Lucian lay facing the other side and I wondered if he was angry with me.
"Are you angry with me?" I asked.
"Why would I be?"
"I don't know" I whispered.
He turned around facing me.
"I am not angry." He said his voice soft.
If he wasn't angry, there was something else he wasn't telling me.
"Will you hold me then while we rest?"
Without waiting he drew me into his arms and after a while, he fell asleep. I was very tired as well after being awake the whole night but I didn't want to sleep since Lucian would leave after we woke up I wanted to be awake and savor the feel of being in his arms. But I couldn't.
I kept repeating Irene's words in my head and it made my stomach twist in fear. What if something happened to Lucian? What if he never came back? Maybe I should have convinced him to marry Klara.
"You haven't slept?" Lucian asked surprised when he woke up.
"I wasn't very tired." I lied to no avail.
"Hazel, you don't need to worry. I will come back safe." He assured me.
Lucian's men gathered their horses outside, getting ready to leave. Lincoln was speaking to his wife, it looked like he was assuring her he would come back safe but she still looked worried. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and a reassuring smile. Surprisingly I had never seen him smile before. This was the first time and he looked like a different person.
By the way, where was Lucian? Looking around I found him stalking toward me. By the time I realized what he was about to do it was too late and he had already pressed his lips to mine, in front of everyone. On top of that it wasn't a light and quick kiss, but a long and passionate one that knocked all air out of my lungs.
He drew back, a smirk on his face. What was that for?
"This is for slapping me, wife."
Embarrassed I looked around and everyone looked away quickly. I wished the earth could open up and swallow me and I glared at Lucian accusingly.
He laughed. "Do you still want me to come back?"
"Yes. How can I pay you back otherwise?" I said.
"I look forward to that." He smirked.
Placing a kiss on my forehead, "I will be back wife." He said then rode off with his men.
It has been a week since Lucian left and for every day that went by I got more and more worried. I couldn't live on like this, the anxiety was eating me alive.
"My Lady, You haven't been eating well lately." Malia pointed. "You should eat something."
"I am fine." I said. She looked at me skeptically.
Suddenly the door flew open and Callum stood there breathless.
"My lady, we need to leave now." He said.
"Why? What happened?" I asked standing up.
"I saw some guards with drawings of you and his highness asking the villagers if they saw you. Soon enough they will find us if we don't leave."
Only grabbing a few important things we left the house. I sat behind Callum on the horse while Malia rode on her own. Even she could ride, why couldn't I?
Well, I had my father to thank for all the things I couldn't do.
When we thought we had come far enough we stopped.
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