Grabbing my arms she sat me down on the edge of the bed.
“Hazel, do you remember I told you magic is not a thing to use easily, that it has consequences?”
“Yes.”
“Any power anyone possess has its consequences if misused. Your husband… I don’t think his is very familiar with his powers, he really don’t know how to use them and he could overuse them and bring destruction upon himself.”
“How do you know that?”
“He doesn’t even know what he is, do you think he will know how to use his powers?”
I was quite for a moment trying to digest all the information I just got.
“Listen, I am a witch right?”
“Yes.”
“Alright. If I try to cast a very powerful spell and use all my power and overexert myself I could die, if not I would be weak for several days and my enemies would kill me meanwhile I can’t protect myself. The same goes for your husband, he needs to use the right amount of power, and to be able to do that he needs to be very familiar with his powers.”
I just looked at her, many questions swirling in my head and doubts on whether to believe her or not.
“So your husband must not think that he can fight an whole army himself. He could but that would make him very weak, or worse he could die.”
“And what makes you think he will fight a whole army himself?”
“He might have to do that, because of you.”
“Because of me?”
“Yes. He is planning on escaping with you. He is not safe outside these walls. Both his brothers have sent their men everywhere looking for him.”
“How do you know that?”
“I got the information from someone I trust.”
“So is Lucian a witch or not?”
“Some things I can’t tell you.” She said. “I need to leave now.”
“Wait! Why are you helping my husband?”
Somehow I was afraid to hear the answer. Was she a previous lover of his?
“I was not his lover, Hazel.” She said looking amused.
“Can you read my thoughts?”
“Just one of my many talents.” She said swirling and then she was gone.
I blinked several times. What had I just seen? She just disappeared in front of my eyes. Impossible.
“Your highness. Please consider your decision.” Lincoln begged.
“I have already made up my mind.” Lucian said irritation clear in his voice. He knew Lincoln feared for his life and wanted to protect him but he wished the man would stop begging.
He had promised Hazel to be a better husband so he wasn’t going to hurt her anymore.
“Have you prepared everything?”
“Yes Your Highness.”
Leaving Lincoln behind Lucian entered Klaras room through the window without anyone noticing him. It was late but he hoped she would be awake, and she was.
She lay on her bed reading a book. He approached her slowly thinking it was stupid of him to do this.
“Klara?”
Startled she sat up on bed “Lucian?” she looked at him with a questioning look then stood up.
“What are you doing here?” She asked.
Yes, how stupid. What was he doing here? He should just have escaped with Hazel.
Something flickered in her eyes.
“Lucian…” She began a warning in her tone. “I don’t know what you think of me but I am not like that.”
He knew what she was talking about. She thought he had come here to take her to bed. He couldn’t blame her when he had snuck into her room in the middle of the night.
“Klara, I can’t marry you. I am sorry that I am changing my decision all the time but this is my last and final decision.”
Her eyes widened as she put the pieces together.
“You are escaping aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“No,” She shook her head “you can’t. Then why did you come here to tell me?”
Because he knew how she felt about him. If he just escaped without saying goodbye when he had promised to marry her, he would scar her for life. And he knew how painful it was to live with a scar.
“I am not the right one for you. You will realize the day you find the right one. I have to go now.” He said turning around.
“I will scream if you go.” She threatened.
“Go ahead.”
“Lucian I’m going to scream.” Ignoring her he continued toward the window.
He knew she wouldn’t scream, at least not if her feelings were true.
Married To The Devils Son.
Chapter 45
“Are we really escaping?”
“Yes” Lucian said packing a few things.
Oh, lord. Irene was right.
“Lucian,” I said grabbing his arms “I know you are doing this for me but I really, really, really don’t mind you marrying Klara.”
“Do you want me to marry her and then isolate her somewhere?”
That was terrible. No women deserve to be treated that way.
“No.”
“Then you don’t mind me touching her, kissing her and taking her to bed?” He said frustration clear in his tone.
No. I didn’t like that either. Looking at my hands I tried to come up with something to say that made sense, but nothing came to mind. I was confused and scared.
“Listen Hazel.” Lucian said taking my hands. “I don’t want to marry Klara because I don’t want to neglect her. I know how it feels, I have been neglected my whole life. If I don’t ignore her it means I have to be with her, and I don’t want that either. I don’t want to be with anyone but you.”
I never thought about what he wanted. It would be wrong to force him to be with someone he didn’t want to. I knew how that felt.
“Alright.” I said.
We packed a few things and then sneaked out. Outside we met Lincoln, Oliver and few other of Lucians men.
“Your Highness, the weapons and horses are ready.” Lincoln informed.