บททั้งหมดของ Duchess Of Sebria: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

37The shock was diffused all over the king’s face. His eyes were locked on the woman whose head was bowed in both; respect and tremor. He swallowed down the hard pill and bewilderingly blinked at her. Renai let out a shaky breath and straightened her posture, her eyes were never daring to lift up. Whereas Arlet was still reeling from the shock she witnessed a moment ago. Being the king's concubine, she was privileged to enter his room without seeking his permission. When she heard of the incident she couldn’t hold herself from not visiting him, but now her audacity had caused her a ticket of handful trouble. Glancing at the king’s reaction, she was certain her death was looming around. He would snap her head any time. “I..I shall be leaving,” Renai babbled and stepped ahead to leave but Zebian held her wrist, stopping her feet right away. She let out a stifled breath and tilted her head over her shoulder to glance at their hand contact. Her glossy eyes trailed up from their skins

Zebian was screwed to find any good in her words. It only evaluated his fury. Slamming his fists on either side of her head. He fanned out heavy breaths on her face while fixing his stare on her.Renai flinched poorly. “A whore like her can never be my woman,” His hand snaked to her neck and he wrapped his fingers around it. A fresh coat of sweat smeared against his fingerpads. “She can’t be called her grace, for it is only for a woman who I shall choose,” He pulled her close, bent to her level and joined his forehead with hers, inhaling her breaths. Their lips had a fraction of an inch gap. “Which I had chosen long before when I had sealed her lips with mine beside that tree. I chose her the moment I fell in love with her. I chose her to be my woman, be the queen of my heart and realm and produce me an heir for my throne who would run my legacy,” his hand trailed down her dress only to slip it beneath the fabric. His fingers precisely caressed her joined knees, gliding all the wa

Zebian sighed heavily and pressed his lips before facing his back on her. He sat in a kneeling position while Renai read his movement. The cruel sight had caught her eyes, those torrents of tattered scars gracing his skin. She gulped when she began scrutinising the bruises. Some were new, some were faded patches but all of them were equally spine-chilling. The old scars were lighter than the newer ones but they equally told a story. Every scar had its own different story. The older ones were severely carved on his skin, the rough patches were tattooed on it and they made her wonder when did he get them. “You see them? What do you think they are?” Zebian asked her, causing gooseflesh on her skin. Renai’s eyes flitted on the back of his head and gulped yet again. “I don’t know,” She cloaked through her parched throat. Zebian smiled.“Look closely, you may find an answer,” He said. Renai breathed deeply and scooted an inch closer. Her eyes attentively roamed at the patchwork. The bruis

Looking up, Evelyn gulped. “Is everything al…alright? Are you…okay?” Renai felt hesitant to match her gaze. She bit her lower lip, snuck a glance at her and nodded shyly. “Why are you in this…and your hair?” Evelyn couldn’t stop herself from asking instead of taking her to the bath hall. At first, she assumed the worst possible but then her eyes darted to her hickeys. Realisation dawned upon her, and her shoulders loosened. It was the king. For only he could mark her.A cruel gust of cold wind whirled around, stabbing Renai’s bones. She tightened the sheets around her and shuddered. “Can we take this inside? It’s cold out here,” Renai said through her clattering teeth while glancing at the sky. Evelyn shook her head thoughtlessly and then nodded. “Why not, my lady, my apologies,” She curled her arm behind her back and pushed her toward the bath hall. The moment Renai stepped inside the bath hall, she sprinted toward the tube and hopped inside. The warmth of the hall engulfed her be

Renai sighed and stepped inside his chambers. She was about to turn to his bedroom when one of the imperial guards came to guide her toward the dressing hall where the king was present. She fisted the sides of her dress and stopped for a moment once the guard opened the giant door for her. “Lady Renai of his majesty,” The announcer bellowed out. Renai sighed again and stepped inside. Before she could glance around, she found the whole army of his servants bowing and stepped back to leave. Renai saw the head who was buttoning his royal coat stopping in the middle and leaving. Once the door was shut, Renai licked her lips and glanced at his way. Her heart skipped a beat as she collided with his intense eyes that were sealed on her face. He stepped down from the soapbox and glanced down at his sleeves, playing with his cufflinks. Renai watched him with held breath. “Come here,” He commanded all of a sudden. Exhaling her breath faintly, she complied and stepped closer. Zebian smirked w