Claimed by the Prince of Darkness

Chapter 169: Only Mine to See

In the Slaters’ garden, Ruelle sat across from Lucian, her scarf wrapped around her neck and her coat hugging her, while Lucian sat with his coat hanging over his shoulders. Where they sat now in the garden, the snow had been thawed and cleared. Servants placed down the warm dishes on the table before they left.

Her eyes shifted and caught Peyton standing near one of the walls of the mansion, keeping an eye on them from a distance that Lucian approved of.

Lucian watched her look around, his wine-red eyes tracking every shift and breath of hers. The wind picked up just slightly and her hair moved.

"Would you have preferred we stayed inside?" Lucian asked, pulling back her attention to him.

"This is fine," Ruelle murmured, before adding, "It’s just... a little unusual."

"We’ll have the invitations sent out tonight," Lucian said, serving food on her plate. "Tell me who you would like to invite. I’ll have Maude send it along with the rest."

Ruelle gave him a small nod. It wasn’t as though she had many people she could call her own. "Just a few," she murmured, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "Hailey and her family. Kevin’s."

"And?" Lucian’s gaze lingered on her, as if expecting more. He tilted his head slightly. "The prince?"

"He is your family," Ruelle replied with a small smile while wondering if it was okay to invite Edward. Not that she didn’t want to...but he hadn’t stayed until this morning to exchange any word and had left for the castle last night.

"He’s closer to you," Lucian answered. He looked at a distance towards the direction of the mansion walls and then said, "I’ll have the invitation sent in your name."

Ruelle then remembered she could send her second cousin, who used to visit her family but with how often he travelled, she wasn’t sure if he would be able to attend it.

"Have you decided how you want the wedding?" he asked, picking the fork and knife, before cutting a small slice of the meat.

"I haven’t thought much about it. I suppose something simple would be enough," she admitted quietly. But with it being a political wedding to complete the treaty, she could only guess that all ministers and other important figures would be turning up for it. There would be nothing simple about it. "How about you?"

"I just need you," Lucian replied before taking a bite from his fork.

Ruelle felt her stomach flutter and she quickly took a bite from her plate. Who knew Lucian Slater could say something like that to her... Wanting to serve too, she reached for the container without thinking, and her fingers found the hot metal handle. She quickly pulled it away, noticing a slight frown marring his face.

"It’s just a little burn," Ruelle said with a small laugh, holding up her finger despite the faint sting. "I’ve had worse. Hot tea spilled on my hand once but thankfully it didn’t leave a mark though."

his seat, his head slightly tilted and he indulged her with

me. It was long back. I didn’t behave well and—" her words caught in her throat, noticing the icy expression on Lucian’s face. "You don’t have to worry about it and it’s in the past," she added before taking

she noticed a softness in his expression, and yet beneath it lingered a quiet displeasure, an

blood into a slow, circular motion, "that you walk without raising your feet? What

moment, she asked him, "Why didn’t you

had chosen me. Anything else would have been no different

murmured, watching Lucian take a sip of blood while his eyes continued to stay on her. She asked

face. A quiet breath left him, almost thoughtful. The question

have taken my time," he

him a small nod, her eyes

true. A flicker of worry touched her mind. It’s okay, she told herself. Everyone was safe right now and

you to paint me?" Realising how vain and presumptuous

"No."

That was fast...

unable to help herself. It wasn’t like

"Here."

fork, a piece of meat balanced delicately on the tines. The gesture was so smooth that it took her a moment to understand what he was

doing. She looked left and right instinctively,

food..." Her words came out soft. But he patiently

leaned forward, parting her lips and biting into it, though for a brief second, the fork seemed to move back. Making her reach for him. The meat was warmer than

"I am sorry that I don’t remember anything about when we were young. I

be offered a position in the courthouse," Lucian responded as he set his fork down. "It isn’t easy for humans, especially to get in. It

went through the treaty..."

the first week, when Hailey called your name

that this same Lucian had made her cry in the

earrings and stopped her from being Sexton’s property. She couldn’t believe she had been brave enough to slap him... Truthfully though, if she had seen him pull out people’s ribs first, she might have maintained her distance from

in the end, everything seemed to have fallen where it was

following morning arrived like