His voice laced with seduction. Imagining a baby of them inside her womb, the thought brought an unexpected sweet smile on Cedric's face which wasn't seen by others always.
Ayra breathed heavily. He was standing so dangerously close that it was giving her sinful ideas. Now he was touching her bottom, the sensation only worsened her thoughts and mind.
She drew a short breath, prepared herself to reply truthfully,
" Women can be sensitive about her position, Milord."
Cedric hummed before running his hand over her back slowly until she was breathing hard as if a marathon race was coming on her way.
Cedric blew another series of hot airs over skin. Feeling the curves of her body, he replied changing his playful tone into a serious one,
" I am not blaming you for being sensitive, Princess. I am just bothered that you can't see me with sincerity in your eyes. Am I really not good enough for you?"
Ayra tilted her head back to stare at Cedric. His eyes were glowing in lust but the pain of being hurt couldn't be hidden so easily. He was glad that at least she cared about his subject. But thinking twice that she actually came to sneak out because of her doubts on him, he was saddened once again.
It was hard to control someone whom you desire from mind.
A little taken back by his words, Ayra replied letting her guards down unknowingly,
" Cedric! At first, I am a woman before your wife. I can't deny the fact that I felt hurt about your past. But repeating the same deeds that you were indulged in, I can't tolerate it always. Above all, I have my own pride. You are the one that forced to marry me. It wasn't my choice and you.. left no options for me. Still someday if you think that I am not good enough for you, just ask me to leave rather than choosing other methods to humaliate me."
Cedric lowered his head down and noticed the way that she was pinching her palms together. She had picked up an invoulantarily habit. Whenever she was hurt or nervous, she kept pinching on her palms together.
Cedric smiled faintly and pulled his eyes up to look into her eyes. Inching closer, he asked narrowing his gaze slightly,
" So you can't forgive me for what have I done to you, Princess? Is that what are you telling? Or you still think that Seth was better option for you?"
Ayra glanced up at him blankly. Out of her nervousness, she failed to detect the dark layer of anger behind Cedric's eyes.
An urgent knock from the door interrupted their conversation. Ayra closed her mouth and shot a curious glare on the doorway. No one should be coming at this hour unless anything serious happened.
Even Cedric was bit stunned. Leaving her side slowly, he walked over to open the doorway and found Frenchies in a terrible look. Frenchies swallowed passing him a letter and informed in a painful voice,
" We..we have received a news from Richalwolf Land. Princess Isabella was attacked on her way."
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Jessie was living her friend's house in Basarisk. The mansion wasn't stationed not too far away from the Palace. After drinking and cheering with her friends for a long time, she was exhausted and was laid beside her friend, Lorren in her house.
Jessie was nearly on the verge of sleeping when the door of mansion was knocked suddenly. Since they were commoners not Royals, it was natural for them to get scared.
Lorren's father went over to open the door cautiously. His one hand gripping a gun, he approached the door carefully and opened partially.
" Mr. Warren, I am sorry for the interruption but the king has asked for his sister right now."
Mr.Warren sighed in relief as he was familiar with Frenchies. Pulling open the door widely, he greeted Frenchies with a smile,
" Master Frenchies! What a pleasant surprise! Princess Jessie must be sleeping with my daughter. Is it very important? They just have gone to sleep after partying."
Frenchies shook his head denying. Before he could explain the situation that how serious it was, Jessie's groggy voice came from upstairs in Lorren's house,
" Frenchies! What are you doing here at this hour?"
Frenchies gave her a short bow politely and reported clearing his throat,
" Princess.. Actually..We all have to leave for Richalwolf Land as soon as possible."
Jessie stopped rubbing her sleepy eyes. She heard before leaving that Isabella would be going to live in Richalwolf Land with their aunt Shelly. She spoke striding through the stairs excitedly,
" Why? Has sister gone? Did she give birth already?"
Frenchies had a tough time in responding Jessie's questions. They all were excited about the baby but everything was gone.
Frenchies let out a helpless sigh. Swallowing down for a while, he reported lowly,
" No.. Princess... Actually princess Isabella was attacked on her way and...she..she lost the baby.."
The news shook Jessie violently in her spot. She gasped pressing her palm on her lips disbelievingly and asked like a whisper,
" What.. what are you saying..This..this can't be happened.. Frenchies..how did it all happened? Who attacked her? Tell me? What were our guards doing?"
Frenchies answered darkening his gaze dangerously,
" Some bastards from Davina. It must be done by Prince Shanz."
The moment, Frenchies mentioned about the culprit, Jessie's face clouded in anger. Tears began to fall down relentlessly since she knew that how important the baby was for Isabella. She would be dying if she get to know that her baby wasn't in this earth anymore.
Wiping her tears off stubbornly, Jessie stepping forward and pulled out Frenchies's sword silently. Frenchies was shocked and before he could ask her anything, Jessie ran outside hastily.
Frenchies kept shouting on her back,
" Princess Jessie! Stop! Where are you going?"
Frenchies followed her outside but she had already gone with his horse without informing him anything. Frenchies kept staring at her back blankly.
It wasn't the path of Richalwolf Land. Then where was she going?
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Hi everyone! My exam is scheduled to hold on 17th October. Currently I am running between studies and writing. So the update might be little unstable this days until my exam is done.. Hopefully, you will bear with me.