"Fine you can go." He spoke. Jaysa was filled with so much joy that she jumped over to her husband and kissed him on his lips. She quickly pulled back when she realized what she had just done. She couldn't give him mixed signals. She glanced up to look at her husband to see if he was going to jump her like he did earlier. Instead, he was leaning on his elbows with his back arched a bit just to look at her. He smiled at her gently and spoke.
"I'll take that as a thank you kiss, but…" Danzel voice dropped low. "…If you do that again. I will push you down and make you mine." Jaysa didn't say anything. She just nodded her head. Danzel sighed again. "I hate to keep repeating myself, but you need to get out of that dress so we can go to bed." Jaysa's head shot up when he said that. She looked around for the clothes he had handed her before, but did not see them. "They're on the floor." Danzel spoke. "You dropped them."
"Could you get them for me?" Danzel stayed in the same place not moving. "Fine," she crawled past Danzel and off the bed. She reached down for the clothes. She forgot the dress was unzipped. The dress sleeves fell down her arms and the front of the dress fell to her mid drift.
"Nice view." He spoke. She turned to face Danzel and saw her husband sitting on the bed with one leg folded over the other. His chin rested on his fist, which his arm sat on his thighs. He had tricked her. There is no way that he could have seen her flesh until she turned around. He was watching her as she undressed.
Pervert. Jaysa thought to herself. He had seen her breasts before so she did not care anymore that he was staring at them now. She slipped out of her dress leaving the under pants still on. She put the underskirt aside because of the underwire she wore; she was unable to fold it. Jaysa bundled up the rest of the dress and tossed it into her husband's arms. Danzel caught it with ease.
"Are you stripping for me?" He asked. He watched as his wife walked over to her side of the bed. Her back was to him.
"No, I'm getting ready for bed." She spoke.
"You've been showing me your naked top." He began. "So I thought I might get a show." He grinned. She twisted her body around to face Danzel and spoke.
"Why hide something you have already seen or memorized?" She spoke back and faced forward again.
"So are you going to take off your underpants?" Jaysa didn't say a word. Instead she slipped on the long night gown. The material was tough and felt like cotton on her bare chest. Slipping over her shoulders and putting her arms in the correct holes. Jaysa stood up and allowed the one-piece fall down. The material stopped right above her ankles.
"What about your undergarments?" Danzel spoke again. Jaysa did not pay any attention to the man eager to check out her naked body. So she sat back on the bed, her back facing him, and took off her pants.
"Where do I put these items?" She questioned as she held her underpants in front of him. He pointed at the closet. Jaysa stood up and made her way to the other side of the bed picking up her discarded clothes and her dress from her husband. She walked over to the closet opening the doors. It was filled with all kinds of clothes she was believed that she would be wearing soon. She folded the dress and placed on the bottom of the closet, which was on top of Danzel's wedding suit he wore. The wire from her underskirt was too big stick inside the closet. So she decided to leave it outside. She returned back to the bed. Her husband was still in the same spot when she left. She crawled into her side of the bed. Jaysa pulled up the blankets wrapping them around her body and keeping her distance from the man. "What about the lights?" She questioned. Her back was facing him as she spoke.
"What about them?" Danzel's asked.
"Are they going to stay lit?" She would rather sleep in the dark, but she didn't want to move from her spot.
"Do you want the lights off?" He saw her head nod as a yes. Danzel sighed and got off of the bed to turn off the lanterns. He yawned once more as he made his way back to the bed. The light he held had a shadow dancing on her body as the candle flickered inside its contained prison. He wanted her so bad, but he did not want a repeat of what happened. He crawled into his side of the bed and turned off the lantern. He stared at her figure in the darkness. He sighed and rolled over so his back was facing hers as well. Jaysa could feel the movement of the bed as Danzel made himself comfortable. The girl was unable to fall sleep though. She waited to make sure he wasn't going to try anything. She tried to fight against falling asleep, but it's soon came anyway.
Down in another area of the castle, was a man full of hatred. He had been yelling and cursing at the walls. He picked up a vase and threw it at the ground which made it smash into several pieces.
"How could he?" The man yelled. "He actually married that disgusting whore." He spoke as he smashed the flowers that were in the vase spreading its bluish purple color all over the concrete floor. That did not satisfy his anger. He grabbed the table that was in front of him and flipped it over. Papers went everywhere including another vase that smashed to the ground. The water and began to soak the paper that laid on the floor. "Damn it! I should be the one." The man cursed. "I should be King. He was not supposed to marry anyone, but yet, he married that bitch." He kicked the wooden table as hard as he could and almost smash a hole in the wood. "I will make them both regret for taking what is mine."