Chapter 16
Seraphina
I hurriedly sat up and watched him leave, my eyes widened in surprise at his words. Did he just say he would sleep on the floor? Why did he pull away just now, did he....sense my blood lust?
Anyway, it was a good thing he didn't do anything, but I couldn't figure out what he was planning, or what was going through his mind, i couldn't read his expressions like i could do with others, but i could tell he was angry for some reason.
Without waiting another moment, I hurried to change into something less revealing, my mind relaxed a bit, maybe he wasn't such a pervert after all.
I lay on the bed, closing my eyes and searching for sleep, minutes later, I heard him step out of the bathroom. I couldn't stop my curiosity, so I turned to look at him, and it was too late when I realized I just made a big mistake.
His hair was dripping wet, he wore a robe but his chest was exposed, revealing the sturdiest chest and abs I had ever seen. Why did everything about him turn out to be so attractive?
My gaze lingered, I couldn't help but stare at him as he dried his hair with a cloth, I gulped without realizing, wanting to know what that broad chest would feel like in my palm, I could feel my cheeks heat up, and my heart starting to race again.
His eyes turned to look at me, I panicked and quickly looked away, then closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"No need to pretend, I know you're awake," he said quietly, his tone cold but calm. I ignored him and continued pretending, but then, I heard his footsteps approaching.
My heart started racing even faster, what was he coming to do? Didn't he say he would sleep on the floor.
I felt his warm breath caress my face as he leaned closer, and my eyes opened instantly to find his face inches away from mine.
My breath caught in my throat, my eyes widening.
"Can I at least have use the blanket?" He asked with a teasing grin, his previously cold expression melting away. I breathed softly in relief, he just wants that blanket, nothing else.
"You can have it," i replied quickly, he took the blanket off my body and left, walking to the other side of the bed, he the layed the blanket on the floor and lay down quietly, not saying anything else. I suddenly felt bad, he was still a king after all, but I convinced myself it wasn't my fault, he was the one who decided to use the floor himself.
I turned away, facing the opposite side, the night was warm so I didn't need any blankets. It didn't take long for my eyes to start feeling heavy, And before I realized, I drifted to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, feeling extremely bored and tired. I couldn't continue like this, this wasn't the kind of life i wanted, being trapped within the walls of a palace, not having the freedom to go anywhere i wished. Rhydian had already left, and I was glad he didn't remain here to taunt me.
After doing my usual morning routine preparation, I decided to sneak out of the palace, these walls weren't enough to hold me back. I changed into a more comfortable wear, my hair was braided backwards, a few strands falling to the sides. And then, I didn't wear a cloak, to avoid drawing attention.
I exhaled deeply and teleported outside, I couldn't decide where I would arrive at since I couldn't see outside from here, there was one time I tired teleporting this way and ended up landing in a pile of cow dung.
This time, I was just as lucky as the other night, I found myself under a tree just few meters away from the palace. Irene hadn't returned yet, otherwise,I would have had her accompany me, she might be a persistent one, but she was still the one I trusted the most.
I looked at the place one last time then turned to leave. The first place I wanted to go was the market, there was someone there I needed to meet. I was already accustomed to this land, being that I have been here several times when I came for assassination.
Now, I wasn't an assasin, but a citizen, how ironic. I made my way past everyone, makings sure to keep to myself, a little boy who stole something and was running away from the men pursuing him bumped into me and fell to the floor.
My brows furrowed in a frown,
"I'm sorry, please help me," the little boy pleaded, standing behind me for protection. Drawing attention was the last thing I wanted right now.
"Hey, if you stole something, just return it, I have somewhere to go." I hissed, pulling my dress away from his hold, but the little brat just wouldn't let go, fear was evident in his little eyes, and it was clear he needed my protection. The men who were pursuing him soon caught up to him, the were all bulky, and looked like thugs ready to devour the little boy whole.
"Thank you for catching him for us, we will take it from here," one of the tugs said, reaching out to collect the boy from me. I don't know why but, I decided there and then to protect the little boy.
"Who said I caught him for you, he is my little nephew who ran away from home and I have come to take him back," I said calmly, trying to reason with them, if they were reasonable enough, then I might not have to use force.
"Your nephew stole money from us, this isn't the first time he's done this before, we need to discipline him otherwise, he'll continue to steal." One of them replied, but he kept his voice polite, how strange.
I turned to the Little boy with a deep frown, "give me what you stole." I said, stretching out my palm to collect it from him, but the little boy clutched the purse tightly to his chest, refusing to give it to me. Damn this little Brat, children were always stubborn and couldn't just understand simple reasoning.
I inhaled and exhaled deeply, and the next instance, my purple eyes glowed as i glared at the little boy. "Hand it over right now," I barked, making the little boy flinch at my sudden outburst.