Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 29

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Ouch, my stomach hurt. This time not because I was hungry but because I had eaten too much. I felt as if my stomach was going to explode. Lucian was sitting in front of me and seemed to be thinking about something, ignoring him I stuffed the rest of the food into my mouth. He probably thought I was eating unlady like but you know what? I didn't care anymore. Since I wasn't enough for him I planned on getting fat, maybe then I would be enough.

Someone knocked on the door.

"My lord, my Lady, princess Klara is here to meet you?" a maid called from outside. I panicked. Why was she here? I didn't want her to see me like this. I looked at Lucian who still had a calm face.

"Tell her to come in?" he said.

"What no, wait?" I said standing up but the door already started to open so I hurried and hid behind the dressing screen. Lucian gave me a questioning look but then turned his gaze toward Klara who had just entered the room.

"What brings you here?" I peeked from behind the dressing screen.

"I just came to see if you were alright? I heard your father died." The king died? How could I not have known this?

"I am fine. How is your arm?" he asked. She took a few steps closer to him blinking with those lashes again.

"I am alright. Maybe you should go easy on me next time." Next time? There would be no next time.

"I'll keep that in mind." he said.

"My brother is throwing a party tonight. You know how he is. I hope you and your wife can join us?" How could she invite him to a party when his father just died? I wondered how Lucian felt at the moment.

"Sure we will." He said calmly.

"Save me a dance then." She smiled.

"I will," and with that she left. I quickly came out from where I was hiding.

"Your father died and you didn't tell me? And they are throwing a party when you father just died. And what? You are going to dance with her? You know I can't go there looking like this." I said pointing at my bruises. I was so angry and I was yelling.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to?" He said with that annoyingly calm voice again.

"And what? You want to go? So that you can dance with her?"

"That's not what I meant." He protested.