    him a reassuring smile, and by intuition I could tell he had calmed down significantly. Turning to his


    brothers, I was furious. I hadn''t known Lucian for that long and I didn''t want to be married to him, but


    now he was my husband and I couldn''t change that. I had only one option: to make this marriage work.


    His brother looked at me, calcting. He must have guessed what I was thinking. "Well, I hope he


    treats you well," he said slowly, backing off.


    "''Well'' is an understatement of how he treats me," I said stiffly, and his brothers sent me a look.


    Disappointed? Lucian intertwined his fingers with mine under the table, as though he approved of me


    defending him.


    ***


    For his entire life, not one person had stood up for him like this beautiful woman had. His wife. A


    woman who barely knew him and took no notice of the rumors that flew around.


    She had surprised him with her touch and melted his heart with her words and smile. She hadn''t


    believed the rumours about him, that even he sometimes believed about himself.


    They arrived at their private chamber and went inside. She seemed to be in deep thought. He


    wondered what she was thinking about.


    "Is everything alright?" he asked.


    "Yes! Yes, I just... can I go outside to the garden?" she seemed to like being outside, so he decided to


    take her outside the castle. Her eyes twinkled when he told her he was taking her out.


    In the courtyard stood the stables, and he led her inside to face Lucian''s own horse, a beautiful


    chestnut with a white star on his nk.


    "Can you ride?" he asked her. "No," she replied, embarrassed. "Then you should ride with me."


    He helped her up and she sat behind him on the horse. "Hold on," he said.


    She seemed to hesitate, but then she put her arms around his waist and held him lightly, almost not


    touching. As soon as they started riding, her grip tightened, pressing her soft and warm body against


    his back.


    "Am I riding too fast?"


    "No," but her tight hold around his waist said otherwise. Either way, he didn''t slow down; he liked the


    feeling of her arms around his waist.


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    He took her to his favorite ce, a vastlyrge and brilliantly blueke. Theke extended as far as the


    eye could see and not a sound could be heard other than the branches of the willow trees moving in


    the wind. It was soothing. He would oftene here when he wanted to be alone; it was his secret


    ce.


    He looked at his wife who looked so happy. She had run down to the edge of theke and was dipping


    her feet in the cool water, flicking it with her toes. The water must''ve been cold, but she didn''t seem to


    care.


    He just stood there staring at her. She was beautiful, with her long reddish brown hair and chocte


    brown eyes. Her dress clung to her body in all the right ces, showing off her beautiful figure.


    Suddenly, he heard a shrill yell of pain.


    Lucian looked around.


    "Hazel!"


    She wasn''t in the water anymore; she was sitting on the ground beside it holding her knee. He rushed


    to her side.


    "What happened?"


    "Nothing much, I just fell," she exined.


    Her dress was torn and her knee was bleeding.


    "Come on, let''s take you home," he said, helping her up.


    ***


    Lucian aided me in getting off the horse, but as soon as I shifted my weight onto my leg, my knee


    started to ache. Not wanting to draw attention I didn''t say anything, but Lucian must have known


    because he put his strong arms behind my knees and back and lifted me with ease.


    "What are you doing?" I asked, embarrassed.


    "Carrying you," he stated simply.


    "I know that, please put me down. I can walk," I said, my face and neck flushing red.


    "Wife, if I were to let you walk, we wouldn''t reach the room even after sunrise and I would like to get


    some sleep."


    Did he just call me wife? I liked the sound of it.


    As we moved through the halls, the maids and servants looked down quickly as soon as they caught


    sight of us, and I was thankful for that.


    He stopped for a while and told a maid to bring something to clean the wound before walking again.


    Upon arrival at our chambers, he put me down on the bed gently as a maid came in with things to clean


    the wound. He took the kit from her and dismissed her shortly. Taking a seat beside me on the bed, he


    lifted my dress up above my knee.


    "Uh...it''s fine I can clean it myself." I stuttered nervously.


    "Just sit still," he ordered.


    He put one hand on the back of my leg, his hand cold yet his touch hot. I wondered how such a strong


    and tall man could touch so gently. Strangely, his touch made me yearn for more and I found myself


    imagining how it would feel if he ran his hand down my leg or if he¡­


    A burning pain interrupted my thoughts and I hissed.


    "It will burn a little," he warned as he continued to clean my wound.


    I bit my lower lip because the burning was too much and I didn''t want toin. As if sensing my


    pain, he paused and then blew on my wound. When his hot breath touched my skin it made me shiver


    and curl my toes.


    Good Lord, he was doing things to me without doing almost anything.


    "Feel better?" he asked.


    "Yes," I whispered, "thank you."


    When he was done he pulled my dress back down over my leg.


    "You should change," he said standing up. "Do you want me to call a maid for you?"


    "No, I can manage," I replied.


    Walking with an aching knee I went into the dressing room and slipped into my nightgown and a robe


    and then walked into the chamber.


    Only a few candles were lit now. Lucian wasying down on the bed looking up at the ceiling. His shiny


    ck hair was spread across the pillow and his golden eyes glowed in the dim light.


    When I walked up to the bed he turned his head.


    "You should take your robe off. It''s very hot in here at night." His observation waspletely innocent,


    but it made my heart beat faster, and suddenly it felt really hot in the room.


    I opened my robe and let it slide down my arms. His eyes followed my every movement. I thenid


    down on the bed, facing the other way. Even though he said he could wait to consummate the wedding,


    I still felt nervous.


    I felt him shift on the bed and stiffened.


    "Hazel," he whispered, his voice a soft brush on my back.


    "Yes?" I struggled to keep my voice neutral.


    "Turn around!" hemanded. I found myself turning around to face him.


    "I promised to treat you well; you don''t have to be afraid."


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    "I am not," I whispered.


    He didn''t say anything for a while. He probably knew I was lying.


    "Goodnight," he finally said.


    "Goodnight," I whispered back feeling more rxed until eventually I fell asleep.


    I woke up and tried to shift in the bed, but then realized that a strong arm was around my waist


    restricting my movement. Lucian!


    My back was pressed against his hard chest and I could feel his hot breath on my neck and some


    strands of his soft hair on my shoulder. He smelled good. He had a spicy scent, and somehow I found


    myself melting in his embrace. I liked it, liked the warm and secure feeling it gave.


    Suddenly, he slid his arm away and sat up on the bed.


    "What is it?" I asked sitting up as well.


    He seemed to be listening to something. I looked around and strained my ears, but couldn''t hear


    anything. Climbing down from the bed he put his robe on.


    "We have a problem," he said and walked to the door. I quickly put my robe on and went after him.


    Some maids and guards were gathered in the hall arguing about something. They fell silent as soon as


    they saw us.


    "Your Highness," they said and bowed.


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    "What is the problem?" Lucian asked.


    They had a look of fear in their eyes. One maid in particr was trembling with her hands behind her


    back.


    "What do you have there?" Lucian demanded.


    She was shaking now. He went up to her and took the hidden thing from behind her back. It was a


    golden hairpin, my hairpin. One of the guards quickly came to the front and fell to his knees in front of


    Lucian.


    "I am sorry, Your Highness, it will never happen again; you can punish me instead," he begged. "Please


    spare her, she is just a child." She did look quite young. The white-faced maid fell to her knees too,


    shaking as much as before.


    "No, please, it was my fault! Don''t punish my brother. He didn''t know," she cried.


    I had no idea what Lucian would do to them. For that, I both pitied and feared for them. They might


    even be executed, or if they were lucky then they would get their hands cut off. I didn''t know which one


    sounded worse. Stealing was of course not okay, but I didn''t think anyone should die for it. I hoped


    Lucian would have mercy on them.


    Walking behind me he ced his hands on my shoulders. "Since you stole from my wife, I should let


    her decide the punishment for you." I froze for a moment, surprised and unsure what to do.


    "How do you want me to punish them for you?" he asked.


    I looked at the young maid sitting on her knees crying and shaking violently. I went up to her.


    "Why did you do it?" I inquired in a gentle voice.


    "I am sorry, Your Highness. I didn''t want to, but my mother is sick and her treatment costs a lot," she


    croaked, crying hysterically.


    "Get up!" I ordered them both.


    "What''s your name?" I prompted once they got on their feet.


    "Lisa, Your Highness" she said meekly.


    "Lisa, you can have the hairpin, but you need to promise me that you will never steal again. There are


    more honest ways to find money. Besides, putting your life at risk wouldn''t help your mother in any


    way."


    Everyone looked at me wide-eyed. They clearly didn''t expect them to be left alive. Lisa was in shock


    and just stared at me.


    "Do you promise me?" I repeated.


    "I...I promise you...I promise Your Highness," she spouted. "Thank you so much...thank you." She had


    begun to cry again, but this time tears of relief.


    "Thank you, Your Highness," her brother repeated. His eyes were also glistening with unshed tears of


    gratitude.


    "Now everyone can go back to work," I said, relieved that the situation ended well.


    They walked away, Lisa hugging her brother and crying while he was scolding her. " Never do that


    again!" I found myself smiling. I wish I had a brother like that. My brothers were spoiled brats.


    Turning around to head back I found Lucian standing there, his arms crossed behind his back. He


    looked at me with what seemed like admiration, but I wasn''t sure.


    Crossing the distance between us he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his


    embrace.


    "Let''s get back to bed," his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

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    His voice, his scent, the warmth from his body, all filled my senses and made me unable to think


    clearly. Before I knew it he was carrying me to our chamber, and thenid me down on the bed. Bed?


    Wait, no!


    Hey down beside me and when I tried to get up, he put an arm around my shoulders and held me


    down.


    "Lay still and let me hold you," he said, taking his arm away from my shoulders and putting them


    around my waist instead.


    "Why?"


    "Because I like holding you and you like it when I do it," he replied.


    "And how would you know?" I said, a teasing lilt to my voice.


    "What? You don''t like it?" I was afraid that if I said I liked it he would want to take it to the next level, but


    I didn''t want to lie either.


    "It''s... alright," I said cautiously, a shy smile making its way to my face. He grabbed my chin and made


    me turn around to face him.


    "Is my touch just alright?"


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    He let go of my chin and traced with his fingers down my neck and up my shoulder, removing my robe


    from one side. My pulse quickened and my skin tingled where he had touched. He leaned closer. "I


    don''t think so," he whispered.


    "You... promised not to do anything," I said.


    "No I didn''t. I promised to treat you well." Oh god! That was true. He never promised to not


    consummate the wedding, and who knows what treating me well means to him. I pulled myself away


    from his grasp and climbed down from bed.


    Clearing my throat, "I am hungry," I blurted. "Aren''t you?"


    He smiled a devilish smile. "Oh, I am very hungry," he said, scanning me with eyes that showed hunger


    for something other than food. My heart skipped a beat, but I ignored it.


    "Then we should go and eat," I said, turning around and walking away before he could say anything


    else.


    ****


    Lucian tried to ignore the burning need in his body and focus on eating his breakfast. He nced at his


    wife at the same time she nced at him. Their eyes met and she looked down quickly, her cheeks


    turning a light pink. He wanted to reach for her from across the table, but stood up from his seat


    instead.


    "I have some work to do," he announced and strode out of the room before he lost control.


    What was wrong with him? Why was his body burning and his heart beating in his ears? He had never


    felt like this before.


    He came a bitte to the meeting with his father and brothers. His father didn''t bother to look at him,


    and his brothers shot him angry nces. He took a seat and listened to how his father nned to take


    over other kingdoms. His greed had no end.


    "That''s all for today. I expect all of you to fulfill your duties," the king said, looking at each of his sons


    except Lucian before walking out of the room.


    His brothers turned to him, most of them looking angry and irritated while Pierre had a smirk on his


    face. "Your wife seems very fond of you," Pierre insinuated. Lucian knew his brother was trying to pick


    a fight with him, as usual; so he ignored him, walking away. Pierre grabbed him by the shoulder to stop


    him from going.


    "I am talking to you, Lucian! Don''t you dare ignore me. I am the crown prince and in the future I will be


    your king, so you should be careful to get on my bad side."


    Lucian chuckled darkly. "As if I am already not on your bad side," he said. "And you know what? Even


    when you be a king, you will never be my king."


    His brotherughed. "I will be your king and when I do," he leaned closer, "I will get rid of you and


    make your beautiful wife my concubine."


    That was what finally tipped Lucian over the edge. He punched and kicked Pierre before his other


    brothers got involved and tried to hold him, but to no avail. He was too angry and nothing could stop


    him now. He sat atop his brother and started punching him, the rest of his brothers unable to hold him


    back. He was too strong for them. He took some time to knock down some of them before he continued


    with his punching. Guards came into the room and grabbed his arms.


    "Hold him down for me," one of his brothers said. Even though there were many guards nowing


    into the room, they had a hard time holding him down.


    "What are you doing?" Someone yelled from the door. Everyone froze.


    "Your Highness, we were just..."


    "Enough!" It was the king. "You are not children anymore, and you dare to fight? Prepare for your


    punishment."


    ***


    "Your Highness." A maid came running into the garden. "His Highness is in trouble."


    "What trouble?" I asked, worried.


    "He is getting whipped."


    "What?" I shrieked in panic. What on earth could he have done?


    We ran through the hall to the main garden. Several men were handcuffed on their knees, leather


    whips repeatedly being brought down across their backs. I looked for Lucian, and my heart dropped at


    the sight of him. He was handcuffed too, although he still stood, unlike the other men. His shirt was torn


    to rags with blood steadily soaking through it. One whipnded on his back and I almost screamed, but


    he didn''t make a sound. He didn''t even grimace. He was staring at something. I looked to see his


    brothers standing on the other side watching.


    "He is a prince. Why is he getting whipped?"


    "His Highness didn''t ept someone to take his punishment," the maid exined. "He had a fight with


    his brothers."


    I looked back at Lucian. While the other men were almost falling to their knees he was still standing


    steadily. It was as if the whipping didn''t affect him at all, but I knew it did. He just didn''t want to give his


    brothers the satisfaction of seeing him get hurt. Another whipnded on his back and I felt a hand


    grasp my wrist.


    "Your Highness, you shouldn''t get involved. It was the King''s order." I didn''t realize that I was trying to


    get to him.


    Please God, make this stop.


    God must have heard my prayers because they started to uncuff his hands. As soon as they uncuffed


    him, he fell on his knees. I ran toward him, but some guards got to him before me and helped him up.


    Once we reached the chamber he pushed the guards away.


    "Leave!"


    "But Your Highness you need..."


    "I said leave!" he shouted savagely, and the guards hurried away. He sat down on the bed.


    "You should leave too," he said, lowering his voice.


    "Then who will clean your wounds? Now take off what remains of your shirt andy on your stomach," I


    ordered, grabbing a bowl with water and a piece of the cloth that the maid had brought, but he didn''t


    move.


    "Do you need help?" I said grabbing his shirt to help him get out of it. He grabbed my wrist to stop me.


    "I told you to go," he said with clenched teeth.


    "I don''t want to. How can I leave when you''re hurting?"


    "I''m not, so leave."


    "No, I won''t," I insisted stubbornly, then everything happened in a second. He grabbed me by the neck


    and pinned me to the wall, his face only an inch from mine. His eyes not golden anymore, the mes in


    them burning with intensity.


    "Don''t make me break my promise," he growled.

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    "You are not the only one who wants to treat someone well," I said, ignoring the pain his grip caused.


    He looked at me for a while. The mes in his eyes slowly dying and their color bing golden


    again. He let go of my neck and looked down as if regretting what he had just done.


    "You should... take your shirt off," I said.


    Walking back to the bed, he ripped his shirt open, showing a perfectly toned stomach and chest. The


    muscles in his arm twitched as hey down on the bed.


    "Are you just going to stare?" he asked. Embarrassed I hurried to the bed, sat down, and started


    cleaning his wounds.


    This was horrible. The wounds seemed deep and they would probably leave scars on his back. It must


    have hurt a lot. Was his family always so cruel to him? And I had thought my family were too cruel. I


    wondered what his childhood was like. Was he always like this? Rejected by his family, bullied and


    punished? He must have been so lonely.


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    "Why are you crying?" A tear fell down my cheek. Am I crying? Why? He sat up, facing me. "What is


    it?" he asked softly.


    "Why did you take the punishment?"


    "Because I can''t let someone else get punished for what I did," he said, wiping a tear away from my


    cheek.


    "Why did you even fight in the first ce? Look what happened to you now. It must hurt a lot and you


    will get a lot of scars. I don''t like seeing you get hit and I don''t like your brothers." I said more tears


    falling down my cheeks. I hated this, it wasn''t right.


    "Are you crying for my sake now? You really confuse me, one time you are scared of me and the other


    one you cry because I am hurt, even though I hurt you just now."


    To be honest, I was confused myself, but I just didn''t like to see him like this.


    "Hazel," he said, adopting a softer tone and wiping away more tears with his thumb "What are you


    doing to me?"


    "What?" I said, confused but he grabbed my waist and pulled me down on the bed with him on top of


    me. Heid so our bodies were perfectly aligned, but most of his weight was held by his arms as to not


    crush me.


    He leaned closer as if to kiss me, and I shut my eyes tightly and pressed my lips into a thin line. I don''t


    know why I reacted that way, but instead of feeling his lips on mine, I felt them on my neck. My body


    went rigid, surprised by the heat that blossomed inside of me at the feeling of his lips on my skin.


    When he kissed right under my ear, a moan escaped my lips and I dig my fingers into his back. He


    hissed in pain but continued kissing me in the same ce. I felt wetness on my fingers. Blood. His


    wounds. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away lightly.


    "Is something wrong?" he asked.


    "I..I never finished cleaning your wounds," I said.


    "You don''t have to. It doesn''t hurt anymore," he said, pressing his lips on my neck again making me all


    dizzy. "Just let me have you."


    "Lucian.." I tried to push him away again but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them down. I started


    panicking. He was losing control. What if he doesn''t listen to me? As if sensing my fear he stopped and


    let go of my wrists. He sat up on the bed, looking hurt.


    "You can continue," he said softly.


    After I finished cleaning his wounds in silence, I walked out of the chamber to let him rest. The guards


    were waiting outside and looked terribly worried.


    "His Highness is fine," I told them and then walked away. I went to the garden and sat on the swing.


    Even though I was outside in the cold breeze, I still felt hot. I touched my neck where he had kissed


    me. I didn''t know that a kiss could affect someone so much. Ylva and Lydia would sometimes tell me


    about their passionate night with their husband, how only a touch could make them weak and wild. I


    always loved hearing their crazy stories. If it weren''t for them, I would have been so lonely.


    I don''t know how long I was sitting, immersed in my own memories, but eventually, the sound of


    footsteps nearby broke my reverie.


    "Lucian? What are you doing here? You are supposed to rest," I scolded.


    "I''m fine," he said, sitting down next to me. "It felt ufortable to sleep in the bloody sheets so I told


    the maids to clean them. Why are you looking sad?"


    "I''m not."


    "Is it because I hurt you?" He inquired. I didn''t know what to say.


    I was a bit hurt that he hurt me, but I didn''t want him to feel guilty now that he was already hurting.


    "I am sorry," he said with a slight grimace. By the way, he said it, I could tell it was something he didn''t


    often say.


    "It''s alright. I wasn''t sad because of you. It''s just that sometimes when I am alone I miss my maids.


    Anyways, you should go back to bed. I am sure the maid is done." I stood up.


    "It''s fine. I won''t be sleeping here tonight, I have somewhere else to be," he said as he too rose from


    his chair.


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    "Somewhere else to be at night? When you are hurt? You are not thinking of going to your brothers


    fighting again are you?"


    He chuckled "If I am, what will you do to stop me?" I knew he was ying around.


    "I think.." he said, walking around me and standing behind me "I should go and spend some time with


    my mistress," he whispered near my ear. A sudden rage filled me. This may be a joke to him, but not to


    me. I walked away from him, ignoring him as he called after me.


    I went to my personal room and shut the door, waiting for him toe after me and say something, but


    he never came. He didn''te the whole night. I knew it would be like this, but I had just hoped he


    would be different, I thought he would be different, but he wasn''t. He was just like any other man.


    As I tried to sleep, I heard someone call my name. I sat up in the deathly silence, trying to hear the


    imperceptible noise again. It came again, but then I realized with a jolt that it wasing from inside


    my head. It was Lucian.

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    "Hazel! Hazel!" Lucian called, his voice filled with pain and agony. Was he in pain? No, he couldn''t be. I


    couldn''t be hearing this, but I heard my name again "Hazel". Maybe all this wasn''t in my head, maybe


    he was calling for me. I climbed down from the bed, put my robe on, and stalked out of the room.


    "Where is His Highness?" I asked two guards walking through the hall.


    "I am sorry Your Highness, but we can''t tell you. He doesn''t want to be disturbed."


    Disturbed? So I would disturb him?


    Of course, he was having fun with his mistress, and here I am worried about him for nothing. I decided


    not to worry or care anymore and went back to bed.


    Opening my eyes with a yawn I scanned my surroundings. Lucian was sitting in front of the mirror and


    a maid wasbing his hair. Her fingers caressed his cheek and neck when she tried to gather some


    strands of his hair. I could see that she didn''t touch him identally, she was doing it on purpose.


    Disturbed by her action I climbed down from the bed.


    When she saw my reflection in the mirror she turned around. "Good morning, Your Highness," she said,


    bowing deeply.


    "Good morning," I said although I had the urge to ignore her but being rude was just not my thing. "I will


    help His Highness; you may leave." She nced at Lucian, waiting for him to give her a sign that she


    could leave, but he didn''t move a muscle. Hesitating, she walked out of the room.


    I went up to Lucian and stood behind him, staring at his reflection. He didn''t look back at me or greet


    me like he does every morning. He just stared down at the book he held in his hand. Why was he


    behaving like this?


    "Won''t youb my hair since you dismissed the maid?" He asked, still looking at the book. I got the


    urge to pull his hair and mess it up. Maybe I should. He deserves it for the way he was treating me right


    now.


    "Of course," I said with the softest voice I could muster. I knew how to fix hair and many other things


    that princesses usually don''t have to know, because I was often bored, and I would tell Lydia and Ylva


    to teach me.


    The thing is I wasn''t nning on fixing his hair but ying with it. I took the brush and started brushing


    his hair. It was softer and thicker than my own. How could a man have such beautiful hair? It was not


    the time for admiring, it was time for messing around I reminded myself. I made a few braids here and


    there, not caring how they looked.


    "I am done," I said eagerly waiting to see his reaction. He closed the book and looked at his reflection.


    He frowned as I fought the urge tough. There was one braid in the middle, three on one side, and


    two on the other side. The braid in the middle is what made him look funniest. I couldn''t hold it in


    anymore and let loose a loud peal ofughter.


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    Lucian got up from his seat, a serious look on his face as he turned around. He grabbed my arm and


    yanked me close.


    "Are you ying with me now wife? You shouldn''t y with fire; you will get burned," he said with a low


    voice. He was intimidating but he chuckled when he saw the terrified look on my face.


    "No need to be scared, wife. I am just joking. Do you think you are the only one who can y around?"


    I pushed him away.


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    "That wasn''t funny."


    "Then is this funny?" he asked, pointing at his head and I couldn''t help butugh again.


    "You shouldn''t beughing at me when your hair looks like that," he said pointing at my head. I looked


    myself in the mirror and gasped. I was so angry and upied with him I didn''t even look at myself. My


    hair looked like a bird''s nest. I tried to straighten it with my hands before Lucian wrapped his arms


    around my waist from behind and hugged me to him.


    "Still, you look beautiful," he said near my ear, "and I like the sound of yourughter. It''s the first time


    I''ve heard youugh." I wanted to give in. I wanted him to hold me and hear all those sweet things, but


    no. I couldn''t just forget how coldly he had treated mest night. Breaking away from his hold, I crossed


    my arms, a defiant look on my face.


    "Did you have funst night?"


    "Did you?" he asked, irritating me even further. "You seem so reluctant to sleep in the same bed as me,


    so I bet you sleptfortablyst night." Comfortably? When he was with another woman?


    "You are cruel," I said and stalked out of the room into my personal room and closed the door. This time


    he at least came after me.


    "Hazel, open the door," he said, knocking loudly. I ignored him and decided to dress up without help.


    "Hazel? I said open the door." Who cares what you say? I thought, slipping out of my nightgown.


    Looking around for something to do other than open the door, I decided to take a bath, so I


    went into my personal bathroom. A hot bath was always prepared every morning. Taking off my towel, I


    slid into the hot water just as I heard something break. Footsteps ensued. I quickly pressed my knees


    to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs as Lucian walked in.


    "What are you doing? How can you just walk in like that?"


    "You don''t leave when I am talking to you," he said tly.


    "You can do what you want, so why can''t I?" I snapped. He walked closer to the bathtub and stared


    down at me. I felt so vulnerable. He crouched down and grabbed a strand of my wet hair in his hand.


    Something about the way he moved scared me. It was different as if something about him changed.


    "Because you don''t have the power to do so," he said. Even his voice terrified me at this moment, but I


    wasn''t going to show it.


    "What will you do? Beat me? Kill me?" I taunted, trying my best to mask my fear with arrogance.


    He leaned in close to my face "How about I burn you?"

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    A shiver went down my spine. The way he said it and the look in his eyes told me he was serious.


    "Why are you shocked? If I can beat you and kill you then why not burn you?"


    My throat went dry and I couldn''t bring myself to say something. Sighing, he stood up and left without a


    word.


    I didn''t see him for the rest of the day. He didn''te for breakfast or lunch and when it was time for


    dinner I asked one of the guards where he was.


    "His Highness went on a business journey, he won''t return until tomorrow," He exined.


    Even if he was angry, he should have told me. Yet another night I slept alone, but instead of feeling


    relieved, I felt lonely.


    When I woke up in the morning the first thing that came to my mind was Lucian. Was he still on his


    journey or had he already arrived?


    "Has his highnesse yet?" I asked the maid while shebed my hair.


    "No your highness" I sighed in disappointment. What if he was still angry and decided not toe?


    A knock on the door made me jump out of my chair. Lucian!! Maybe a maid hase to inform his


    arrival but no one opened the door. Strange.


    "Come in," I said and the door opened.


    "Who are you?" I heard the maid ask. I turned my head and gasped.


    "Lydia!! Ylva!!" I yelled running and hugging them like a little girl


    "Mydy please you shouldn''t hug us" Ylva pleaded but I Ignored her.


    "What are you doing here? How did you get here?"


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    "His highness brought us here," Lydia said. Lucian did? "He seems to really care for you" Suddenly I


    felt bad for fighting with him.


    "But it''s not allowed. How did father allow that?" I asked confused.


    "We really don''t know mydy." I wondered what Lucian did to make father let him take his maids. It''s


    something that is never allowed. Anyways I was very happy that I wasn''t alone anymore. Dismissing


    my maid I sat with Lydia and Ylva and told them everything that happened since I came here.


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    "So you are still a virgin?" Ylva asked shocked. "He must be a nice man if he agreed to wait." He is,


    sometimes. I didn''t tell them about the part where he said he would burn me. I was still confused about


    what he meant by that.


    When it was time for lunch I went to the dining room expecting Lucian to be waiting there but he wasn''t.


    Was he avoiding me? I just lost my appetite.


    "Where is his highness?" I asked a guard feeling like a desperate wife asking for her husband all the


    time.


    "His highness is in his study and don''t want to be disturbed." Ignoring him I went to the study. I opened


    the door and walked in without knocking. Nobody was inside as I walked in and looked around. My


    eyesnded on a letter on his desk. Out of curiosity, I opened it but there were only a few words written


    on it.


    ''Watch your back. Death ising.''

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    Watch you back. Death ising.


    Is this note written with blood? Oh, God.


    "What are you doing here?" suddenly Lucian was in the study.


    "What is this note?" I asked.


    "It''s nothing," he said taking it from me and putting it back.


    "Is someone threatening you or is it a joke?" I asked worriedly.


    "It''s nothing you need to worry about," he said grabbing my wrist and dragging me out of the study. He


    had a worried look on his face which told me that there was definitely something going on.


    "Did you like my present?" he asked before I could ask any further questions.


    "Yes, but why? I thought you were angry with me"


    "I was and I still am," he said leading the way to the dining room "sit down and let''s eat."


    I did as he said. He had that aura that signaled danger again. He sat opposite me and when our eyes


    met I could see mes in them, they weren''t calm. Something was definitely different about him, maybe


    there is something to the rumors.


    "How did you bring Lydia and Ylva?" I really wanted to know. Pce maids were never supposed to


    leave the pce since they can spill secrets of the pce. Once you enter the pce there is no way


    out, so he couldn''t have bought them. He looked up from his te and stared at me for a while.


    "I told the king.... that I would kill you otherwise," he said calmly. I choked on my food. Coughing and


    breathing for air my hand grabbed the ss of water. Drinking the water slowly I could finally breathe.


    ***************


    Lucian studied Hazel and waited to see the fear in her eyes even though he hoped she wouldn''t fear


    him but to his disappointment she did. She looked scared and confused. He was already pissed that


    she just two days ago thought that he would kill her or beat her just because she didn''t listen to him


    and now she looked at him as if he really would kill her. Maybe he was wrong when he thought she


    would be different. He didn''t even know why he went through all trouble to bring her maids.


    " I said that because it was the only way to bring them. You don''t really think I would kill you, do you?"


    he said trying hard to control his anger and frustration.


    "Then why did you say that you would burn me?" she asked.


    "Because...that''s what you think about me. You think I am a beast who beats and kills people then you


    would think that I can burn them as well right?" he said standing up from his seat and hitting the table


    with his fist which made her jump from her seat and stare at him in shock and fear. He hated that look


    in her eyes so he strode out of the room not wanting to see her anymore.


    Inside his study, he stared at the note.


    Watch you back death ising.


    No one would dare y such jokes with him except his brothers. Taking the note he went straight to his


    brother''s quarter. Walking through the halls his brother''s guards looked at him with fear and hatred, but


    that didn''t affect him as much as Hazel''s fear of him did. Strange he was used to being feared but his


    wife''s fear made him angry.


    The young maids stared at him with excitement. He could hear their giggles and whispers.


    "He is so tall, so handsome."


    "His hair is so beautiful, so are his eyes."


    "But he is mine."


    "You wish."


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    "Yes, I wish I worked for him. I would work all day in the kitchen and all night in his bedroom."


    And then they giggled. What they didn''t know was that he could hear everything they were saying.


    Reaching the main hall two guards blocked his way.


    "Your highness, how can we help you?" they asked politely.


    "How about moving out of my way?"


    "We can''t your highness. We are not allowed to let anyone in"


    "Then tell the crown prince toe out and talk to me or I will get in no matter what."


    They looked at each other " I am sorry, Your Highness."


    "So am I," he said, and before they could think he elbowed one in the stomach and kneed him in the


    face. The other one tried to swing at him but dodging the swing he went behind him grabbing his neck


    he hit the guards head on the wall. Leaving the guards on the ground he went on to find his brother. He


    was not in his study. He grabbed a maid walking through the hall by the arm.


    "Where is Pierre?" he hissed.


    "His highness is sleeping in his chamber," she replied scared. Letting go of her he made his way to the


    chamber and swung the door open just to find his brother having fun with a woman.


    "What the...." his brother began to yell but stopped when he saw it was Lucian. The half-naked woman


    brought the sheets up to cover herself.


    "Oh brother what a pleasant surprise," Pierre said with a fake tone "You just came on time, how about


    we share this beautifuldy?" he said caressing the woman''s cheek. Her eyes traveled up his body to


    his face and she gave him an approving smile.


    "That''s kind of you but this is not so kind," Lucian said holding up the note. Pierre got up from the bed


    to take a closer look at the note.


    "What makes you think I wrote this?" Pierre asked.


    "If it''s not you then you should know which one of your brothers wrote this"


    "And your brothers too" he corrected " I know that no one of them would y such a joke, we are not


    kids anymore Lucian"


    "You better be sure" Lucian threatened.


    "It seems you have yet another foe" his brother smirked.


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    Chapter 11


    I sat on the bed waiting for Lucian toe after eating dinner without him yet another night. There


    were a lot of things we needed to talk about but I didn''t want to fight with him again.


    Because that''s what you think about me. You think I am a beast who beats and kills people then you


    would think that I can burn them as well right?


    His voice echoed in my head. I never thought of him as a beast I just thought that he was different. He


    looked hurt before walking out of the dining room as if he didn''t want to see me again and I wondered if


    he really wouldn''te. Would I have to sleep alone again? I didn''t even get the chance to thank him


    for bringing Lydia and Ylva.


    I decided not to sleep alone and go look for him. I looked everywhere but couldn''t find him. Where


    could he be?


    "Do you know where I can find his highness?" I asked a guard.


    "He is in the barn, Your highness."


    I made my way to the barn where I found Lucian feeding his horse. It was dark inside and the only light


    came from the full moon. As if sensing my presence he looked around until his eyesnded on me.


    "I was looking for you," I said walking closer to him.


    "Why?" he asked pping his horse.


    "It''s just that we have been fighting a lottely and we never spend time together...I never see you


    these days and I just...I just.."


    "You just what?" he said taking a step closer.


    "I just want to spend time with you"


    "Why?"


    "What do you mean by why?" I said frustrated at his questions.


    Grabbing my arm he pulled me closer. "Why means why? why do you want to spend time with me? do


    you like me? do you miss me? do you want me? you''re not scared anymore? that I might kill you, beat


    you, or burn you?" I could hear the hurt in his voice.


    "Yes, you scare me sometimes but you treat me well too."


    He didn''t seem satisfied with my answer but his eyes softened and he let go of my arm " It''ste you


    should go to sleep, I will stay here for a while" he finally said.


    "I will stay with you" I insisted.


    He opened his mouth to protest but said nothing turning his attention to his horse. I sat down on a


    haystack nearby where I could still see him and talk to him.


    "Thank you for bringing my maids," I said but got no response. I tried toe up with something to talk


    about while my eyes studied him in the darkness. He looked different as if he belonged to the darkness


    or was part of it.


    "Do you want to go for a ride?" he suddenly asked.


    "Yes," I said excited but we were wearing our royal clothes. As if reading my thoughts "there is knitwear


    right there" he said pointing to the corner of the barn. I saw nothing because it was too dark but walking


    closer I saw them. How could he see them from far away? Or maybe he already knew they were there.


    I turned around to ask where I would change but walked almost into his chest.


    "You scared me."


    "I am sorry. I just thought you would need help getting out of your dress" he exined.


    "You don''t expect me to change here?"


    "Why not? No one is here and it''s dark" he smirked. It was true. I couldn''t see him clearly.


    "I can manage myself"


    "Alright, just call for me if you need help," he said and left.


    I looked around to see that he wasn''t nearby and began to undress, but yes it was really hard to


    untangle the ropes on the back of my dress and my arms began to hurt.


    "Are you sure you don''t need help?" Lucian''s voice came from behind as he walked closer. "Let me


    help you" he said and started to untie the back of my dress without waiting for a reply. Now and then


    his hand would touch my bare skin while untying " I will wait for you outside" he said when he was


    done.


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    The clothes were a bit too big for me but it didn''t bother me. Lucian was waiting outside with his horse


    when I came out of the barn.


    "Is there any particr ce you want to go?" he asked.


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    "Anywhere is fine," I said.


    He helped me up on the horse and we rode off in the night. I have never felt so free before. We went to


    the market and walked amongmon people and I was so fascinated by the whole thing because I


    had never been to a market before and never walked amongmon people. Then we rode into the


    woods.


    "What are we doing here?" I asked.


    "I want to show you something," he said and after a while, we came to a ce in the woods where


    many small yellow lights were flying over the whole ce.


    "What is this?" I asked while Lucian helped me down.


    "It''s fireflies. Do you know why they glow?"


    "No"


    "It''s to attract mates or prey." He exined.


    I looked at then fascinated. I never knew these things existed.


    "They are beautiful," I said.


    "Not as much as you are," he said walking right behind me.


    I stopped and turned around. Our eyes met and like every time I look into his eyes I felt a force pulling


    me toward him, making me forget everything else. I wondered if he knew what kind of effect his eyes


    had on me.


    "Your eyes are burning" I whispered when I could finally speak.


    He grabbed the back of my head, pulling my face close to his. I could feel his warm breath on my face


    and butterflies in my stomach.


    "Not only are my eyes burning, my whole body is burning with need Hazel," he says as his gaze travels


    down to my lips.


    I open my mouth to fill my lungs with air and my ears get flooded by the pounding sound of my heart.


    He slowly leans in and presses his lips on mine. The touch is soft and gentle but as soon as our lips


    touch he pushes me away and takes two long steps back.

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    What just happened? Only a taste of her lips and he could feel his demon wanting toe out. He only


    felt like that when he was really angry, then his demon woulde out to punish whoever enraged


    him. As time went he had learned to control his anger and keep the demon in check. It has been a long


    time since his demon wanted toe out so why now?


    Take her! She is yours. She belongs to you. The voice inside his headmanded.


    "Is something wrong?" Hazel asked confused as she walked closer to him.


    "Don''te close!" he almost yelled wrapping his arms around his body. He could see hurt in her eyes


    but he didn''t want to hurt her like the time he set his brother on fire. Every time his demon wanted out


    he did bad things.


    Hazel turned around and started to walk away. She was probably angry which he could understand but


    how could he exin when he himself could not understand. He couldn''t even go after her, he needed


    to calm down his demon first.


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    Tears filled my eyes as I walked away. It was my first kiss and he was acting as if it was disgusting. If


    he didn''t like it he could at least hide it. He didn''t have to be so rude. I didn''t know where I was going


    but I didn''t care. As I walked further into the woods it became darker and darker, feeling scared I turned


    around to walk back but couldn''t find the way. God, I was lost and it was dark. I yelled Lucian''s name


    several times but got no answer.


    Always being a sheltered child and never being alone I was petrified and started to panic. Running


    around in the woods I tried to find my way back without any sess. Tired I sat next to a tree. Where


    was Lucian now when I needed him?


    "Hazel!" I turned my head to the side. Lucian was walking toward me "I was looking for you."


    "Really? I thought you would be happy if I got lost and you wouldn''t have to see me again" I snapped


    resentfully.


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    As if he didn''t hear me "let''s go home" he said.


    Standing up "What if I don''t want to?" I know I was being childish but I was angry and just wanted an


    apology or an exnation.


    He shot me a hard re "You better listen to me or you won''t like what I will do to you," he muttered


    under his breath. He was trembling as he spoke. Was he that angry?


    "Fine, you better exin to me once we are home."


    When we arrived at our chamber I crossed my arms over my chest. "So exin!" I demanded.


    "Exin what?"


    "Why you are behaving rudely and threatening me by saying that I won''t like what you will do to me.


    What will you do?" I asked in a challenging tone.


    Surely he wouldn''t beat me, kill me or burn. So what would he do? starve me? Lock me in somewhere?


    He looked at me and I saw a glint in his eyes.


    "Maybe you will like what I will do to you," he said crossing the distance between us and backing me


    against the wall.


    A devilish smile appeared on his face as he ced his hands above my head on the wall and caged


    me against it with his muchrger body. His spicy scent was like a druging off him stronger than


    before, intoxicating me.


    "I want to kiss you, to part your lips with my tongue and slide inside your mouth. I want to pin your


    naked body underneath mine and feel you tremble while I do all kinds of wicked things a man can


    possibly do to a woman. I want to hear soft moans of pleasure escape your beautiful lips" he said


    tracing his thumb over my lips. My breath caught in my throat as he leaned down and brushed his lips


    against my ear "I want to feel heat radiate from your body."


    Lord, I was already aroused by his words and I couldn''t breathe. I needed to get away but I felt weak in


    the knees so I put my hands on his chest to push him away which made him chuckle.


    "Why are you doing the opposite of what your body wants?" he asked. I don''t know myself I just want to


    breathe. Maybe I am scared even though I am excited, Maybe I am not ready even though my legs are


    trembling.


    "Fine," he exhales as he lets me push him away "soon you will let me do all these things to you and


    more." He was behaving differently. Never has he approached me like this before,so straightforward.


    He was always slow and careful giving me time to think and breathe.


    "I''ll sleep in my room tonight otherwise I can''t promise to behave myself," he said as he walked to his


    room. "Goodnight wife" and with that, he closed the door leaving me alone.


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    Iy down on the bed trying to sleep but couldn''t. He said he was burning with need so why did he


    push me away? Then he acted cold, then he told me he wanted to kiss me and do wicked things to me.


    I was really confused. After a while, I fell asleep.


    "Mydy, mydy wake up" I heard Ylvas voice.


    "Let me sleep," I muttered in a sleepy voice.


    "Mydy please I need to prepare you and you have slept too long. You are not a child anymore you


    are a married woman."


    "Did she wake up?" what seemed like Lydia''s voice asked.


    "No. I have been trying to wake her for a while."


    I heard the door open and then it became quiet.


    Finally!!!


    "Leave us. I will wake her up" a deep voice spoke. After a few seconds, a spicy scent invaded my


    senses and I felt fingers remove the hair from my face cing it behind my ear.


    "Hazel..."


    "I want to sleep some more" I cut him off.


    "You couldn''t sleepst night," he seemed to be speaking to himself. "I didn''t mean to scare you."


    You didn''t scare me. You made me want you then you hurt me then you made me angry and then


    aroused. God! I never felt so many emotions in one night before.


    "But I meant everything I said" he continued "I do want you and you will eventually admit you want me


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    Chapter 13


    Iy in the bathtub as Lydia washed my hair after Lucian had left to let me sleep some more. I knew


    she wanted to ask something but didn''t know if she should, so she was silent.


    "He kissed me," I said. Her eyes sparkled.


    "Really? Finally!" she said, "How did it feel?"


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    "It felt..." I remembered when our lips touched the warmth that spread through my body and when our


    lips separated the emptiness and coldness that came with it. I wanted more, "It felt good," I said.


    "But you just kissed nothing more?" she asked.


    "No,"


    "Don''t worry there will be more," she said.


    "Lydia?"


    "Yes, mydy,"


    "How does the first time feel?" I asked. She sensed that I was worried it would hurt and that I wouldn''t


    like it. Just the thought of being naked in front of a man made my cheeks burn.


    "Don''t worry. I am sure his highness will be gentle since he seems to care for you" she said reassuring


    me "trust me, no man would have waited so long for the woman to agree. He would have taken you


    whether you liked it. I was actually worried for you mydy but now that I got to see his highness I am


    sure he is a good man and will take good care of you."


    Everything she said was true. He never denied me anything and treated me well. I should be more


    understanding toward him and try to get close to him, but why am I afraid? Am I afraid of him? Or afraid


    of myself around him? It''s like I don''t have control over my body and mind around him, and his gaze


    and scent make me feel things I have never felt before.


    "And you have to admit your husband is one very good looking man. I can see how the maids drool


    over him," she smiled "he must have a lot of mistresses," she continued but regretted it when she


    realized what she had said.


    "I am sorry" she whispered with sad eyes, "I didn''t mean to..."


    "It''s fine "I cut her off "It''s not like I don''t know". This was just my fate as a woman.


    After the bath, Ylva came in and helped me dress up. I really missed the way she dressed me and


    made my hair. She knew my taste and what suited me best so she would always make me look


    beautiful, but this time she made me look even more beautiful.


    "What is the special asion today?" I asked.


    "Nothing mydy. You should always look your best since you have such a good-looking husband," she


    said, winking at me.


    "Thank you," I said as another maid walked in.


    "Her highness? where would you like to eat your breakfast?" she asked.


    "In the garden" it was my favorite ce. Nodding, she walked away. I stood up from my seat to look


    myself closer in the mirror. I was wearing a wine red dress with long loose sleeves but bare shoulder. It


    was tight around the waist and up, but loose from the waist down. It had beautiful white patterns on the


    chest and at the end of the sleeves.


    My hair was divided into two half. A straight lower half and a curlier upper half held up by silver


    hairpins.


    "You are amazing, Ylva," I said satisfied with how I looked.


    "As long as you are happy, mydy," she smiled.


    I went to the garden where breakfast had been served.


    "Has Luc..I mean his highness had breakfast?" I asked the maid.


    "No, her highness. His highness went to meet the crown prince. The king is unwell," she said. If the


    king is unwell, I should go too, I thought.


    I knew that the quarter next to ours was the crown prince''s quarters, so I went over. As I walked in Levi


    came running to me "Mydy" he said with a smile "thank you for the mealst time I never got to thank


    you." He is such a sweet kid and well behaved. Crouching down to his level, "You are wee. How


    old are you?"I asked.


    "I am ten. Mydy?" his expression suddenly changed.


    "Yes"


    "Please protect uncle Lucian"


    "Why?" I asked curiously.


    "Because if the king dies, my father will kill all my uncles." My heart stopped. I knew that to be a


    king, a prince has to kill all his brothers or exile them. Unfortunately, most of them or almost all killed


    their brother to eliminate all kinds of threat to the throne. I never liked that idea, but I never thought


    much of it. Now that Lucian was involved, I felt scared and worried and absolutely hated the idea. How


    can brothers kill each other?


    "Mydy" a dark manly voice came from behind. Standing up, I turned around. A soldier who seemed


    to be a higher rank ording to his clothes, maybe a general stood there.


    "How can I help you?" he asked.


    "I am looking for the crown prince and his highness Lucian" I said.


    "The princes have gone to visit the king and I am sorry but no one else is allowed to visit," he said


    politely. I had a feeling that I have seen him before.


    "Have we met before?" I asked.


    "Yes, mydy. I am one of his highness Lucians men" he exined, "I brought you here on your


    wedding day." If he was one of Lucian''s men and Lucian wasn''t here, what was he doing here? Did he


    follow me?


    "Are you following me?" I asked.


    "I apologize, but it''s my duty to keep you safe" he said with his deep voice. Was the situation that bad?


    "I ammander Lincoln, please let me escort you back, mydy. It''s not safe for you to be here."


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    Lincoln escorted me back to our quarters where many soldiers were gathered, some of them walking


    back and forth and some speaking in a serious tone. Of the situations were definitely very bad. "Are


    you sure his highness is fine?"I asked Lincoln.


    "Don''t worry mydy,I am sure he is fine," he assured.


    "Lincoln!" a man called from behind. Turning around a found a young man with long blonde hair and


    blue eyes walking toward us. He was wearing a military attire and had a smile on his face. Walking


    closer he looked even much younger maybe seventeen or eighteen.


    "Mydy" he said and bowed, then he turned to Lincoln and they hugged each other.


    "I am d you are back" Lincoln said.


    "Yeah so am I. It''s such a pain to be with the other princes, I am happy to be back here and hopefully I


    will stay here with prince Lucian forever once the king dies" he said simply.


    "Be careful" Lincoln warned "he is not dead yet."


    "But his condition is very bad. He will either die tomorrow or the day after." I gasped and their gazes


    turned toward me. Lincoln cleared his throat "This is princess Hazel prince Lucian''s wife" he said


    introducing me.


    "I guessed that" the young man said scratching his neck shyly and his eyes still avoiding me "I am


    Oliver. I apologize for my way of speaking. I can''t keep my mouth shut" he admitted.


    "What happens if the kings dies?" I asked still worried about that fact


    "Nothing much" Oliver said shrugging his shoulders as if it was not much of a problem" we will fight for


    prince Lucian to take the throne" he smiled.


    "It''s not that easy" Lincoln said while my eyesnded on Lucian walking from far away. He was also


    wearing a military attire with a sword on his left side. He looked taller, stronger, and even more


    dangerous wearing these clothes. His footsteps made a clicking sound that echoed through the hallway


    while his hair got blown away by the wind showing an expressionless face.


    "Your highness" Oliver smiled as Lucian walked closer and stood in front of us.


    "Good, you are back alive," Lucian said patting Oliver''s shoulder "Lincoln I will talk to youter but now


    I need to speak with my wife for a moment," he said as he turned his gaze to me. The men left us


    alone.


    Lucians took some steps back as his gaze traveled down by body and up again. He tilted his head a bit


    as his eyes glittered with amusement. "Did you dress up for me wife?"


    Oh God. I had forgotten how Ylva made me look. Was it too much? Maybe I overdid it.


    Walking closer he grabbed my chin lifting my head slightly he gazed into my eyes "you look so beautiful


    you make me forget all of my worries"

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    Chapter 14


    Lucian gazed down at Hazel as she blushed, and he couldn''t help but bring his hand up and caress her


    pink cheek with his thumb. Heavens knew how much he wanted to lean down and kiss her. She was


    tempting him with this red dress and her bare neck and shoulders. He had been surprised and relieved


    that he hadn''t forced himself on herst night when his demon was in control. Seems that his demon


    craves Hazel as much as he does the only difference is that his demon doesn''t care about Hazel''s


    feelings while Lucian does.


    "Are you alright? I heard that the king is unwell" she asked worried. He had almost forgotten the big


    problem he had to deal with when he saw her.


    "Hazel, I want you to pack some clothes, we will leave the castle". He didn''t want for Hazel to stay


    another minute here. The king could die anytime and he knew that he would be the one to be attacked


    first, since his brothers hated him. Hazel looked confused at him "I will exin everything on the way"


    he said "now hurry!".


    Once Hazel left Lincoln approached him "Your highness the horses are ready".


    "Did oliver get information on what by brother''s n to do?" Lucian asked.


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    "Yes, your highness. The crown prince is nning on attacking you first once the king dies and he has


    already pinned your brothers against each other, so that they kill each other and his job bes


    easier,". That sounded just like Pierre. Lucian had already expected that from his brother.


    "What did he tell them?"


    "That I don''t know your highness. But your brothers have already begun to travel to gather their allies to


    help them get the crown. You should do that as well." That would be the difficult part since not many


    would want to be his allies and help him because of the rumors about him.


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    As if Lincoln read his thoughts he said "We should start with Maebeth kingdom." His wife''s kingdom


    was a small kingdom that didn''t have much power. Even if they agreed to help him, it wouldn''t be that


    much of a help.


    Lydia packed a few clothes for me while Ylva helped me get dressed into morefortable clothes.


    Both were worried when I told them about the situation. Just to calm them down "everything is going to


    be alright" I said even though I myself wasn''t sure about that.


    I walked out to the garden where Lucian seemed to be busy speaking to some soldiers. I just stood


    there staring at him. I have never seen him speak much before. He was a man of few words. Until now


    we never had a conversation thatsted long, and I really wanted our marriage to work.


    "Mydy" looking to my side, I found a smiling Oliver approaching me. Something about him was


    different. He didn''t look like the usually tough and silent soldier, he looked rather innocent and yful


    even though he was tall and looked strong.


    "Do you prefer a white or a ck horse?" he asked. Did he expect me to ride myself? I knew that most


    princesses know how to ride, it was something a royalty should know but my father never even let me


    out let alone learn something. I was more a prisoner than a princess back home.


    "She will ride with me" Lucian said suddenly, standing next to me and taking my hand in his. Oliver


    smiled, a smile that reached his eyes. What was he so happy about?


    "Fine" he said shrugging his shoulders.


    I ced my arms around Lucians waist as we rode off. "Hold on tight, we will ride fast" he had told me,


    but I didn''t expect it would be this fast. Even though I thought this was too fast, many soldiers were


    riding faster than us, slowing down now and then for Lucian to catch up. That''s when I realized he was


    actually riding slowpared to how fast he usually rides.


    "You don''t have to slow down because of me," I said, "I am fine."


    He chuckled, "are you sure?"


    "Yes" I replied.


    "Fine, then" he said in a challenging way and suddenly it felt as if I was flying away. The air whipping


    my face and hair and I got really scared, holding onto Lucian even more. My grip was so hard around


    his waist I wondered if he could breathe, but he wasn''tining. Trees, houses, cliffs andkes


    were passing by quickly before my eyes and I felt dizzy and sick. I tried to close my eyes and ignore


    the dizziness and the urge to vomit, but I couldn''t fight it for long.


    "Please stop" I whispered clutching onto Lucian wondering if he even heard what I said.


    Abruptly he stopped, " are you alright?" he asked. I climbed down from the horse fast without any help


    and ran to the nearest tree, throwing up everything in my stomach. Lucian was already beside me and


    held my hair away. "Don''t.." I began before throwing up again. I didn''t want him to see me like this.


    "It''s alright" he said, massaging my back with one hand as he still held my hair with the other. I was so


    embarrassed when I turned around and found that all the soldiers stood there looking at me.


    Lucian gave me a handkerchief as one of the guards handed him a bottle of water, which he gave to


    me as well. "Drink" he said as I wiped my mouth still embarrassed "you should have told me to slow


    down."


    I took sips of the water while Lucian watched me intently, as if I would copse anytime.


    "I''m fine, let''s continue " I smiled. I didn''t want the journey to take longer than usual because of me.

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    Chapter 15


    We sat leaning against a tree after Lucian told his men that we should rest for a while. I knew he was


    doing it for me.


    "Where are we going?" I asked.


    "To Maebeth. To your family." He was going to ask my father to help in this war between brothers. "Will


    you really kill your brothers?" I asked carefully.


    "Yes" he said without hesitation. I shivered at the thought.


    "Even your nephews?" he clenched his jaw and closed his eyes, then opened them again.


    "I won''t have to kill them because my brothers will."


    Why? They are just kids. Why kill your family for the throne? That''s something I could never


    understand. Standing up "we should continue" he said. We continued our journey, and I was thankful


    that Maebeth wasn''t far away from Decresh, so we reached there at night, after riding the whole day.


    My three brothers were the ones to wee us. They spoke mostly to Lucian, ignoring me totally. I


    wasn''t expecting more; we were never close. Our family always separated men and women. While


    men were respected, almost worshipped women were mostly a property that belonged to the men or


    ready to be sold anytime.


    "The king is busy right now but will meet you tomorrow morning. You should eat and rest for now" my


    brother Harris said as he led us to the guest quarters. Looking at him and the rest of my brothers, I


    couldn''t help but wonder if they would kill each other when father dies.


    "What a rude brother you have. It seems you are not close with your brothers either," he said as we


    entered the guest room.


    "True" I said as my gazended on the table next to the bed where several food dishes were served


    covered with white food cover. I thought I would be hungry but my stomach was still upset from the ride


    so I didn''t feel like eating anything.


    "Are you hungry?" I asked, my eyes traveling toward Lucian. He had already taken off his military attire


    and was left wearing a loose shirt that showed off his chest with a pair of pants. It has been three


    nights since we slept in the same room, so I felt nervousness take over my senses as I remembered


    what he had told mest night. He wanted to do wicked things to me. Wicked? I had asked Ylva what


    wicked means, and she had told me it means devilish, sinful.


    "What are you thinking about?" Lucian askedying on the bed leaning his head on his hand, watching


    me with those captivating eyes.


    "Nothing" I said shaking my head, standing stiffly on the same spot.


    "Come here" he said, patting next to him on the bed. He wants to do sinful things to me. I urged myself


    to move and took my cloak off, walking to the bed. Iy down on my back next to him hesitantly, looking


    up at the ceiling to avoid his intense gaze. From the corner of my eyes, I could still see that he was


    staring at me in a silence that became unbearable.


    "Lucian?" He took a deep breath.


    "I never liked my name. My brothers used to tease me with it, calling me Lucifer, making my name


    sound like a curse. Now when you say my name, I like it. You make it sound like a beautiful prayer." I


    turned to look at him. He had a faint smile on his face, but there was sadness in his golden eyes.


    "Your name is beautiful, and it''s not a curse. Lucian means ''Man of light''." He looked at me surprised,


    but then his face became serious.


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    "I am no man of light," he said, " there is darkness inside of me."


    "Everyone has a bit of darkness inside of them, that''s ok because darkness and light can''t exist without


    each other."


    "Are you trying tofort me?" he asked with a smile.


    "I am just speaking the truth," I said.


    It became silent again, even though I had a thousand questions on my mind. Will you really kill your


    brothers? What about the note written in blood? Do you like me? But the question that came out of my


    mouth was, "Why did you agree on waiting to consume the wedding?"


    "You feared me and you still are sometimes."


    "I don''t want to be" I admitted.


    "I would never hurt you.. but sometimes... I am not myself."


    "What do you mean?"


    Hey on his back with a sigh, "I am tired, let''s sleep. I will tell you some other time" he said. I wanted


    to know, but I was exhausted myself as I found it hard to keep my eyes open. Closing my eyes, I let the


    darkness take over.


    I woke up in the morning with Lucian next to me. He was still sleeping on his back, but shirtless. The


    sheets covered his stomach, but his powerful chest and arms were bare. His raven ck hair was


    spread across the pillow, looking soft and shiny like silk. I took some of his hair in my hand and inhaled


    his spicy scent that did things to my body I couldn''t exin.


    My eyes traveled to his face. His eyebrows were thick and perfectly shaped and his eyshes long and


    shiny. Now, with his eyes closed, they almost brushed his impressive cheekbones. His nose sharp and


    hooked cast a shadow on lips that spoke of sensuality. While his hair was dark as the night his skin


    was pale as the moon, so smooth it made my fingers itch for a touch. I ran my fingers along the edge of


    his sharp jawline up to the curve of his lips admiring his good looks when his eyes fluttered open and I


    stared into them unable to remove my gaze. That''s when I realized why I had never studied his face


    before. His eyes were too captivating to make me notice the rest of his face. They held power and


    passion, but they also spoke of secrets and pain.


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    He smiled with his eyes. I removed my hand and nced away, blushing hard. Even though I couldn''t


    see him, I could feel his smile widen at my reaction.


    "No need to shy away wife, I am all yours. You can stare and touch however much you want."


    When I said nothing because I was so embarrassed, he got up from bed and walked toward the table.


    My eyesnded on his broad muscr drawn-back shoulders as he walked gracefully. He wasn''t too


    muscr but well built and lean. As he walked, he ran his hand through his hair and my heart skipped


    a beat. Something with the way he walked and moved did strange things to my body. No wonder the


    maids drooled over him. I had seen his bare upper body before, but he had been soaked in blood back


    then. Now... wait! The scars! Even though some of his hair was covering his back but I could still see


    most of it and there were no scars. It''s not possible. His wounds were very deep and I am sure they


    would leave scars, but there were none.


    "Wait!" I said before he could slide into his robe. I got up and walked over to him.


    "Wait" I repeated, grabbing his arm and making him turn around. I removed the rest of his hair. No


    scars, not even a tiny one. His skin looked so smooth, as if he never got whipped, not even once. It''s


    not possible, I thought, shaking my head.


    "What is it?" he asked, confused, turning around.


    "There are.. no scars. No scars on your back," I breathed in shock, "How?"


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    Chapter 16


    "Ah, the scars? They healed" he said simply pulling the robe over his shoulders.


    "That''s impossible, they can''t heal that fast and even if they did, they would leave scars," I said still


    trying to make sense of everything.


    "Well, they healed, and they didn''t leave any scars," was all he said," now your father is waiting, I need


    to get going."


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    I was still confused as he walked to the bathroom. Not possible was all my brain was telling me.


    After taking a bath, dressing up and making my hair with the help of some maids, I was on my way to


    the dining room. Lucian had already left to not make my father wait. I opened the door to the dining


    room and walked inside. Father was sitting on the short side of the table as mother and Lucian were


    sitting opposite each other on the long side of it. As I walked closer, I noticed that no one was eating,


    and the atmosphere was tense. Lucian''s hands were clenched under the table and father''s expression


    told me he was displeased. They didn''t even notice that I had walked into the room.


    Mother was the first to notice me, so she stood up from her seat and came over to me.


    "Darling I missed you so much" she said hugging me but got cut off by father.


    "Teresa! Behave yourself" he said and mother tensed and walked back to her seat. I hated this, they


    could never act as parents. Father loved to show off his power, and mother was too scared of him to do


    anything she wanted.


    "Hazel! The queen and I need to speak with you alone" he said as he and mother stood up from their


    seats and started walking to the door that led to the next room. I nced over at Lucian, who was still


    sitting as a statue. He looked up and the expression on his face made my heart clench.


    "Hurry!" father said, who had already walked into the room. I hurried inside and the door got closed,


    leaving Lucian alone in the dining room. What was happening? What did he do to Lucian?


    Father walked to the center of the room and turned around with his arms crossed over his chest. "Your


    husband is asking for my help" he started with a frown "but I can''t invest in a war I am going to lose." I


    couldn''t believe my ears. I knew that the kingdom was always his priority, but I thought if his child was


    in danger he would at least help a little.


    "What makes you so sure we will lose?" I asked.


    "Your husband has no allies because of the rumors about him, thus his brothers are stronger now" he


    exined.


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    "So you will not help even if it means I can die?" I asked slowly bing impatient.


    "That''s why you can stay here with us, if you want?" mother said.


    "Are you telling me to leave my husband?"


    "He can''t protect you, you don''t need someone who can''t protect you" father insisted. I can''t believe


    this! He was the one who made me get married to Lucian even though he knew of his reputation and


    without considering my feelings just for power, and now he was telling me toe back.


    "And you can''t throw me away and take me back whenever you want" I spat.


    "Hazel!" mother said with a warning.


    "Be careful! You cannot speak to your king like that" father yelled.


    "You are not my king anymore. Remember, you sold me to another kingdom for power," I snapped "I


    am leaving with my husband now. If I die it''s fine, I will die with him. I was never treated like a living


    person here anyway," I said. I never defied my parents. I don''t know where I the courage from this time.


    Turning my back, I strode out of the room.


    Lucian was nowhere in the dining room. Where did he go?


    "Seems your husband thinks it''s a good idea to leave you here as well" father voice came from behind.


    I clenched my fists to control the anger that was building up inside of me. How could Lucian leave me


    here without asking me if I wanted to stay? Ignoring my father, I ran out of the dining room through the


    halls to the main garden. Everyone was staring at me in shock because it was udylike to run, but I


    didn''t care. I just hoped that Lucian hadn''t left yet and was relieved when I found him outside with his


    men.


    Everyone was gathered with their horses, which only meant they were leaving. Lucian was leaving


    without me. Angry, I walked toward him. When he saw me he looked surprised, but when he realized I


    was angry he frowned. I walked closer and pped him across the face. I heard some gaspsing


    from the guards and some of them stared in shock. Lucian ran his fingers through his hair as he looked


    back at me. A smile crept its way to his face, and I was shocked at his reaction. He should be angry for


    pping him, especially in front of everyone, so why was he smiling?


    "What is the reason for pping me wife?" he asked rubbing his cheek as if it hurt even though I was


    sure it didn''t hurt him, not physically anyway.


    "Don''t call me wife. If I was your wife, you wouldn''t have decided to leave me." He looked at me


    confused.


    "I thought you are the one that wanted to stay," he said.


    "And what makes you think that way?" I asked. His gaze shifted to something behind me and he


    clenched his jaw. I looked behind me. Father was standing at the entry looking amused. It was father.


    He told Lucian I wanted to stay.

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    Chapter 17


    We were riding fast through the woods after leaving father disappointed for failing in his mission to


    make me stay. "Are you sure you want toe with me?" Lucian had asked. "Your life will be in


    danger." I had decided that I would rather live in danger than live like a dead person, but that wasn''t the


    main reason I didn''t want to stay. I didn''t want to stay because I wanted to be with Lucian.


    "Feeling alright?" Lucian asked after slowing down.


    "Yes, I am fine. I think I am getting used to it" I said, slightly exhrated. "Where are we going?"


    "To Gatrish" he replied. Gatrish, a kingdom known for its wars, very and prostitution. Their king was


    a cruel king with a thirst for blood and appetite for women. It is said that he takes a new wife and a new


    concubine everyday and that liquor, parties and sex are a part of his daily life and everyone else''s living


    in the kingdom.


    "Are you sure it''s a good idea to go there?" I asked.


    "I know their king. He is the only one who might agree to help," he exined. I could still not get over


    the fact that he would kill his brothers, even though it was amon thing for princes. I know if he


    doesn''t kill them they would probably kill him: I just wished there would be another way to solve this


    problem.


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    I imagine that asking the King of Gatrish for help would just make things worse, even though I didn''t


    know him personally.


    We rode the whole day, just taking a few breaks to eat and rest, then we continued riding for the rest of


    the night. I wondered how Lucian could stay awake. I would fall asleep and wake up now and then,


    holding onto him tight, scared not to fall from the horse because I was too tired to stay awake.


    This time when I woke up, it was morning. The sun shone brightly, the breeze warmer thanst night


    blew Lucians soft hair into my face. I pulled my hand away from Lucian''s waist and to remove his hair


    from my face, but had the sudden impulse to smell it. I grabbed it and inhaled. How could he always


    smell so good?


    "Good morning wife" he greeted and I quickly dropped his hair embarrassed.


    "Good morning," I whispered back. Looking at my surroundings I noticed that everyone rode slowly.


    The soldiers chatted andughed as they rode, not a hint of tiredness showing on their faces, even


    though they didn''t sleep the whole night.


    "We have arrived. You will be able to rest soon," he said while we rode over a bridge that led to a big


    metal gate with a guard on each side. Lincoln jumped down from his horse and went up to one of the


    guards. They spoke a few words and then the two guards opened the gate for us to enter. As we


    entered, I swallowed the lump in my throat. I was not looking forward to meeting this king, and I


    became even more worried when Lucian and his men were told to leave their weapons in a storeroom


    before entering the castle.


    Lucian did so without hesitation, and his men followed. I just stared at them, wide-eyed. Were they on a


    death mission? I put my hand on Lucian''s arm before entering, giving him a worried and questioning


    look. He returned with a reassuring smile before following the guard that would show us the way to the


    bloodthirsty king.


    "Prince Lucian has arrived, Your Majesty," the guard informed before opening the door to a room that


    seemed to be a room for meetings.


    "Draco!" my eyes darted to where the sound came from. A tall man dressed casually stood in the


    middle of the room, a smile stered on his face as he walked closer to us.


    "Your Majesty," Lucian replied, bowing. Wait? Majesty? I had imagined the king to be a short, ugly bald


    man over his thirties with dirty teeth. Why? I don''t know. Maybe because of his reputation, but this man


    was tall and seemed to be in his mid-twenties. His dirty blonde shoulder-length hair perfectly matched


    his sun-kissed skin. If it wasn''t for the scar on his face that stretched from his left eyebrow to his right


    eye, people would drown in his ocean blue eyes. He was good looking.


    "Oh, please," the King said, waving with his hand. "I thought we had dropped the formalities." He tipped


    his head to one side as he noticed me standing next to Lucian and studied me with his piercing blue


    eyes.


    "This is my wife, Hazel" Lucian introduced. I tried to smile as he walked closer. He took my hand in his


    and ced a soft kiss on my knuckles.


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    "It''s a pleasure to meet you, Princess," he said, then turned his gaze to Lucian. "I never thought our


    Draco would marry anytime soon." This was the second time he had called Lucian ''Draco''. I was


    confused. "But of course, with your looks anything is possible, isn''t that right, Princess Hazel?" he


    asked, looking my way. I froze up, unable to reply. When I didn''t respond, heughed. He made me


    nervous in a bad way.


    "You guys must be hungry and tired; lets eat!"


    We were served fried potatoes, eggs, toast, and ham. A basket filled with an assortment of fruit stood


    in the middle of the table and servants came in with different kinds of drinks. A servant whispered


    something into the king''s ear and he smiled at us.


    "My sisters Astrid and ra will join us for breakfast. ra has been dying to meet you since you


    saved her life." The King said looking at Lucian. Lucian saved the King''s sister? Is that why he thought


    that the king would help us?


    "Oh, here they are," he said as two beautifuldies entered the dining room. They looked just like the


    king with their long blonde hair and blue eyes and seemed to be around my age. "This is my sister


    Astrid," the King said, gesturing to the one with short blonde hair wearing a yellow dress that matched


    her blonde locks. "and this is ra." He finished, pointing to the one with longer hair that almost


    reached to her waist. She was wearing a blue dress that made her blue eyes stand out even more. So


    she was the one Lucian saved? She was stunningly beautiful. I couldn''t help but wonder if that was the


    reason Lucian saved her.


    "You know Lucian, and this is his wife Hazel" he said, introducing us in return. ra''s eyes widened as


    she stared at us, confused, but quickly got over her puzzlement and smiled.


    "Wee. We are happy to have you here" Astrid smiled.

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    Chapter 18


    ra kept ncing Lucian''s way as we ate our breakfast, while the King and Lucian spoke informally


    with each other, which surprised me. The King was willing to help Lucian as they were already


    speaking of how to win this war. I only feared he would ask for something in exchange. Something bad.


    "You should stay here until the King dies, then we will take action," the King said. As if waiting for


    someone''s death was a daily urrence.


    "Rasmus? can you stop acting like a King at least until we eat our breakfast?" ra asked.


    Rasmus, ra, Astrid: their names sounded northern.


    "Of course" Rasmus smiled at his sister.


    "We have a party tonight. I hope you can attend after you have rested," he then said to me and Lucian.


    "Of course" Lucian replied.


    "Astrid, why don''t you take them to a nice room. I am sure they would like to rest."


    I was so tired, but as Iid on the bed next to Lucian all I could do was ask questions.


    "You seem to know Rasmus pretty well," I began.


    "Yes," was all he said before closing his eyes. Hey on his back while Iy on my side, facing him.


    "Why does he call you Draco?"


    "It''s just a nickname" he said shortly. This wasn''t working. I couldn''t reach through to him. Maybe he


    was too tired.


    "His sisters are beautiful."


    He shot his eyes open and looked my way. He looked at me calctingly for a while before he replied,


    "Yes, they are."


    "How did you save his sister" I asked curiously. I think I saw a brief smile on his face before it


    disappeared quickly.


    "I didn''t. I just spared her life. Our kingdoms were at war with each other few years ago and we won by


    killing most of their men."


    "Are you saying she went to fight in a war?" I asked, surprised. She was a woman, not only that, but a


    princess, and she went to fight a war?


    "Yes, she and her sister. They are warriors and know very well how to fight. After all, their ancestors


    were Vikings; they have it in their blood." I just listened, fascinated by how these beautiful women could


    be warriors. I wondered if he was fascinated by them as well. Maybe that''s why he spared her life.


    Maybe he thought she was beautiful. She was at least more beautiful than I was; much more beautiful.


    Letting out a sigh, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but then I heard Lucian say, "Thank you for


    coming with me" in a sleepy voice. Opening my eyes, I looked at him. He was asleep.


    I shifted in bed for a while, but I couldn''t fall asleep. Sitting up, I swung my legs down off the bed and


    stood up on the neat sapphire blue carpet that covered the ground.


    The whole room was decorated in white and different shades of blue. The walls were a light blue while


    the doors and the window frames were white. The curtains were a beautiful turquoise adorned with


    blue crystals at the tips and framed the enormous ss windows that showed a clear blue summer sky.


    I looked back at Lucian, who was sleeping peacefully on the royal blue satin sheets. He looked more


    beautiful than ever while asleep. I slid into a simple dress, fixed my hair and put my shoes on before


    exiting the room.


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    I walked through the halls, not knowing exactly where I was when I heard female voices I recognized


    coming from a room. I stopped to listen.


    "ra, there are a thousand men out there who desire you. Just forget about him"


    "I know, but no one is like him. I want him, sister."


    "He is married now. Why do you want to be a second wife when you can get any man you want?"


    Astrid asked, frustration clear in her tone.


    "I would rather be with someone I want and be a second wife than be with someone I don''t want,"


    ra said stubbornly.


    "He is a man with no position right now. There is no guarantee that he will be the next king of


    Decresh." A tiny gasp escaped past my lips. Yet it was loud enough for Astrid to hear in the echoing


    room. They were talking about Lucian.


    "Who is there?" Astrid asked as I heard her footstepsing closer. I quickly hid behind one of the


    limestone columns in the hall.


    "What is it?" ra asked.


    "Nothing. I just thought I heard someone" Astrid said and then I heard the door close. I peeked from


    behind the column to make sure they were gone and then quickly got away from there.


    I rushed through the halls trying to find my way back to the room. My life had be a mess in only a


    week. First, I got married against my will, then before I got to know my mysterious husband a war


    knocked on the door, then I fought with my parents and now I was in a kingdom ruled by a bloodthirsty


    king and his sister who wanted my husband.


    While looking for a room I found an exit to a garden. I walked out and found some of Lucian''s men


    chatting there. Some were sitting under the roof, away from the sun resting while some were talking


    about someone. Me.


    "Did you see how she pped him" a guard with brown hair asked imitating me pping Lucian. He lift


    his hand and drew it back beforending a fake p on another guards cheek.


    "Behave yourself, Ky," Lincoln said, sitting with his eyes closed, leaning his back on the wall.


    "No seriously. She is brave. I like her." he continued, ignoring Lincoln.


    "She shouldn''t have pped him in front of everyone. It was disrespectful toward his highness,"


    another one retorted. Oliverughed, turning around. He saw me standing there and I thought he would


    say something to make the men know I was there listening to everything, but he kept quiet and let the


    men continue talking about me.


    "She is a good person," someone defended me. It was the brother of Lisa, the maid who stole my


    golden hairpin. "She genuinely cares for His Highness," he continued.


    "That''s true," another one said. Oliver smiled a mischievous smile before saying, "My Lady," finally


    making my presence known and surprising the guards.


    Everyone stood up quickly, "Mydy," they said, bowing deeply and then looking at me with fear.


    "I apologize for their behavior," Lincoln said, bowing deeply. "Apologize to Her Highness!" he


    reprimanded, sending the guards a hard re.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    "It''s all right." I smiled. "Everyone is entitled to their own opinion." They all stared at me in surprise,


    except Lincoln. His face showed no expression.

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    Chapter 19


    Iid in the bathtub filled with hot water, thinking about what the guards had said about me. I shouldn''t


    have pped Lucian in front of his men. It was disrespectful, and still he hadn''t got angry with me. He


    was asleep when I came back to the room, so I asked a maid to prepare a hot bath for me. The hot


    water was soothing, rxing my tense muscles until it felt like a massage and in a moment it made fall


    into a deep sleep.


    I woke up shifting in the bed. The soft satin sheets rubbed against my skin and I realized I was not


    wearing much. I quickly sat up on the bed and lifted the sheet up. I was only wearing a towel, my


    shoulders, legs and thighs were bare. It took me a moment to remember that I was taking a bath earlier


    and fell asleep and now I was here. How?


    A sound made me look to my left. Lucian was sitting in a chair, a ss of wine in his hands as he


    studied me with those extraordinary eyes. He was the only one who could have brought me here,


    which meant that he had seen me naked. Heat crept it''s way up to my cheeks and I grabbed the sheets


    around me closer as if they would protect me from his gaze or change the fact that he had seen me


    naked.


    "Did..did you bring me here?" I stammered. He put his ss down, standing up he walked toward me.


    "Would you prefer someone else did?" he asked standing at the end of the bed towering over me. I felt


    ufortable, so I climbed down from the bed still gripping the sheets around my body and tried to get


    away from him, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a hug. I gasped and dropped the sheets,


    standing there in only a towel while he held me so tight I couldn''t even breathe.


    "Why?" he breathed into my neck as his arms trembled slightly.


    "Why?" I repeated, confused at his question. He pulled away and stared at me, "You should dress. The


    party starts soon" he said and left quickly.


    Two maids walked in just after Lucian had left. "Mydy, we shall help you prepare for the party."


    They showed me several beautiful dresses to choose from. Most of them showed a lot of cleavage


    which I didn''t like, but it seemed to be the kind of dresses they wore in this kingdom. I chose the least


    revealing one, a ck off the shoulder dress with a v neckline that showed only a little cleavage.


    When I was done dressing, it was time for hair. The maids styled my hair up beautifully, only letting a


    few strands of hair fall at the sides of my face. I put some jewelry on, beautiful diamond earrings with a


    matching bracelet and a ring. I looked at myself in the mirror onest time before the maids led me to


    where the party would take ce.


    My eyes scanned the extravagant hall as I walked in. People in fancy clothes, eating, dancing, chatting


    and drinking filled the hall, their voices andughter mixed with the music. A perfectly polished floor,


    scarlet rugs with matching curtains, dining tables and chairs. Two long tables stood at the back of the


    room where many different grand dishes and drinks were served.


    I felt a hand around my waist, turning my head until I found Lucian next to me. His eyes were dark, and


    he seemed to be in a grim mood. He didn''t even look my way as he led me inside.


    "How do I look?" I asked, gathering some courage. He paused and looked at me. His gaze softened as


    his eyes traveled the length of my body, lingering a little longer on my breasts before traveling back up


    to my face.


    "Do you want me to answer politely or honestly?" he asked in a serious tone.


    "Honestly" I whispered.


    He leaned down to say something, but just then someone spoke from behind him.


    "I see you havee" The King walked toward us not dressed as fancy as royalties like to dress, but


    he still looked good.


    "You look very elegant in ck, Princess Hazel," he said as he took my hand and kissed it.


    "Thank you, your majesty," I responded.


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    "May I have a dance?" he asked, stretching his hand toward me. I nced at Lucian and he gave me a


    reassuring smile. I took the king''s hand, and he led me to the dance floor. He danced so elegantly,


    making us spin and glide over the dance floor with ease.


    "I never thought fragile women were Draco''s type," he smiled.


    I never got described as fragile, but a man with sisters who were warriors would probably think of me


    as fragile.


    "Why do you call him Draco?" I asked, ignoring his remark.


    "Do you know what Draco means?" he asked.


    "No"


    "It means devil. Haven''t you heard the legend of Drac?"


    "No" I replied once again.


    "The legend speaks of a king who wanted to save his country from intruders but never had enough


    power, so he made a deal with the Devil. The Devil gave him the strength of a thousand men and an


    eternal life in exchange for his soul. Therefore, they named him Drac after the Devil."


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    I was confused. Why was he telling me this? Noticing my confusion, he continued.


    "Your king sent Lucian to war with only 500 men against an army with 2000 men. It''s said that Lucian


    killed hundreds of men on his own and came back home with victory. He was only seventeen at that


    time. After that, he won every war. People said that the battlefield was his yground and began to


    believe the rumors about him being the son of the Devil. I, on the other hand, believe he is The Devil."

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    "I don''t believe these things." I said as I noticed Lucian dancing with ra, and Ipletely forgot what


    the king just told me. She blushed as she said something to him and blinked with her longshes


    seductively.


    The King chuckled, "you''re pretty possessive about your husband."


    I wasn''t listening to him anymore because ra was leading Lucian somewhere secluded outside of


    the hall.


    "I need to speak with my husband. Will you excuse me, Your Majesty?" I said.


    He gave me a knowing smile and dropped my hand. I rushed through the dancing crowd and


    proceeded out of the hall. Where did she take him? Looking through the halls, I couldn''t find him and


    even if I did, what would I do? Men had the privilege of taking other women if they desired to. I hated


    this unfairness.


    "Mydy, are you lost?" said a maid who noticed that I was walking through the halls looking for


    something.


    Yes, I was lost; I didn''t know where to go or what to do.


    "I can show you the way¡­" she offered, and then gestured with her hand, "the party is that way."


    "Show me to my room instead." I demanded.


    I paced back and forth in my room restlessly as I waited for Lucian. Where was he? What was he


    doing? Images of ra and him naked under the sheets appeared in my head, and I quickly struggled


    to push these thoughts away. As I imagined all the dirty deeds they might do with one another, my train


    of thoughts came to a halt as the door to the room opened and Lucian strutted in.


    "Where were you?" I blurted, unable to stop myself. He lifted an eyebrow questioningly.


    "Why?" he asked, walking seductively in my direction.


    "I saw you leave the party with ra." I said with all confidence I could muster. I tried not to be


    intimidated by his closeness or by his burning gaze.


    "So?" he asked, walking even closer until I could smell his spicy scent. Suddenly the air became hot


    and heavy, and my mind became like a fog. I took a few steps back to get away from his intoxicating


    presence. I needed to regain my ability to think straight.


    "Don''t you think it''s a little unfair, wife? You don''t like me being with someone else, yet you don''t want


    to be with me..." He said.


    Well, yes, I know I was being unfair. I should just give him what he wants and needs.


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    "That''s not true." I attempted to deny.


    "Then kiss me."


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    Lucian studied Hazel''s features as they morphed into surprise, but then determination appeared in her


    chocte brown eyes. To his disbelief, she crossed the distance between them, wrapped her arms


    around his neck and pulled him down, crushing his lips on her own. Her plump lips were soft and sweet


    as they moved against his, but with hesitance, he noted. He could tell by her restrained movement that


    she was inexperienced.


    He raised his arm and grabbed a handful of her hair and tilted her head back slightly. Then he took


    charge. He kissed her slowly, teasingly, trying to teach her lips how to move. Her lips quivered slightly,


    but then she slowly adapted to his movement until their lips moved in sync.


    He ran his fingers down her spine, pulling her so close until no space was left between them and he


    could feel her heart hammering against his chest. Then his fingers traveled back up her spine and


    entangled themselves in her hair. This time he pulled her closer, adding more pressure to their lips. She


    moaned in response and his control snapped.


    He grabbed the arm of her dress, ready to tear it apart; he wanted her naked, her bare skin against his,


    her legs wrapped around his waist as he lose himself inside of her. She was tormenting him with her


    lips and his hands began to shake in self restraint. He didn''t want to scare her by tearing her dress like


    a beast, now that she kissed him purely out of her own will. Lust made his vision ck as his inner


    demon urged to take control over his body.


    Hazel pulled away from the kiss, but he grabbed her harshly, wanting more. She whimpered under his


    grasp.


    "Lucian, you''re hurting me." Sheined.


    He must''ve scared her again. He cursed under his breath as he tried to loosen his grip. Slowly, he


    looked up to meet her gaze, expecting to see fear, but all he saw was concern. What was she so


    concerned about?


    "You''re trembling. Are you alright?" He noticed that he was shaking uncontrobly as she asked.


    "I¡­ I''m just cold." He lied, but even his voice was shaky.


    "Are you sick?" she asked as she walked closer, then ced her palm on his forehead.


    "You''re burning. You have a fever!" She gasped, but wasted no time in grasping his hand and leading


    him to the bed.


    "Lay down." Shemanded.


    When heplied "I''ll be back." she said and left. He let out a sigh of relief.


    He didn''t protest about her departure, because he wanted to be alone. He cursed inwardly and


    wondered what he had done to make the gods give him such a fate. Truly, he was cursed.


    Hazel came back with a bowl of water and a cloth. She sat on the carpet next to the bed and patted the


    cloths she dripped in the water on his forehead.


    "I''m fine, Hazel. I don''t need this." He protested.


    "You are not fine. You''re burning like fire." If she only knew that he wasn''t burning because he was sick,


    but because he wanted her. He wanted her so badly it hurt.


    She repeated the same movement for a while, and he could feel her getting tired. "I am fine now,e


    and sleep."


    "I''ll sleep after you fall asleep." She said.


    He knew she was stubborn and wouldn''t listen, so he didn''t argue with her. Instead, he pretended to fall


    asleep in hopes that she would sleep as well.


    After a while he could hear her breathing became steady, so he opened his eyes and found her in deep


    slumber. Her head rested on the bed while she still sat on the floor. He climbed down and gathered her


    in his arms before he carefully ced her on the bed, then he watched her while she slept peacefully.


    Never in his life had he thought he could fall in love, but now he was slowly falling for this woman; his


    stubborn and easily jealous wife.


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    I panicked. How could I have fallen asleep when Lucian was ill? I quickly ced my hand on Lucian


    forehead who was still sleeping. No fever. What had made him so illst night? He seemed fine just


    before we kissed.


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    The kiss.


    His hand on my back, around my waist, in my hair, pressing body to his, the heat, the tingling


    sensation. I brought my hand up to my lips. His lips had been so soft yet so firm, moving against mine


    till I was breathless. He tasted like spices; hot burning your tongue, yet you came back for more.


    More... Yes, I wanted more.


    I had been willing to give myself to himst night, but slowly his kiss had be sloppy. His arms


    trembled before his entire body shook. Fear showed in his beautiful eyes, struggle on his face and


    sweat beads on his forehead. I had seen him like that once before, when we were in the woods, when


    our lips had touched. Something told me it had to do with the kiss, but why?


    Someone knocked on the door. Who could it be this early in the morning? Lucian swung his legs down


    from the bed startling me and stalked to the door as if hadn''t been sleeping just now. Sometimes he


    was really strange. He opened the door and then I only heard whispering sounds before he closed it.


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    "I need to go" he said, picking up his jacket from the bed and putting it on.


    "Where?" I asked, worried.


    "I will be back," he said as he left, ignoring my question. What happened that made him so stressed?


    Was it the bloodthirsty King, or did his father die? Unable to suppress my worry, I quickly got dressed


    and went looking for him.


    It was a lovely day. The sky crystal blue, the sun casting its golden rays on the beautiful garden.


    Lucian''s men sat in the garden eating their breakfast at arge table. They seemed to have fun,


    chatting andughing loudly.


    "Good morning, Your Highness," they greeted, standing up and bowing in unison when they took notice


    of me.


    "Good morning." I smiled, my eyes traveling along the table looking for Lincoln. He was not there.


    "Are you looking for someone, mydy?" a guard asked.


    "Where is Lucian?"


    "His Highness went to meet the king," he said. So it was the bloodthirsty king. What did he want?


    "May I sit with you?" I asked. They looked at each other with shock and confusion before they started


    moving around quickly, trying to organize a ce for me to sit.


    "Of course," a guard said, pulling a chair out for me to sit on. Then, they just sat there, like disciplined


    children waiting for their teacher to give them a lecture. I could see that I was making them


    ufortable, but I needed some information that only they could give. I decided to go easy on them


    first.


    "Why don''t you guys tell me your names?" I suggested. I only recognized Oliver and Ky as the one that


    imitated me pping Lucian.


    They nced at each other, exchanging wide-eyed gazes before they presented themselves. The


    soldier to my left side stood up and introduced himself first.


    "My name is Callum Atkinson, My Lady." He bowed before he sat down again and the rest went on


    introducing themselves: Chad, Den, Anum, us, Danilo and I forgot the rest because they were


    too many. It didn''t matter because I wasn''t here to know their names but to know more about Lucian, to


    know the truth.


    "Mydy, why would you want to know our names? We are nothing but your servants," one of them


    asked. I think it was Anum. Lydia and Ylva were my servants as well, but they were the only people


    who truly cared about me and I about them.


    "You are more than just a servant. You are a human being, a son of someone, a brother, a friend. If you


    are married, a husband, and if you have children, a father. Stop saying that you are just servants


    because I am only a princess." A princess who had been locked inside her home by her own parents,


    who never treated her like their child.


    They never yed with her, never hugged her, never asked about her opinions or feelings. They


    treated her like a doll who always had to look perfect and act perfect or dylike'' until they find


    someone they could sell her to. But even then, she was not free. She would remain the doll she was


    without feelings and without opinions. Her husband would do as he pleased, and she wouldn''t be able


    to do anything about it.


    If Lucian decided to take ra as his wife, what would I do? What could I do? The guards stared at me,


    confused by what I said.


    "I mean, I am a princess now, but I might be nothing tomorrow," I exined, even though that was not


    what I meant. Still, it was the truth. Once Lucian''s father dies, we would either get killed or live to hide


    forever, because the chance of Lucian bing the next king is almost impossible. His brothers were


    more powerful now because they had many allies. Lucian''s only ally was this bloodthirsty king whom I


    didn''t entirely trust. Why would he fight in a war he would most likely lose?


    My thoughts went back to what Rasmus had said about Lucianst night. I didn''t want to believe him,


    but a part of me was suspicious. That''s why I was sitting here with his men. I tried to find ways to ask


    about Lucian without sounding suspicious, but gave up and asked them directly instead.


    "Is it true that Lucian killed hundreds of men on his own during a war?"


    Everyone looked up from their te and seemed to consider what to say before opening their mouths.


    "Yes. My Lady. It''s war. You either kill or get killed," Callum said finally. So it was true? He had


    participated in many wars, killed many on his own, yet he had no scars on his body, not even a tiny


    one. Something about Lucian wasn''t right, and I intended to find out what it was.

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    Chapter 22


    Beautiful women d in silk flowed into the room and began to move in rhythm with the music. Lucian


    watched as the curvy women in front of him swayed with their hips seductively to get the males''


    attention. Rasmus who was sitting next to him seemed to enjoy the view while sipping his wine.


    "I like that red-haired one. Which one catches your attention?" Rasmus asked.


    Lucian''s eyes swept over the women twirling around each other wearing almost nothing. Yes, they


    were beautiful, exotic, but none of them enticed him.


    "Hard to decide? You can take two if you want." Rasmus said in amusement when Lucian didn''t reply.


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    Maybe he should. It has been a long time since he took a woman to bed, and that might be the reason


    his demon was out of control. Taking a woman might calm his demon down a bit so that he could finally


    be with Hazel.


    "I''ll take the blonde" Lucian finally decided. Rasmus gave him a knowing smile.


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    Looking out the window, I watched as the clear blue summer sky transformed into a sea of ckness.


    The sun got swallowed by the rapidly falling night and the sky got freckled by shimmering stars. It was


    a beautiful sight.


    "My Lady, dinner is served downstairs."A maid informed who had just walked in. Finally, I could meet


    Lucian after not having seen him for the whole day. As I made my way to the dining room, my heart


    pounded in my chest with anticipation. Images of our kiss fromst night reyed in my head and I had


    a feeling that more would happen tonight, but to my disappointment the room was empty as I entered.


    There was no sign of Lucian.


    "Mydy?" Looking over my shoulder, one of Lucian''s guards was standing there.


    "His Highness told me to inform you he cannot join you for dinner tonight," he said.


    "Why? did something happen?" I asked, concerned. These days I always felt anxious, waiting for


    something bad to happen.


    "No, My Lady. He is attending a party the king threw for men only?"


    "Oh.." was the only thing I managed to say. Party for men only didn''t sound good. The king of Gatrish is


    known for his parties that include exotic women, sex and liquor. And knowing that Lucian was there


    made me feel uneasy.


    I sat at therge table and tried to enjoy the food and not think about anything else when Astrid and


    ra strode into the room.


    "We heard that you are dining alone, so we came to apany you, if that''s all right?." Astrid inquired.


    "Of course" I smiled.


    Once they sat down the maids served them dinner as well.


    "I hope you are enjoying your stay here even though a lot is going on in your kingdom," Astrid said.


    "I am, thank you." I lied. I was hardly enjoying myself, especially with her sister having an interest in my


    husband. "I heard the king is throwing a party. What is the special asion?" I asked, trying to get


    some information.


    "Nothing actually. My brother just enjoys his parties and women."


    "Yeah, if there is one thing a man can''t resist is, it''s the body of a beautiful woman," ra spoke for the


    first time since she came here.


    I had a feeling she was telling me something. It didn''t matter. Lucian wouldn''t take another woman,


    would he? If he had done it before he certainly would now.


    My stomach churned, and I lost my appetite.


    "Thank you for keeping mepany. Have a good night." I said standing up from my seat once they


    were done eating.


    As I headed back to my room, my thoughts drifted back to Lucian. I was both anxious and curious to


    what he was doing. I knew I wouldn''t be able to fall asleep, so I decided to take a walk around the


    castle when I heard giggling soundsing from around the corner.


    Looking around the corner, I found a group of maids standing on stools looking through a window. They


    were so upied that they didn''t even notice me approaching them. Curious to what made them so


    engrossed, I stood on an empty stool beside them and peeked through the small window.


    The first thing I noticed was the women dancing around each other in circles wearing clothes that cover


    nothing but their private parts. They were swaying with their hips and twisting seductively with their


    bodies to some music that I couldn''t hear.


    "Oh... they are so beautiful." A maid spoke while never taking her eyes off the dancing women.


    My eyes traveled to the back of the room where a group of men were sitting watching the dancers. I


    recognized the King, who was sitting in the middle with a ss of wine in his hand. He had a smirk on


    his face and was speaking to someone sitting next to him. Lucian!


    Lucian nodded and watched the dancers intently. His gaze was dark and held an emotion I couldn''t


    identify. Now some men were leading a few dancers out of the room.


    "Wow.. did you see the woman general Richard chose?" A maid gasped.


    "I wonder which one the King will choose," another one said.


    "And who is the handsome man sitting next to the King?"


    The King stood up from his seat and led a red-haired dancer out of the room, which made a few maid''s


    gasp.


    "Oh... he is the prince of Decresh, it is said he is the son of the devil," an old maid said sounding


    disgusted.


    "The devil must be extremely handsome then."


    Yeah, Lucian looked extremely handsome sitting there staring at the dancer. I didn''t like the way he


    was looking at them. I didn''t like that he was looking at them at all, but that wasn''t the worst that could


    happen, because he was now leading a blonde dancer out of the room.

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    Lucian watched as the blonde woman undressed seductively, waiting to get a reaction from him, but


    when she got nothing...


    "Don''t be shy. Maybe... you would like to undress me?" she said as she stalked toward him while


    eyeing him up and down. "Or maybe I should undress you first" she continued as she tugged at his


    robe.


    He grabbed her arm harshly and gave her a hard re. Why didn''t he like the fact that this woman was


    trying to undress him when he came here willingly?


    "Oh... so you want to do it with clothes on? I get it. Everyone has their own preference." she smiled,


    trying to lighten his mood.


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    He let go of her arm and as soon as he did she slid her arm around his neck and pulled him down,


    pressing her lips to his. She kissed him hungrily, and he kissed her back, but he felt nothing. Why? He


    pushed her body closer, trying to feel something but nothing. She didn''t taste as sweet as Hazel, didn''t


    smell like her, didn''t feel like her. She didn''t make his heart beat as fast, or his body burn as hot as


    Hazel did, and his demon was as silent as the dead.


    He was getting frustrated. Why wasn''t his body reacting? He ripped her clothes off and pushed her


    down on the bed. She gasped but seemed satisfied thinking she made him go wild when it was the


    opposite. Maybe seeing her naked would make him excited, but it didn''t. He tried to touch her and kiss


    her once more, but nothing. This wasn''t working.


    He was here to feed his demon, but his demon wasn''t a bit hungry. Getting up, he grabbed the sheets


    and covered her body. She stared at him, confused. Then turning around, he stalked toward the door


    as it was useless to try. No one could make him feel as Hazel did.


    "Where are you going?" she called behind him. Ignoring her, he opened the door and walked out.


    He walked through the halls confused. What did Hazel do to him that made it impossible for him to


    desire other women? He used to enjoy his women before his marriage. Now he couldn''t even go back


    to his room because Hazel would be there and having her in the same room without touching her would


    be difficult.


    "You don''t need to follow me."


    Lincoln who had been following him silently appeared from the shadows.


    "Allow me, your highness, it''s for your own safety." He said.


    Lucian didn''t like to be followed, but Lincoln had been doing that since they came here. Apparently, he


    didn''t trust Rasmus, or to be correct, Lincoln trusted no one easily.


    "Keep an eye on Hazel instead." Lucian ordered.


    "Her highness is under Oliver''s protection." Of course, Lincoln always had everything in control.


    Lucian continued walking through the halls with Lincoln walking right behind him. He knew Lincoln


    cared for his safety too much to leave him alone. He remembered the first time he met him. He was


    eleven back then and Lincoln fifteen.


    While the rest of his men feared him at first, Lincoln never showed any kind of fear.


    He never questioned Lucian''s abilities, and he never reacted when Lucian behaved differently.


    Sometimes Lucian wondered what Lincoln really thought about him.


    "Lincoln?"


    "Yes, Your Highness."


    "Do you believe me to be the devil''s son?"


    "It doesn''t matter to me, Your Highness."


    "That''s not what I asked," Lucian said, "and I want you to be honest."


    "I am not sure, but I know you are different." No doubt. Lincoln was someone who paid attention to


    minor details.


    "Your Highness?" Lincoln''s voice was filled with concern. "I don''t like that we can''t have our weapons.


    We can''t protect ourselves." Lucian had the urge tough. Lincoln was all about safety and protection,


    and he just wanted the man to rx.


    "Rx Lincoln. They have no reason to harm us," and if they did, Lucian would burn them all.


    When they reached the main entrance Lucian heard the clinking sound of swords. He went out to the


    cold night breeze and found Astrid and ra fighting in the middle of the big garden.


    He watched silently for a while, observing their skills. Astrid was the cautious type, she defended


    herself a lot from ras attacks but ones she attacked she never missed.That was both her strength


    and weakness.


    ra, on the other hand, was the type to attack. She swung with her sword continuously aiming at


    different ces. On top of that she was quick, but she wasn''t very good at protecting herself. One


    needed to both attack and defend.


    Astrid swung her sword at her sister so hard it made her sister''s sword slid from her hand. Without


    giving ra a chance to recover Astrid swung her sword at her again but ra was quick and kicked


    the sword out of her sister''s hand. Now none of them had a sword. ra tried to pick up hers fast, but


    Astrid has already ced a dagger on her sister''s throat.


    "I told you many times, you always need to have an extra weapon." Astrid said. ra removed the hair


    out of her face and stared at her sister angrily.


    "One more time." She breathed.


    "No, I am tired. I need some sleep." Astrid said while putting her dagger back and picking up her sword.


    Turning around, she noticed him standing there for the first time.


    "Prince Lucian?" She said surprised, "what brings you here?" ra got to her feet quickly and adjusted


    her hair before looking his way.


    "I was just passing by when I saw you fight."


    "I am better than my sister, right?" she said looking at her sister mockingly.


    "That wasn''t my best" ra shot her an angry re before looking back to Lucian. "Why don''t you fight


    with me?" She suggested to him.


    "He is not wearing clothes suitable for a fight, sister." Astrid said as she looked him up and down.


    "All right. How about tomorrow? I will think of what to ask of you when you lose till then." She smirked.


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    "Don''t bother, because I won''t."

 Chapter 24

    Chapter 24


    Sitting in front of the mirror, a maidbed my hair.


    "Your hair is so beautiful," she smiled.


    Yeah but unfortunately I wasn''t a blonde and my husband seemed to like blondes.


    "Thank you" I smiled back.


    "My Lady, do you want this dress or this one?" she said holding up two new dresses once she was


    done with my hair.


    "None of them. Pick me a really beautiful dress." I ordered. I would make Lucian regret what he did. I


    would make him sleepless as he made me. I even wanted to make him cry because even though I


    didn''t want to admit to myself, I cried a littlest night.


    Oh, how I needed Lydia and Ylva now.


    The maid picked me a peach-colored dress which suited my hair and skin color perfectly.


    I put some paint on my lips and some perfume, then I let my hair down as I looked at myself in the


    mirror.


    Now he would want me, but I wouldn''t give in so easily.


    Lastly, I put my shoes on and strode out of the room. As I walked through the long hall, I started to lose


    my confidence. What if he didn''t even want me? He could always have another woman. I would always


    be the one to lose.


    These were the times I hated being a woman.


    When I neared the dining room, my heart was pounding so hard in my chest. I knew Lucian was waiting


    there, and I was both angry and nervous, maybe more angry than nervous.


    I slowly opened the door and walked inside. Lucian was sitting at the table and he stared right at me


    when I entered the room. I forgot to breathe for a moment when his eyes met mine, but I quickly


    reminded myself how angry and hurt I was. I tried to suppress my angry. It was important to control


    myself if I wanted to win this war.


    "Won''t you sit down?" he asked, gesturing to the seat next to him.


    Saying nothing, I made my way to the table and down while all while avoiding to meet his gaze.


    "Did you have a good night''s sleep?" He asked. Of course not, but I am sure you did.


    "Yes, I did, Your Highness." I said in a t tone. He looked at me, surprised.


    "Won''t you ask me?"


    "Did you sleep well, Your highness?" I asked, using the same tone again. He chuckled.


    "That''s not what I meant. Will you not ask why I never camest night?"


    "I don''t have any right to ask, Your Highness." He frowned and looked at me, confused.


    "Hazel?" he said in a firm but soft voice that sent shivers down my spine. I resisted the urge to look up


    and meet his gaze.


    "Look at me." he demanded. No way I would do that. His eyes were my weakness and I wouldn''t show


    him my weakness right now.


    When I didn''t do as he said, he grabbed my chin and lift my head up slightly.


    "Look at me, Hazel." He said even softer this time. I couldn''t help but look up and gaze into his eyes.


    "Is something wrong?" he asked.


    "No, Your Highness."


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    "Don''t call me that." He said sounding slightly irritated now. Good. He should be more than that.


    "All right." was all I said. He sighed.


    "You seem to be in a terrible moodpared to how you dressed." He said as his eyes traveled along


    my face down to my chest. His gaze felt like a hot iron on my skin.


    "I am not hungry, excuse me." I said standing up, ready to get away from there only to make him angry


    but before I could move he grabbed my arm and pulled me against the table trapping me between him


    and it.


    "Are you taunting me wife? You dress so beautifully and you smell so good, but you are running away."


    "I am not running, I am just not hungry." I said, trying to sound innocent. His eyes got darker.


    "But I am." he said slowly, leaning closer. He ced each hand on each side of my body so that I


    couldn''t get away, then he ced his head on the side of my neck. I could feel his hot breath on my


    skin.


    "I can''t..." he breathed heavily as his lips brushed against my skin. I tilted my head back, wanting him to


    kiss every inch of my skin. He leaned even closer, pressing his body to mine as his lips traveled up to


    my jawline until they brushed mine. A soft brush that made me curl my toes.


    "You should stop me." he breathed before crushing his lips on mine. Yes, I should stop him. Why am I


    kissing him? How could he kiss me with those lips that had kissed another womanst night? Just


    thinking about that made me fuming with anger, and I bit his lip.


    He pulled away with a hiss and brought his fingers up to his lip. He was bleeding. He wiped the blood


    with his thumb and then licked his lips.


    I hadn''t meant to bite him that hard, so I was shocked at first, but then I thought he deserved it. Now


    come on, get angry. But he just stared at me.


    "I am sorry, Your Highness." I said, adding thest part to anger him. He walked closer, his eyes never


    leaving mine then he traced my lips with his thumb.


    "You had a little blood there." he said. What? I felt like he was toying with me so I decided to tell him


    straight up to go to hell or go back to that blonde but got interrupted by a knock on the door. Lincoln


    entered shortly after and when he saw us standing so close to each other "I cane back" he said


    and turned around quickly.


    "What is it Lincoln?" Lucian asked still standing like he did trapping me with both his body and gaze.


    Lincoln turned around slowly but kept looking down.


    "Princess ra is waiting for you in the garden." He said. ra? Why was she waiting for him?


    "Tell her I am on my way." Lucian said. Lincoln bowed and left.


    "What does she want?" I asked.


    "I thought you were uninterested?" He smirked. "Follow me if you want to know."


    I considered following him for a while, but then just decided I should. I could not let him go alone to


    meet ra when I knew her intentions. If she could do anything to get a married man, I had to do


    everything to keep my man for myself.


    ra stood in the middle of the garden wearing an armor, but still looking as beautiful as ever. Her


    blonde hair glowed like the sunlight and her eyes were as blue as the summer sky. Yes, she was


    absolutely beautiful and blonde, just how Lucian liked his women I guess.


    I could see how the soldiers that were gathered in the garden couldn''t stop staring at her. Did Lucian


    find her that beautiful too?


    "Good morning princess Hazel and ... Lucian, I am d you kept your word." She smiled as we neared.


    In the back of the garden, I could see Astrid sittingfortably on a chair.


    "Don''t be too excited," he said in a serious tone and it surprised me they spoke so casually to each


    other, which bothered me. Lucian had exined on our way that ra wanted to have a fight with him.


    Something seemed suspicious to me.


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    I sat next to Astrid while Lucian grabbed a sword, ready to fight with ra.


    "I don''t know why my sister insists to fight with him. It''s clear that he is going to win." Astrid said. Yes, if


    it was true that he killed hundreds of men on his own, then one woman wouldn''t be a problem.


    ra began to swing her sword at Lucian and he was avoiding every swing swiftly without even raising


    his. Atst he raised his sword and blocked one of her attacks. This time he started attacking her and it


    looked like she had a hard time defending herself. He had a smirk on his face and told her something I


    couldn''t hear.


    They fought back and forth and it looked like Lucian was going easy on her. He didn''t even seem to try.


    I bet he could do this blindfolded. ra, on the other hand, was panting and her hair got a little messy,


    but she wasn''t willing to give up.


    Lucian swung his sword at her and just as she was to block his attack it looked like she changed her


    mind half ways and Lucian sword cut her on the upper arm. Blood seeped from the wound. It felt as if


    the time stood still for a while because everyone was quiet and chocked before Astrid rose from her


    seat and ran to her sister.

 Chapter 25

    Chapter 25


    I stood there and watched while Lucian examined ra''s arm. I was sure she did it on purpose.


    "I am all right." She said blinking with her longshes, something I noticed she does often in Lucian''s


    presence.


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    "Are you sure." He asked looking at her wound again. He probably felt guilty, but she was the one that


    wanted to fight and she was doing all this on purpose. She was doing it to get close to him.


    Why do I always have to fight for him? I was tired of it.


    Not wanting to see any of it anymore, I decided to leave.


    I was hurt, angry, tired. Should I have stayed with my parents? Did I make a mistake bying here


    with Lucian? Tears filled my eyes and not wanting anyone to see me cry, I walked faster through the


    halls. When I got around the corner I bumped into someone and stumbled backwards.


    "I am sorry, My Lady, I didn''t see youing." Oliver said, startled.


    "It''s all right" I said, trying to walk past him as I didn''t want him to notice that I was crying. But he did.


    "Are you all right, My Lady?" He asked concerned.


    "Yes, I am fine." I tried to smile.


    "Just tell me and I will kill whoever made you cry." He said. I looked up to see if he was joking but he


    wasn''t which suddenly made me want tough.


    "It''s no one you can kill." I said.


    "Is it the king? His sisters?" I shook my head. He seemed to think about who it could be. I could see he


    was taking this seriously.


    "Why don''t you just take me outside the castle?" I suggested. His eyes widened.


    "It''s not safe, My Lady."


    "But you are with me." I said.


    "I would if we were back home, but there are crazy people in this kingdom. It''s not safe outside the


    castle." He said apologetically.


    "Please, no one has to know." I said. I really needed to get out and do something to make me forget


    about everything. He sighed after thinking for a while.


    "All right, but we won''t go far." he said. I gave him a big smile.


    "So you won''t tell me who made you cry?"


    "No." I shook my head as we walked not far away from the castle.


    "Are you married?" I asked him.


    "Yes, My Lady."


    "Do you love your wife?" I didn''t want to be prying or make him feel ufortable, but I couldn''t help


    but ask.


    "Very much, My Lady."


    "Would you be with another woman beside her?"


    "No, My Lady." He then went silent for a while before saying, "His Highness cares for you a lot. I have


    never seen him care so much about anyone."


    I guess he put the pieces together.


    "We shouldn''t go any further. I have no weapons to protect you." Just as he finished his sentence four


    men appeared from behind the trees holding swords in their hands. It was as if they have been waiting


    there for us. Oliver ced himself in front of me immediately.


    "Run!" he said. I didn''t know who these people were, but I could see they were dangerous. I couldn''t


    leave Oliver here, but when he yelled "Run!" louder this time I started running.


    I felt guilty for leaving him, especially when I was the one who convinced him to take me out. God, what


    have I done? Who were these men? Would he be ok? I stopped in my tracks when I remembered he


    had no weapons. I couldn''t just leave him but before I could think of doing anything, a hand came


    around my waist and another one covered my face with a piece of clothes. I tried to struggle against


    the grip and breath for air but a stinging smell filled my nose and slowly my eyelids became heavy and


    my body went limb.


    Opening my eyes slowly, I groaned at the pain in my head.


    "My Lady? Are you awake?"


    I blinked several times before I could see Oliver tied to a chair.


    "Don''t worry, I will take us out of here." He said. His clothes were torn and soaked in blood.


    "Are you okay?" I said my voice horse. My throat burned and felt sore. I needed something to drink, but


    I was tied to a chair too. I looked around the room, it was empty.


    "Who were those men?" I asked as fear crept its way into my mind. Oliver opened his mouth to say


    something, but the door to the room opened and five men entered.


    "I see you are finally awake." one of them said, holding a dagger in his hand. "Let''s get straight to


    business. How much are you willing to pay us young man?" he said, looking at Oliver.


    "Let her go and I will pay you an amount you could only dream of." Oliver said. The manughed.


    "No no, you bring us the money then we will let thedy go." the man said.


    "No, you let her go, you can keep me and I will bring the money."


    "Listen young man, don''t tell me what to do. Just do what I say or I will scar your wife''s beautiful face ,"


    he said as he walked behind me and ced the dagger on my cheek.


    My heart pounded so hard in my chest, and I never got so scared in my life before.


    "Don''t touch her!" Oliver said, "trust me you touch a hair in her head and you will regret it." He said in a


    threatening voice.


    Now all of themughed.


    "Ooh I am so scared. Take him and make him bring the money." he ordered the other men.


    Two men untied Oliver from the chair, but his arms and legs were still tied, then they dragged him out of


    the room. Oliver didn''t struggle this time, he probably knew it was pointless.


    "You are a beauty, by the way." the man said, grabbing my face in his hand. "but you know what? I hate


    rich people." He continued disgusted.


    "Yeah bute on, brother. She is beautiful." the other one said as he eyed my breasts, and I


    regretted immediately that I wore this dress today. I regretted that I went outside of the castle and I


    regretted not listening to Oliver, but now was toote. I knew what these men wanted to do to me. I


    could see it in their lustful gazes.


    My head throbbed so hard it was hurting and my heart pounded painfully inside my chest. I felt like


    throwing up because of fear.


    "Money is our priority." the man said.


    "Yeah but we can still have fun and get the money." The man looked at me and licked his lips as his


    arm slid down to my throat and slowly further down. I was screaming inside, but nothing came out of


    my mouth. Tears filled my eyes as he grabbed my breast and squeezed it.


    "Shh don''t cry." he said and ced his finger on my lips. "I hate tears."


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    Anger took over, and I bit his finger then screamed as loud as I could for help, but the other man


    pped me across the face so hard I could taste blood in my mouth. My sore throat burned even more


    from the scream and my cheek stung so much I wanted to cry.


    "Bloody whore!" the one I bit said looking at his finger. As if it wasn''t enough with one p he pped


    me again on the same cheek. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head backward. I had the urge


    to spit on his face, but I wouldn''t be able to handle another p. My face was already in so much pain.


    "I will make you regret that you even thought of biting me."


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