The previous excitement of meeting Donovan was gone. Instead, she felt like not meeting Donovan for the time being. But there was nothing she could do when Abrielle and Genie came to check on her. What happened was between him and Donovan so Silja didn't say anything to them.
Obediently she did as per rule and took a seat on a bed like a new bride should do before Abrielle and Genie left. She thought she would just talk it out with Donovan but Donovan's attitude just now was unbearable.
And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. She looked at him with her fierce eyes filled with grievance and rage.
In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air just by looking at Silja's eyes. Donovan looked at Silja with surprise.
"Interesting." He smiled like a devil.
"How dare you?" Silja pulled the piece of clothes up to cover her body. Her whole body was trembling. But Donovan was shocked seeing that this time her powers didn't burst like before but she used them in a controlled way.
But that wasn't his concern, for now, they could discuss that later.
Donovan tried to avoid looking at Silja who was standing there only in a thin petticoat and walked around her.
The petticoat was hanging loosely on her shoulder and instead of sleeves it had ropes, and with a deep neck and backline, Silja's back was almost exposed.
And sure enough, his eyes darkened at what he saw. Silja was about to turn around but Donovan held her shoulders and stopped her from moving. His warm fingers touched her bare shoulders and Silja felt like she was electrocuted.
"Let go of me…" she shouted and tried to break free.
"Does it hurt," as soon as those words left her mouth she heard Donovan asking at the same time.
His long fingers gently pressed on the bruise on her back, just below the neck.
Silja and Donovan froze for a second hearing each other's words.
Silja turned around and looked at him in disbelief and Donovan tried to understand why this woman was so mad today?
What happened in just one day he left her?
Donovan raised his hand and asked again, "Is pain still there? Why didn't you tell me that night that you were hurt?" He gently cupped her face and asked.
The last time he left for interrogation he found out from the maid that Silja was just exhausted and apart from the bruise on her back she wasn't hurt anywhere else.
He wanted to check on her immediately but since she was resting he didn't and left.
The other reason was that if he went to see her again he might not be able to leave her, after all, it was their wedding night and if possible he would not leave Silja's side until she woke up.
Donovan took a deep breath and slowly blew on Silja's wounds. It was from the time when she was hit by a stone during the fight with that witch near the shrine.
The whole area has turned purple, and it pained Donovan's heart.
Seeing that Silja wasn't saying anything Donovan looked up at her and found her red eyes staring at him with tears that were ready to burst any moment.
"Silja, what happened?" Donovan turned her around and cupped her face. Silja was still holding her dress near her chest.
"Silja…" when she didn't say anything Donovan pulled her and made her sit on the bed while he sat beside her legs on his knees.
"What's wrong?" He asked again.
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"You...you are rude…," she said, turning her head aside.
Donovan widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Why did you do this?" Silja whined looking at her dress.
"Are you crying for a dress," he blinked his eyes. Sure women like pretty dresses but he thought Silja was not like them. Actually, he didn't want to do that but didn't know why he felt like teasing her a bit. But how did he get such a big reaction for that?
"Go away," Silja glared at him, she raised her hand and pushed him.
Donovan looked at the woman in disbelief.
"If you like it that much I'll order another one for you," Donovan said lovingly but instead she found her glaring at him. It wasn't actually the dress that made her mad.
"Did something happen?" So he tried to ask again but the answer he got was beyond his expectations.
"Go ask your mistress that?" Silja yelled and stood up ready to leave. The anger and grievance were bubbling in her heart for so long and the dam she had created to stop it from pouring out broke the moment she saw him.
But before she could take two steps Donovan caught her hand and pulled her back.
He turned her around and looked into his eyes, which were red from tears.
"Mistress?" He didn't know what she was talking about anymore.
"Don't behave as if you don't know anything," Silja snapped without thinking.
"How can I know if you don't tell me?" Donovan grabbed her shoulder and stopped her from moving.
"I don't want to tell. You should go and ask your women," Silja gritted her teeth. Her words were not hurting her but also making Donovan angry too.
Donovan pursed his lips in frustration.
"I have only one woman and that is you. My wife," His face twisted in frustration.
"Oh really? Then what about Lady Priscilla? Do you dare to say that you don't have anything to do with her?" Silja raised her eyebrows. The hate was visible on her face when she spat Priscilla's name.
Donovan's forehead creased as soon as he heard the name.
And just like that, he understood everything. Donovan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Did she come to bother you? What did she say?" Donovan looked at Silja with patience.
"This whole chamber is filled with the memory of what we did together. The bed there, the bathroom, the balcony and even the vanity you just used," Silja imitated Priscilla's tone.
Donovan looked at her with confusion.
"That's what she said," Silja clarified.
Donovan pursed his lips and his pupils contracted.
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