"The lady's meal is ready, Your Highness." A knock sounded from the door followed by a voice, breaking the heavy silence that followed Romeo's intimately intense words.He eased back and looked at her hair before giving a satisfied nod and finally letting the strands glide smoothly over his fingers – missing their texture immediately the second they left his grasp. When he lifted his gaze to the mirror, he saw his wife's face burning red and was as pleased as punch. He found her reaction absolutely adorable, and her lips were finally pink again.Since he had awakened her before daybreak, Romeo knew that she must be starving. He had suspected her weakness from earlier until now was mostly caused by starvation. Reason being, last night, as soon as he arrived home, he had dug out from her maids and Elijah that she had not been eating well since he left, and she even skipped her dinner before going to bed last night. He had planned on feeding her but with all the chaos that were occurring
After Roselle was done with her meal, Elijah brought her around to tour the inside of the castle. Elijah did not bring Roselle to venture outside due to the heavy snow. However, Elijah had cut short the tour even before they could have a look at everything, citing the reason that she had to go to bed and rest. The werewolf was obviously regarding her as someone so fragile and weak, looking very alert and uneasy with worry the whole time he accompanied her around, telling her to be careful as they were going up or down the stairs as though she would suddenly trip and fall.Roselle could not blame him though. She knew that to the Werewolves; humans were fragile vases that could be shattered to pieces with just one mistake. For most of the time, this statement would hold true. Compared to them, human life truly was fragile. Even simple accidents could ultimately lead to one's death. But Roselle had also seen so many strong humans who go against the norm. Many of them who break the mould
Roselle pressed her lips together, seeing that he seemed to be enjoying his little teasing game. But she really wanted to know what this piece of good news was."You're… a tease." Though she complained, she stepped closer to Romeo who ended up biting his lower lip again probably to stop himself from chuckling."Closer, wife."She pressed her lips tighter and despite the moment of hesitation, she still obeyed, causing Romeo's eyes to lighten up even more.Roselle steeled herself as she continued to approach Romeo. They were already too close, and their faces were only inches apart! She didn't dare look up at him and just kept her eyes staring straight at his chest while waiting in anticipation. He finally bent over, so close that his lips felt like they lightly brushed past her ear. She knew it didn't, but his cool breath caressed her ear and she couldn't help but feel disoriented. "My wife finally made a move on me."She drew back, looking at him. "What?"He bent again, this time, his
"Let me touch you." The raspy voice that was hot and heavy with want, literally scorched her with the intense heat of his intensions.And Roselle could not speak. Her tongue felt swollen, and her mouth seemed to be glued shut. She was transfixed by his glittering eyes that held her so intensely, making her unable to move. He was doing it again, seducing her, hypnotizing her and she could not help but fall helplessly under this deadly but somehow welcoming spell that was killing every one of her will and thoughts and hesitations."Is that too much for me to ask yet?" his voice came out like a pained groan but a moment later, it became even deeper, hoarser, darker and hungrier than ever before. "Then… how about a kiss? Let me kiss you, Roselle... just a kiss… I won't touch, I promise."His words, his closeness, his electric gaze, and the erotic waft of his cool breath against her lips turned Roselle's mind into mush. She could not even follow the rhythm of her heart anymore. And before
After the deliciously toe-curling kiss, he eased back a little until their lips were barely touching. The steamy puffs of their breaths mingling as she finally opened her intoxicated eyes. But before his glorious face could register in her blurry gaze, his tongue was buried inside her mouth again. Another deep, raw and spine tingling kiss followed. He continued tasting, sucking, and licking the inside of her mouth as though he could not get enough of her.And as he feasted on her mouth, Roselle could not do anything but feel the inexplicable pleasure that was threatening to blot out her consciousness. Something hot and sweet began to swell within her breast and stomach and between her thighs.Another sweet moan escaped from her lips as her trembling hands move on their own and settled lightly against his naked chest. A sound of satisfaction rumbled in Romeo's throat and his mouth was suddenly latched onto her jaw. He kissed and nibbled her there and then slowly travelled down the holl
The other side of the bed was empty and cold when Roselle woke up. She couldn't help but wonder if what happened last night… no last morning was all just a dream. Did he even get any sleep at all? He should have as he was asleep before her. Did he wake up after sleeping for just a couple of hours?Roselle shook her head and hastily climbed off the bed as the memories of their kiss began to invade her mind again. Elijah had knocked on her door after Roselle was done with her private matters and he escorted her out of her room.It was sunset and her meal was prepared at the castle's terrace. The snow had stopped falling but everything was still covered in white, and the venue of her meal was unexpectedly quite regal. She was going to eat on a beautiful terrace overlooking the city accompanied by the lovely sunset.She still could not get used to the fact that in this place, their breakfast was not after sunrise but at sunset. Elijah had pleaded to her yesterday to follow the werewolf sl
"The late empress hid her son in such a place because she knew that the emperor would kill His Highness the moment he sees his appearance. That's why nobody had ever seen His Highness for the first 16 years of his life except the late empress herself," Elijah continued. "When the late empress revealed the existence of Prince Romeo, the imperial palace was shaken since they never thought the empress had ever conceived the emperor's child. That time, Prince Romeo's eyes were scarlet red, and his hair was dark brown. Nobody knew that the late empress had purposely starved His Highness so his eyes could remain red all the time and had dyed his hair as well. She had told everyone the reason why she had hidden His Highness' existence for so many years was due to the prince's unusual red eyes and she was just trying to protect her child from any harm.Everyone knew that the empress and the emperor's relationship was not one that was on good terms with each other as the emperor blatantly show
Roselle had already gone through a few books that she found in the library, but she could not focus on any of them. Her mind just kept going back to the thoughts about Romeo and his childhood. What happened to his mother, the empress? Werewolves supposed to live for a long time. So how come she had already… could it be that she was killed?The thought made Roselle's grip on the book she was holding tightened. Her heart ached at the realization that Romeo had already lost both his parents and was now labelled as a traitor. Moreover, what had happened to him in the dungeon? How did the empress manage to hide a prince in a dungeon that was located in the imperial palace for sixteen years? Didn't Werewolves had the ability to sense someone's presence even without seeing them? Not to mention what Elijah said about his extraordinary skills. If no one aside from the empress saw him within those sixteen years, how did he even hone his fighting skills?Questions kept piling up in Roselle's min