홈 / Werewolf / The Alpha King's Little Bride / 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

The Alpha King's Little Bride의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

109 챕터

11

Edward sat down on his cushion seat with a sigh. His palms shook and his face was filled with sweat that caused his one eye to flutter as the salty excretion dropped into it. The sweat had not come because of the hat on his head but the sheer thought of his new wife seeing his face.He grabbed his hat tight and threw it down to the floor as he grunted in anger. His fast paced heartbeat began to slow down as he placed his palm over his face, taking slow, deep breaths. The darkness of the room seemed to aid in taking off the fear that had been causing his body to shake and a sense of peace flooded his being. He was back where he belonged. He was finally at peace. "Why did she open the drapes?" he asked himself as he took his hands off his face and placed them on his knees. "And why did she leave mine closed?" These thoughts kept on coming and he just couldn't seem to find the answer."Her Grace just wanted a little ray of light to sleep into the rooms," Edward heard someone say and he

12

Emily sat down on the dining chair and stared at the food places in front of her. She was hungry and wanted to dive into the food but curtsy demanded that she waited for her husband, His Grace, before taking any bite. If he was even going to come down to eat. Seconds turned to minutes and her patience was getting cold. So was the food too. If His Grace didn't come down soon, she would be tempted to eat the food and that was not going to be on her."Mr. Brown?" Emily called out to the butler as he passed by the dining table. He paused on his steps and turned to her with a bow before saying, "yes, Your Grace." "Is His Grace coming to join me for breakfast?" Emily asked and Mr. brown shook his head. Confused, Emily asked, "why?""He has some business up at the town square to attend to," Mr. Brown replied. "He sends his apologies." Emily knew the latter was not from His Grace. Mr. Brown had just said that to calm Emily nerves down but it wasn't working. It instead was doing the opposit

13

"Here comes the great Edward, great Duke of Snowhill, known to be the killer of men and beast to the gentle," James said with a chuckle as Edward rode towards him. "What brings you to my parts this afternoon.""I don't think this deserves to be called an afternoon," Edward replied with a smile as he came down from his horse after he had pulled it to a stop. "The rain clouds has blocked the little light that we were meant to receive, turning this fine afternoon to a cold morn.""Typical Edward," James said as he walked towards Edward. "Always complaining about the littlest thing.""Hello, James," Edward greeted with a smile as he pulled his old friend into a hug."That's enough, brother," James said, pushing himself from Edwards tight embrace. "I do not want passers-by to have second thoughts about your display of affection." Edward bellowed out in laughter he wrapped his arms around James neck and pulled him into his house."I heard of your marriage to the daughter of the Baronet of B

14

Emily turned and saw a young man, neatly dressed standing at the bottom of the stairs with a bloody knife in his hands. Filled with fear, Emily shrieked before running up the stairs.She had almost reached the top when a concerned maid came running down with a tray of dirt in her hands. The two collided, spraying dirt from the tray into the air. Emily stumbled and was about falling down the stairs when a pair of hands grabbed her and pulled her back to her feet. She looked at the face of the person who had dragged her and saw that if was the maid."Your Grace," the maid said, eyes wide open and filled with fear. "Are you alright, Your Grace? I heard you shout.""T-there is... there is a man... a man downstairs with a bloody knife in his hands," Emily said, taking deep breadths in between each word as she placed her hand to her chest to calm her beating heart."A man with a knife?" the maid asked with confusion etched on her face. She looked past Emily to see who she was speaking about

15

Edward took a small sip from the bottle and squinted as the hot liquid slid down his throat. He coughed and smacked his lips before taking another sip."It's been long since you had a good drink," James said with a small chuckle. "You've gone soft.""This rum slaps," Edward said as he squinted his eyes. "Must be really old.""Made by your old friend," James said, raising his shoulders."You made this," Edward asked, surprised and James nodded. "You decided to follow your dreams, huh?""Wasn't easy, you know," James said as he walked up to Edward and grabbed the bottle. He wiped the lid of the bottle and said, "have thirty men now working for me. Planning on increasing them to a hundred by the end of the year." He took a small sip from the bottle and coughed. He raised the bottle as he said, "yhis really is strong." Edward laughed."You too have suddenly grown soft," Edward said as James coughed again after taking another sip. His facial expression immediately squeezed again as a thoug

16

Edward watched in pain as the little girl ran away down the street. The food vendors around saw the whole scene that unfolded before them but pretended not to have noticed as they went about with their jobs. Who would show how they truly felt when the person in question was their Duke? Of course, they would feign normalcy. Edward, now filled with shame, stood up to his feet m, adjusted his hat and climbed unto his horse. He bit down his lips as his hands shook. He took in a deep breadth before whipping his horse and riding away.It was not the first time something like that happened to him. Mother's occasionally brought their children closer to themselves as Edward passed as they stared at his face in horror. He had resulted to using a mask to pass by the market but he found it to be itchy so he did away with it. The hat seemed to be more comfortable but it didn't solve his problem. People still looked at him with disgust. He pulled his hat lower so that his face could be covered t

17

Emily noticed the small stain on her dress from the dirt that the servant had thrown in the air. Her neatly braided hair too had not been spared by the attack of the dust. There was no way she was going to present herself to her husband in this manner. She had to clean herself up.She saw a servant, the same servant who had caused the dilemma that she was in, come out of a room with another tray of dirt in her hand. The servant noticed her presence and closed the door of the room she was coming out from shut immediately as if trying to hide something. Emily didn't take the servants actions to thought and motioned for her to come. "Yes, Your Grace," the girl said as she slightly bowed after she had approached her."Could you please prepare my bathe for me?" Emily asked as she pulled out a piece of paper from her hair. "I need to clean myself up." The servant, immediately realizing what had happened began to apologize. "I am so sorry, Your Grace," she apologized as she made to go on h

18

Edward sat on his study chair for what seemed like hours as he rubbed his aching head. He had been thinking too much now and it was beginning to affect him. He just couldn't take it anymore. He had to call in the doctor.He looked to his side and saw a stick of cigar on his study table. He had stopped smoking before he went to war as he was becoming addicted to it and didn't want it to affect his marriage when he got married. But now, it looked like heaven to him.He stretched his hands towards the cigar but immediately pulled it back after he heard his room door slowly creak open. He held his hand on his hat that he had placed on the study table earlier and was about putting it on when he noticed that the stature of the person that had walked in was slimer and more talker than Her Grace's."Brown?" Edward asked and he was replied with a small grunt. He sighed and withdrew his hands from his hat after he confirmed that it was him. "What are you doing in here?""The room is already dar

19

"Go attend to your other duties," Emily told the young girl after she had finished drawing the drapes open. "Just leave the drapes open.""But Your Grace," the servant girl began but Emily didn't allow her to finish speaking."Go and attend to your other duties," she said sternly. "Leave the drapes open. After His Grace, I am the one in command and I tell you to leave the drapes open.""Yes, your Grace," the young girl said after bowing slightly. With a nod from Emily, she turned and walked away to attend to the other duties that Emily had told her to.Emily sighed before proceeding to take a tour around the house. She had not gone around since she came apart from the kitchen, rooms and dining table that she had been shown to.Her little sister had rumored to her that the manor was filled with different artifacts that were more than the little museum that we had back home.There were also rumors of dungeons filling the castle. They said that they were built underground to hold in the

20

The heavy rain had now stopped and only a drizzling sound was heard softly patting the roof.Emily wondered why Mr. Brown had stood by the door, waiting for some seconds before finally walking out. Was he waiting for her to say what was bothering her? Did he know that she was lying?"Oh, heavens," Emily mumbled as she pressed her fingers against her temples and began to rub it. Her bad headache was coming again. She had to find herbs to drink but not before she had her bath.She walked up the stairs slowly as her eyes began to turn. The headache was now becoming unbearable.Right from when she was little, Emily had this headache that her father called a peeping headache. It always came whenever she thought too much or tried so hard to concentrate on something but before the next minute it was gone. It always seemed to be like magic.Her father took her to several doctors to heal her of this terrifying headache but the doctors said that there was nothing that they could do. They just d

이전

...

다음

앱에서 읽으려면 QR 코드를 스캔하세요.

DMCA.com Protection Status