Married to the Devil's Son

Chapter 2

We rode home in silence. I hated it because it made me nervous and it gave me time to think about what was waiting for me in my new home. The wedding consummation. I had never even touched a guy before, father made sure of that, and now I would.... I shook my head. You're scaring yourself, I scolded.

"Your Highness?" 

"Yes?" 

"Do you have another wife, Your Highness?" I asked. I shouldn't have. It was none of my business. Mother had told me to be careful not to ask a prince such questions, but I didn't care. I needed to know what was waiting for me once I arrived. He looked at me with a narrowed gaze. Now he would get angry, I thought.

"No, I don't," he answered slowly. I felt relief. Why? Just because he didn't have one now, didn't mean that he wouldn't get one. 

"But I have many mistresses," he finished.

Of course. He was attractive, and a prince, and a man. I wanted to curse, but he suddenly laughed. 

"You don't seem to like that," he said. Why would I? But I couldn't say that.

"It's not for me to like or dislike, Your Highness," I said. He said nothing to that. I wondered what his name would be.

"Your Highness?"

"You may call me Lucian when we are alone". Lucian.

informed us that we had arrived. Lucian stepped out of the

castle was grand, and the garden was even more luxurious, with green bushes and colorful flowers. "Lucian?" Someone called, and I turned my head

in royal robes approached

welcome you and your

that so?" Lucian

brothers after all!" The

these men his brothers?

He was a few inches taller. The guards behind

his back to his brother, he took my hand, gripping it hard as

halt. His grip on my hand loosened. "My mother is dead," he said with no emotion. "And

us. "Your Highness, My Lady," they greeted with a bow. "Your Highness,

life. At first he didn't let go of my hand, but when the maids gave him

a beautiful white nightgown and its matching robe, both made of silk. They took out the pins in my hair and let it fall down in waves. After putting

this?" I

relax, and it will decrease the

then

own faces. Why did they pity me? Was he going to be rough with me? He didn't seem like the gentle type from the way he gripped my wrist earlier. It was as if his hand was made

me to our private chamber and sat

will tell His Highness that you are ready," they

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