"My lord, loosen up a bit" Viressis said nibbling on his neck. . She could feel how hard his body was, and the fact that he still had his mask on annoyed her even more.
This man is acting like a grandpa.
The real problem was the fact that she was on top of him. To him, it was like she was taking control and no woman has ever done that.
"You should know better that I don't share dominance. I'll punish you for your behavior."
He carefully got up and straddle her, sticking her in the middle of his legs. "I wouldn't be able to kiss you with this mask on. I'll take it off for you" he took off the hooks and placed the mask on the bedside table.
"My lord—" she was surprised. "Let's not talk about my face" he covered her mouth and waited for her to give a nod if and only if she understood and agreed.
"I missed you" her lips crashed with his as she felt the heat coming from the contact with both their lower abdomen.
"Disgusting. I don't want her. I want Amal—"
"My lord?" Viressis was shocked by his sudden halt. He froze in spot and eyes went unfocused.
He was shaking. The walls became swirly and he could no longer see Viressis' face. She'd turn into a shadow, completely black and stock still.
"Give me Amal!"
He gasped as the shadow slowly formed into the woman his demon wanted.
"No!" He held her neck and squeezed it hard "I don't want you! I don't want you! I just want you to die! Die!" She was choking. She swung her legs and tried to push him off but it was no use. He was too strong.
"Wilbur please!" She cried. Wilbur? Amal didn't know that name. He soon realised he just tried to Kill Viressis. The illusion got the best of him.
He quickly let go and she coughed continuously. His hands left red marks around her neck. He was glad she survived it and he busted out of that illusion on time.
"Forgive me. The voice in my head..." He ran his fingers through his hair baffled as he sat on the edge of the bed. He couldn't believe he almost strangled her to death and it's all because of that woman, Amal.
"Viressis I'll be back" Wilbur put on his coat, and picked his sword as he proceeded out of his room to pay Amal perhaps her last visit. He'd had enough.
He opened her door and as expected she was sound asleep. His grip tightened around the hold of the blade. He unsheathed the sword as he slowly approached.
She got up but her eyes were still closed. "Don't touch her Wilbur—" she swung her legs off the bed and walked to meet him.
"Why are you in her body?"
"Why do you want to kill the one I can easily possess?" She balled her hands by her side ready to attack if Wilbur would insist on killing Amal.
"You know what will happen if you harm my sister right?" Her fingertips trailed over his jawline before she set a peck on his lip "I went crazy for this face. I wouldn't fret making you detest it more than you already do. Take your sword and leave."
Wilbur hissed but did as she said. He wondered when Ma Lari would come up with a proper spell that would seal her up in the underworld where she belongs. The problem was that there were chances he'd end up going with her.
Amal unconsciously laid back on her bed and covered herself up with an available blanket. Wilbur made his way back to his room to comfort Viressis after what he'd tried to do not so long ago.
He opened his room door and his eyes fell on Viressis. The sound of her sobs melted his heart. For a long time he didn't care if a human cried, but seeing Viressis in her depressed state made him so sad."Tell me Viressis. What can I do that'll make you forgive me." He needed to make it up to the lady he found so valuable, more than the supposed gem everybody thought he'd treasure.
He pushed the little strands of her hair away and moved on to caress her cheek.
She looked into his eyes and sat up, "Marry me."
"And you said what?!" It was already morning. The sun was at the point rising and Gilbert's day started with shocking news. Wilbur sat on his throne after telling his advisor he decided to have a second wife.
"I agreed to it."
It was clear he didn't care how it would affect his relationship with Amal. This would make the gap even wider between them and Viressis would end up in the middle and it would be The King, Queen Viressis and The mistress, Amal.
Wilbur was planning to have a proper wedding with Viressis unlike what he had with Amal. There'd be a well planned ceremony with a betrothed kiss, guests, jolly celebration and also a honeymoon at the Mermaid Island for newly weds. His wedding with Amal was like that of the poorest of the peasants. All he did was declare them married, and he could strip her title as Queen whenever he liked.
"Why are you doing this to her?"
"Because her Sister made me like this!"
"Her sister?" Gilbert furrowed his brows wanting to know more about the connection between Amal's sister and himself. Wilbur shook his head "Never mind. You wouldn't understand."
"The woman you see...is Amal's sister? How do you know that?"
Wilbur wasn't going to talk any further. "You're acting like you never loved that woman. She did this so you wouldn't die!"
"I still died. As far as I can't get my humanity back. I'm good as dead to mankind. I don't even know what I am anymore" he placed his hand on his mask to feel it "I blame what lies behind my mask. No one knows what I've been through and it's not like anyone cares..."
"I care! I've always cared about you and you know it!!!" Gilbert placed his hands on his chest, heart racing as he was thinking whether it would be right to pour out his emotions. "If you don't believe me then it's fine. Do as you please with Viressis. A part of me believes you'll regret it."