The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Leaving Alone

When Oriana woke up, she found that the sun was already up. "I keep sleeping late." But then she remembered it wasn’t her fault but Arlan’s, as he had made her sleep again after doing something indecent with her.

Well, indecent? She couldn’t deny she loved it.

Arlan was, as usual, not in bed. As Oriana sat up to get out of bed, he entered the room, dressed well, looking every bit the enigmatic Crown Prince of the kingdom.

"Good morning," he greeted her, his voice smooth.

Startled, Oriana pulled the covers up to her chin. "Morning."

Her gaze and her thoughts seemed wary, as if he might be up to something indecent again and wouldn’t let her slip out of the chamber.

"You seem fine, and our way of healing you seems to have worked just fine," he said as he walked towards her.

As Oriana shifted slightly, she realized there was no sting of pain. She puzzled over how Arlan could be so certain of her recovery. ’Did he check on me while I was asleep?’

Noticing the change in her expression, Arlan chuckled. "I considered checking personally, but I didn’t want to wake you. I could tell by the way you moved without wincing."

Relieved, Oriana said, "I need to go to my grandfather."

It was her way of signaling that she was not in the mood for his antics today, and she wasn’t prepared to endure whatever else he had in mind.

As much she enjoyed being with him, her dying grandfather needed her as well. With Arlan, she would have as much time she wished.

Arlan, seemingly unfazed by her request, calmly responded, "Rafal will take you there."

His agreement, so devoid of resistance, took her by surprise. "Thank you."

"New sets of clothes and everything you need have been arranged in the side chamber. Feel free to use it as yours. The bath is also ready."

Still caught off-guard by his cooperation, Oriana repeated, "Thank you." _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

"Do you need my help?" he asked, his voice soft.

Instantly on guard, Oriana shook her head emphatically. "No, I will manage."

Arlan gave a slight nod, his expression more somber now, a stark contrast to the playful demeanor he had shown upon entering. "I will leave you to it, then." He exited the chamber, using his powers to close the door behind him silently.

Oriana climbed out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her securely, and walked towards the bath. The tub was filled with steaming water, evoking memories of the time they had shared in the water, relaxing.