“Just let it loose.”
Ylva did as I said. “You look happy today.” She pointed.
“I am.” I smiled. I just didn’t know it would be so obvious but again I was never good at hiding my feelings.
“I can understand that. His Highness must love you very much that he even chose to not have any mistresses.”
“What do you mean?” I asked confused.
“Didn’t he tell you?” She looked surprised.
I shook my head.
“Well, when you left the crown prince requested to see everyone who lived and worked here so we went to see him. Clearly, he was interested to see prince Lucians Mistresses and was confused when he found none. The head maid told him that His Highness got rid of his mistresses soon after he got married to you. That’s when the crown prince took interest in you. He was more eager to find you than His Highness.”
Lucian got rid of his mistresses? Why? Then who did he go to when he hadn’t been with me?
“I have heard a lot of frightening things about His Highness these last few days but I don’t care about those things anymore. I know he is a good husband.”
Yes, he was. Which man would get rid of his mistresses for his wife when he could have both and more?
“I’ll leave you now. Lydia is coming with breakfast soon.” She said and left.
Lucian, Lucian. He was still a mystery to me. I was so confused.
Standing up I looked myself in the mirror, turning back and forth I made sure that everything was perfect and that I looked good. When I was satisfied I grabbed one of my favorite scented oils and rubbed it into my hands and neck. As I massaged my neck slowly I felt sore in a specific place. It almost burned when I touched it. Removing the hair from my neck I leaned into the mirror to inspect the place.
There, just between my shoulder and neck I found a mark. I leaned even closer and my eyes widened at the realization. The mark looked just like Irene’s.
I drew back surprised. Lucian didn’t just bite me, he marked me. What was it Irene had said? Yes, mating mark. I was his mate and he… he was… he was a demon. Lucian was a demon!
Oh good lord.
I sat down and took a moment to accept that Lucian was a demon. It all made sense now, but something was missing. I still didn’t know Lucian’s connection to Lothaire or Irene. Could Lothaire really be Lucian’s father? And maybe he wasn’t helping him because…?
Lydia and another maid came in with breakfast. “Where would you like to have it, My Lady?”
I waved my hand, “Just serve it there.” I said. I had just now been hungry but I couldn’t even think about food right now.
They served the food on the table and left. I paced back and forth in the room as different theories flooded my head. Why was Irene cursed? And why am I the one who can help her break the curse? Is Irene maybe related to me? She had been so nice and loving from the first day I met her and she had been helping me a lot.
Ignoring my theories I sat at the table. I looked at the food but didn’t feel like eating at all. I just wanted to see Lucian and talk to him, but before that, I had to think of how to tell him he was a demon. He would probably laugh or take it badly and get hurt. Who would like to be called a demon?
I sighed. Grabbing a fork I picket a piece of the egg omelet before putting it into my mouth. It tasted good. Blocking all thoughts out I decided to enjoy my breakfast when someone knocked on the door.
“Come in.” I called. I heard the door open.
“Good morning, Your Highness.”
Startled I looked up. I knew this voice. Callum!
I hastily stood up from my seat almost making the chair fall. “Callum, I am so glad to see you. Are you alright?”
“No, thank you for your concern.”
“I am sorry I left you behind.”
His eyes widened. “Your Highness, please do not apologize to a mere servant like me.” He said looking down. “It’s my duty to protect you and I shall die doing so.”
I just smiled. It was a typical soldier behavior. “I am glad you are safe.”
“I shall excuse myself. Enjoy your breakfast.” He said and left.
I looked at the breakfast table then decided to leave. I left the room remembering Lucian’s words to stay in the room, but as impatient as I was now I couldn’t listen.
The two guards who were placed at the door began to follow me. Lucian probably told them to keep an eye on me.
“Where is His Highness?” I asked.
“At the crown princess quarters.” One of them said.
I made my way to Pierre’s quarters and just as I arrived I witnessed the most horrifying thing. Lucian had his hand buried inside a soldier’s chest and with a jerk, he pulled it out holding something bloody. It looked like a heart and it was still beating.
Married To The Devils Son.
Chapter 59
I didn’t know when a gasp escaped my lips because it felt like I could barely breathe, let alone make a sound. Lucian turned his head and when he saw me standing there his eyes widened. Unconsciously I
took a few steps back then turned around and ran back to my room. My heart was beating wildly and I felt like throwing up.
A heart? I just saw a beating heart. My head began to spin and I sat slowly down on the bed so that I wouldn’t fall. I realized I was shaking slightly. I had seen people die before but I had never seen anything like this.
My heart suddenly jumped at the sound of the door opening. Lucian closed the door behind him and just stood there watching me intently. I tried to avoid his gaze.
After a while I could hear his footsteps coming closer until he stood right in front of me. He grabbed my chin and lift my head up so I that I was looking at him.
“Are you afraid of me?” He asked with a soft voice.
I shook my head. “No.” and I wasn’t lying. I knew he would never hurt me but I just… I didn’t know what it was but I was very disturbed.