The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 589

Chapter 589: A Demoness, Through And Through

Oriana had just finished her bath, feeling relieved that Arlan hadn’t disturbed her private time. Wrapped in a bath towel, she peeked out before stepping out, making sure Arlan wasn’t there, then marched straight to the side chamber where her wardrobe was.

As she entered the side chamber, Ana arrived. "Good afternoon, Your Highness."

"Ana?" Oriana almost jumped. "You scared me. I thought..." She patted her chest to calm herself.

Ana smiled lightly. "His Highness has returned to the Thistle Palace. His Majesty has requested both of your presence at the Oak Palace," she informed, proceeding with her tasks.

"Oak Palace? Is it something important?" Oriana asked.

"It seems His Majesty wishes to introduce you to the new guests in the palace," Ana replied.

Oriana understood; it was the Marquis and his daughter she was going to meet. "Alright."

As Ana brought the clothes, Oriana removed her towel, so immersed in her thoughts about the new guests that she forgot about the intricate designs adorning her the skin on her entire body.

The moment Oriana’s towel fell away, Ana’s eyes widened, but she swallowed her words, understanding the obvious reason for the marks on Oriana’s body.

Noticing Ana’s gaze, Oriana cleared her throat awkwardly. "Get me a dress that covers me up to my neck."

"Your Highness, I will first get an ointment for you so these marks will heal faster," Ana offered.

"Don’t bother. They don’t hurt, and I can’t greet our guests while smelling like medicine," Oriana replied.

Ana agreed and fetched the requested dress, helping Oriana get ready. Once dressed and ready, another servant entered and informed them, "Your Highness, His Highness has arrived and is waiting for you."

Oriana nodded and left the chamber, with Ana following her. As she stepped out of the mansion door, she saw Arlan talking to Rafal. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of her handsome husband, her cheeks reddening as memories from the previous night resurfaced upon seeing him. _{freēwebnovel.com}

Seemingly sensing her presence, Arlan shifted his attention to her. Their gazes met, and Oriana swallowed hard, her breathing turning shallow.

’What’s wrong with me? It’s daytime, not a new moon night, yet I feel this way towards him. Is it really her, or just me? Is he right when he says I should stop hiding behind her and that this is just who I am—a demoness through and through, lusting after my handsome husband at just a sight of him?’

As she pondered, she found his gaze fixed on her, seemingly seeing through her soul. ’It would be embarrassing if he finds out how he is affecting me in broad daylight. This will pass. I need to get a hold of myself.’

As she reached the bottom of the stairs at the entrance, Arlan turned to her, noticing how her dress covered her from neck. He moved his hand to tuck a stray strand of hair blown by the breeze, causing Oriana to flinch slightly, but she stayed in place.

"You look beautiful as always," he praised, taking her by surprise. Lately, he had been generous with compliments. She knew she was indeed beautiful, but his words still caught her off guard.

"Thank you," she replied softly.

The atmosphere seemed filled with the sweetness of their love, and everyone could feel the bliss in the air. Ana and the other female servants smiled slightly at the couple’s tender interaction while knights stood as if they could see or hear nothing.

Arlan leaned in closer, and Oriana instinctively leaned back, her eyes questioning him.

A light smirk painted his lips as he circled his hand around her waist and pulled her closer.

"Arlan..."