“Can’t you see? You got your weapons back and you can get anything else that you want.” She looked down and lowered her voice. ” She can give you things I can’t.”
Seeing her like that turned his anger into something else he couldn’t quite describe and he drew her into his arm. He wished he could tell her there was another way out but there wasn’t and he could put her life in danger.
“I am alright with you marrying her, ” she said looking up at him “as long as you don’t give your heart to her.”
That wouldn’t be a problem. He had already given his heart to Hazel and he wanted to give the rest of him to her and only to her.
He couldn’t imagine himself marrying Klara, even his demon hated that thought.
“Will you say yes?”
“I’ll think about it,” he said but Hazel knew he was basically saying no.
“Lucian!” She said pulling herself away from his embrace. “There is nothing to think about. You marry her or die and leave me alone here with her brother who god knows what he will do to me.”
Lucian stopped breathing for a moment as an image of Rasmus having his hands all over Hazel appeared in his head. Anger boiled inside of him, his demon growled at the thought and he could slowly feel the color of his eyes changing and the sharp pain of when his nails elongated cutting through his flesh. He stormed out of the room before Hazel could see the terrifying him.
“Lucian where are you going?” He could hear her call behind him.
“My Lady, what are you thinking so deeply about?”
“I don’t understand. Shouldn’t he be happy that I want him to marry Klara?” I asked confused. I had been thinking a lot about it after he left the room looking like he was about to kill someone.
“You should stop thinking My Lady and go to sleep. It is very late.”
“I will wait for him.”
“He won’t come tonight,” Irene said.
“How do you know?”
“I just know My Lady.” She never quite answered every time I asked her how she knew things. She always said the same thing ‘I just know’, and she was right, he never came.
The next day I sat with Irene at the garden drinking her delicious tea. Since I started drinking it I felt much calmer and much more fresh and beautiful.
“Do you put something in the tea?” I asked.
“Yes, lots of herbs that are good for the skin, hair and just health in general.”
“So you don’t put some kind of magic?” I asked lowering my voice. She laughed.
“No, My Lady. I could do that but that wouldn’t be a good thing to do. Magic is not a thing to use easily.
There are always consequences.”
“Ah…” was all I said then my thoughts wondered to Lucian. Where was he right now?
Lucian inhaled sharply and clenched his fists. He hated what he was about to do.
“Alright. I will marry you if you promise that no harm will come to Hazel.”
She looked at him surprised at first but then hurt.
“I would never do anything that would harm you. I know you care about your wife, I will protect her the way you do.”
He knew she was being honest but he wondered why she would go so far for him that she would even protect his wife.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked her carefully again.
“Yes,” she said without hesitation.
“I will never give my heart to you.”
“Life is full of surprises, you never know.” She smiled but he could see she was hurt. He could only hope she would wake up before ruining her life.
“Now that you said yes I have a gift for you.” She motioned with her hands and two guards came behind him holding a lifeless body, which they let fall to the ground.
It was the body of his brother Tristan.
“Now you only have Pierre and Mason to worry about.”
Married To The Devils Son.
Chapter 41
“I don’t know if I can do this.” I said looking myself in the mirror.
“Yes you can My Lady. If you don’t do this then princess Klara will.”
Irene had made me wear a beautiful white gown with nothing underneath.
“But isn’t this too much?”
Irene smiled.
“You are not n. a. k. e. d, My Lady. You are still wearing a dress, just showing a little more than usual to make him want to see the rest.” She winked.
I didn’t even know if this was a good idea. He had only yesterday warned me to not seduce him, but I wasn’t seducing him really. I was just going to brush my hair and put oils on my skin, just as I do every night before I go to sleep. The only difference would be that I would be doing it in front of him now, which Irene thought would make him want me.
I was doubtful but Irene was convinced. Well, she knew more about men then I did so I decided to take her advice.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” She said putting her hand on my shoulder.
“I do want him. I am just not sure if he wants me.” and that made me scared of wanting him.
“He does want you and if he doesn’t, then make him.”
Yes, I had to make him want me otherwise Klara would.
“Is he even coming tonight?” I asked.
“Yes, he is.” She said with a frown. “I’ll leave you now.” On her way, she blew a few more candles off and gave me a reassuring smile before closing the door behind her.
As soon as Lucian walked into the room a wonderful smell penetrated his nostrils. It smelled of roses and fresh air and… Hazel. He looked around. The room was mostly dark, the only light coming from a few lit candles and the full moon that shone outside the window.
His eyes searched the room until they found Hazel who was sitting in front of the mirror brushing her hair. She stopped for a while and looked at him.
“You came.” She smiled.