Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 21

I panicked. How could I have fallen asleep when Lucian was ill? I quickly placed my hand on Lucian forehead who was still sleeping. No fever. What had made him so ill last night? He seemed fine just before we kissed.

The kiss.

His hand on my back, around my waist, in my hair, pressing body to his, the heat, the tingling sensation. I brought my hand up to my lips. His lips had been so soft yet so firm, moving against mine till I was breathless. He tasted like spices; hot burning your tongue, yet you came back for more. More... Yes, I wanted more.

I had been willing to give myself to him last night, but slowly his kiss had become sloppy. His arms trembled before his entire body shook. Fear showed in his beautiful eyes, struggle on his face and sweat beads on his forehead. I had seen him like that once before, when we were in the woods, when our lips had touched. Something told me it had to do with the kiss, but why?

Someone knocked on the door. Who could it be this early in the morning? Lucian swung his legs down from the bed startling me and stalked to the door as if hadn't been sleeping just now. Sometimes he was really strange. He opened the door and then I only heard whispering sounds before he closed it.

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"I need to go" he said, picking up his jacket from the bed and putting it on.

"Where?" I asked, worried.

"I will be back," he said as he left, ignoring my question. What happened that made him so stressed? Was it the bloodthirsty King, or did his father die? Unable to suppress my worry, I quickly got dressed and went looking for him.

blue, the sun casting its golden rays on the

breakfast at a large

standing up and bowing in unison when they took notice

eyes traveling along the table looking for Lincoln. He was

someone, my lady?" a guard

"Where is Lucian?"

So it was the bloodthirsty king. What did

you?" I asked. They looked at each other with shock and confusion before they started

said, pulling a chair out for me to sit on. Then, they just sat there, like disciplined children waiting for their teacher to give them a lecture. I could

only recognized Oliver and Ky as the one that

at each other, exchanging wide-eyed gazes before they presented themselves. The soldier to my left side stood up and

forgot the rest because they

why would you want to know our names? We are nothing but your servants," one of them asked. I think it was Anum. Lydia and

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