“We can trust her.” I told Klara. She looked hesitant for a while but then followed me inside.
As soon as I entered I felt a pulling force throwing me off balance and I fell flat on my stomach. I groaned in pain, tired of falling all the time and hurting myself.
“Are you alright?” Irene grabbed my arms and helped me up.
“Where are we?” Klara asked as she dusted herself off. She must have fallen to.
“Welcome to my home.” Irene smiled as she gestured toward a big white mansion.
Wow, it was beautiful. The mansion hovered proudly behind a big blue Iron gate which opened with a wave of her hand.
“Come on in.”
Irene entered first and we followed her inside. As we entered we were confronted by a beautiful garden. Short trimmed grass, rectangular beds of flowers, aromatic leaves, and the air, it was scented by the sweet fragrance of several flowers.
We walked on a looping stone path which led to a threshold. There stood a white marble fountain and birdcages hang from the roof. Further ahead stood the white mansion, flanked by several trees and bushes gently swaying to the warm spring breeze.
It was a very simple looking mansion with its garden yet there was something magical about it. Was it the melodic sound of gurgling water combined with the singing of birds or was it the sweet scent of flowers carried by the soft breeze?
Suddenly a crow came flying out of nowhere, startling both me and Klara then landed on Irene’s arm.
“This is V. One of my many pets.” Irene explained as she stroke it’s black feathers.
“My Lady?” someone spoke.
Turning my head, a tall blonde man was standing at the threshold holding a black cat in his arms.
“I was just about to come looking for you.” He said descending the marble stairs and walking up to us.
As he neared I realized how strikingly handsome he was. His blonde hair cascaded down to his broad shoulders and his eyes were a beautiful forest green.
“Oh Enoch, this is princess Hazel and princess Klara and this is Enoch.” Irene introduced. “He is… my… my cousin. ”
Averting his gaze he looked at me then at Klara.
“Nice to meet you.” He said while stroking the cat in his arms.
“Enoch, why don’t you take Klara to a nice room and I will tend to Hazel.” Irene suggested.
Klaras eyes widened as she looked at me. I nodded to reassure her.
Enoch looked at Klara. “This way My Lady.” He said and she followed him hesitantly.
“Lets go inside and take a look at you injured leg.” Irene smiled once we were left alone.
“How did you bring us here through that gate.” I asked.
“Oh… I will tell you all about it.”
Klara followed Enoch through the halls. She still didn’t trust this Irene so she had her hand on her sword ready for anything that might happen.
“No need to be scared. We don’t hurt our guests.” Enoch spoke as he walked in front of her. How did he know?
Enoch stopped in front of a wooden door and opened it.
He looked her up and down but he didn’t seem to like what he saw. “There is a bathroom inside and clean clothes in the closet.” He said then gestured for her to walk inside.
Klara entered the room, her face red with embarrassment. She could only imagine how awful she looked and how bad she smelled after being on the run for days. She turned around to thank him but he was already gone. Strange man, she thought but he was good looking.
Klara wondered around the room for a while, opening the closets, testing the bed, looking out the window then she decided to take a bath. After the bath, she slid into a blue chiffon gown that she found in the closet then began to dry her hair. Now she only needed some food and some sleep, she thought.
After drying her hair she exited the room and went to find Hazel. Klara had to make sure Hazel was safe and that this Irene could be trusted. But as she wandered around the halls she realized that she always came back to the same place. Was this some kind of magic? Was Irene keeping her away from Hazel?
“Mwew mwew…”
Klara turned to find the black cat that Enoch held earlier. Walking closer Klara crouched down and stretched her arms toward the cat.
“Come here..” She smiled but the cat just stared at her before it ran away.
“No wait…” She began to run after the cat but it was already gone.
Klara sighed. She was too tired to walk around that she even contemplated to go back to the room and sleep for a while. But she had to find Hazel.
Walking around, looking and getting frustrated by each time Klara came to a halt as she noticed something strange. It was a room, entirely made of glass, the walls, the roof everything. Entering the room she found green plants everywhere, kinds she had never seen before and animals. Different animals in cages. Some she recognized, hamsters, rabbits and frogs and some she had never seen before.
Klara found another glass room or more like a glass box. It was filled with water and fished swum inside.
She had never seen anything like it before. Caught in studying the beings inside the box she suddenly felt something touch her feet.
Looking down she screamed in horror as she found a snake slingering around her. Kicking wildly she ran while screaming at the top of her lungs until she hit something hard and fell backward.
Groaning in pain her eyes landed on a pair of black boots then her gaze traveled up long powerful legs encased in a pair of black pants. Skimming over powerful arms and broad shoulders covered by a black silk shirt her gaze landed on a pair of beautiful Hazel eyes. The amber in the middle contrasted beautifully with the bright green on the edge. Those eyes were breathtaking.
“My my what do we have here?”
Married To The Devils Son.
Chapter 51
Dark l. u. s. trous black hair framed a strong, defined face and pink soft lips were curved into a smirk.
“My my what do we have here?” His voice as smooth as his caramel skin held a mocking lilt.
When Klara didn’t reply or move he arched one dark brow.
“Do you find it comfortable sitting on the floor?” He asked.
“Huh? Oh… no…” Her face burned with embarrassment as she got up and adjusted her dress.
Why was she acting like this? Irritated with herself she looked at the man in front of her. Good lord, he was enticing, a feast to the eyes. She guessed that he might be from the tropics because of his tanned skin and exotic looks.
“You seemed to be in hurry?” He spoke.
Yes right, she forgot. She was running from a snake. A snake? Klara looked behind her. Luckily the snake hadn’t followed her.
“There was… a… a snake… in there,” Klara said pointing.
The man chuckled. “It’s harmless.”