The sleepless nights began again. Caused by the same person, but for a different reason. Heaven couldn't close her eyes without seeing a pair of angry silver eyes.
She could not relax to sleep. What if he came and killed everyone while she was sleeping? It would be all her fault.
"You are still awake again," her mother spoke, who lay next to her on the bed. Her mother had been sleeping with her the last few days. Heaven found comfort in her presence, and her father was probably feeling lonely at this moment.
"I can't sleep." Heaven admitted.
"You don't have to worry about anything as long as I am here." Her mother said .
"I know. I am not worried."?Heaven lied. "I am just not sleepy."
"But you haven't been sleeping for many nights now." Her mother sounded concerned.
Heaven didn't reply. Instead, she closed her eyes and tried her best to sleep. She didn't want to worry her mother.
The truth was, Heaven was counting the days till the stranger comes to have his revenge. She wondered what was taking him so long. Or could he actually be dead? She also wished for her mating mark to fade away quickly so she could truly hate him for what he did.
When the morning came Heaven woke up still feeling tired. After her handmaidens helped her get ready, she studied herself in the mirror, especially the mark on her neck. How long would it take to see a difference? A week had already passed.
"It won't fade away so quickly." Her grandmother suddenly spoke from behind her.
Heaven turned around. "How long will it then?"
"Don't be discouraged, but it might take a few months since he is an ancient demon!
Well, she was already discouraged. What would she do till then to get rid of this feeling? This curiosity to know his story and what happened to him, this guilt and this other feeling that she couldn't quite understand. Was it caring, maybe?
She shook her head. Why would she care for such a person?
The day went by as usual, with her either worrying, yawning or eating. Nothing felt enjoyable anymore. She was always tense or sad and guilty.
Meanwhile, her father was dealing with troubles because she didn't get married yet. He didn't tell her himself, but she could hear whispers in the castle. People blamed her for being selfish and putting her father in a difficult situation.
Yes. She was selfish. Not only for putting him in a difficult situation but also in danger. What else was she supposed to do now? How could she get married when she already belonged to…
No! She shook the thought away. She didn't belong to anyone. If she didn't get married, then her father would have to deal with angry citizens. She had to do something.
Heaven made her way to the throne hall where she expected to find her father. He sat on his throne and spoke to Lincoln when she walked inside.
Her father paused his speech when he took notice of her. He gave her a nod to come forward, then dismissed Lincoln.
"Your Majesty," Heaven curtsied. "I have come here to tell you I am ready to meet more suitors and find a groom."
Her father studied her for a moment, "You don't have to do that."
"Yes, I do. It's my duty." She said
"And mine is to make you happy."
"But as a king your duty is to care for the welfare of this kingdom and it's people."
"I am not speaking as a King now. I am speaking as your father."
"You are a king before a father, Your Majesty." She reminded him.
Her father sighed as he stood up from his seat. He walked down the stairs to where she stood and then put his hands on her arms.
"I know why you are doing this. But you don't have to worry. I'll handle it." He explained calmly. "Just take care of yourself."
Yes. That is exactly what she intended to do. Take care of herself and her problems.
Why was she acting like this, she didn't know. freeweɓnovel.cøm
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