Lucian paced back and forth in the room as he waited for Hazel. He needed to speak to her today, be honest with her and tell her about the situation with Klara. That would be the right thing to do he thought.
The smell of food interrupted his thought. He couldn't remember the last time he enjoyed food or sex. No wonder his demon was hungry to come out.
A few maids came in with the breakfast and started serving. Now and then they would look his way and blush. He was used to maids ogling at him but this time something was off.
"Your Highness the breakfast is ready." A maid informed looking down as her cheeks turned red.
Really what was wrong with these maids?
"Yes, you may leave."
They bowed and left giggling. Lucian continued with his pacing not giving a thought to why the behaved like that until Hazel came into the room. She was wearing a simple light pink gown and her reddish-brown hair was still wet from the bath. Oh, how he wanted to run his fingers through her hair.
He quickly put his hands behind his back to prevent himself from doing anything stupid.
"Lucian?"
"Yes." He shook his head. He was probably staring.
"Why are you still half-naked?" She smiled. What? Looking down at his body he realized he hadn't gotten dressed yet. He now understood why the maids behaved strangely.
He had been thinking too much about Hazel that he had even forgotten about his own clothes.
"Ah...yes.." what was he supposed to say ?" I was about to get dressed."
She just smiled at him. That smile, it was his weakness.
He quickly put something on then went to the breakfast table where Hazel was already sitting.
Usually the husband sits first then the wife, but he didn't mind Hazel sitting down before him. He never understood those stupid rules anyways.
Hazel stood up and poured some tea for him.
"It will help with your headache." She said.
He picked the cup, from the scent he could tell it was ginger tea. He took a sip, he didn't like the taste but if it really would help with his headache then he would drink it all.
"About last night...I hope I didn't do anything to upset you." He said carefully.
She took a sip of her tea.
"Well... you just pushed me down on the bed and tried to take my clothes off and you told me you danced with Klara."
He remembered the part where he was trying to take her clothes off but not the other one.
"I am sorry."
Lately, he had been apologizing too much. Actually twice but it was a lot for him.
"I am sorry too... for saying that I almost got raped because of you."
Why? Why did she have to apologize for that? Why was she suddenly nice and not fighting with him anymore? It only made him feel more guilty for what happened and for what might happen.
I knew it. I knew the bloodthirsty king would ask for something in return and that it probably would be something like this. We shouldn't have come here but where would we go? As soon as we step out of this castle I knew we wouldn't be safe.
I looked at Lucian. He wasn't looking at me for some reason.
"So what did you tell him?" I asked trying to keep my calm.
"I haven't given him an answer yet."
"Why?" He could have said yes. It was a very common and normal thing for men to have many wives and now when he was in a difficult situation were his marriage could save his life I wondered why he hadn't said yes.
He looked at me confused.
"Aren't you angry?" he asked.
Angry? No I wasn't angry. I was feeling as if my heart was being squeezed. The thought of sharing Lucian with another woman, with Klara felt like a knife in the heart, twisting.
Really, what was I expecting? I knew I was marrying a prince and that it is not only common but a must for princes to have many wives. Wives meant allies and more power.
"No." Was all I could think of saying when I actually wanted to say a lot of things. But what could I say? I couldn't tell him not to marry Klara because that would get us both killed, even though that is exactly what I wanted to say.
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