Chapter 11

Alright wait. How could she say that to me?
"And you? Are you not selfish who wants someone who is already married?"
"I fell in love with Lucian before you even met him. I loved him despite the rumors about him. Can you say the same thing? You probably feared him and kept your distance."
I didn't know what to say. She was right, I was afraid but still even if she loved him first he was my husband.
"Besides unlike you I am willing to share him with you. That's because I know he cares about you and I care about him. Would you be able to do that for him? If I was selfish would I do that? " She asked.
"No I wouldn't." She said answering her own question. "I would make him leave you then marry me." She said in a tone that told me she could do that if she wanted. Chills went down my spine and I stood there unable to reply.
She walked closer and stood right infront of me.
"I can do anything and everything for him. Can you? I can help him become a king, I can fight by his side in a war and when he comes home I can be the woman to comfort him. I can give myself to him body, heart and soul. You...,you can't even give him your body?"
How did she know? And how dare she? I clenched my fist, how I just wanted to slap her.
She smirked.
"Think about it. What is worse? To have your husband dead or share him with me?"



I...I was a bad wife, a useless one. Yes, I never gave anything to Lucian and there was nothing I could give him now either, on top of that because of my selfishness I could cause his death.
Klara was right, I didn't even offer him my body and got angry when he went to someone else. I was indeed selfish. I didn't have the right to be angry when he never got angry with me for not sleeping with him. The only thing I have done so far is being scared or jealous.
What really have I done for him? What great have I done so that I could tell him not to marry someone else because I am good enough? I couldn't say that because I wasn't.
"My lady? Are you alright? You look very pale." The maid who brushed my hair asked.
"I am alright." I said.
"Should I bring dinner? Maybe you are hungry."
"No I am fine. I'll go to sleep."
I was running in the middle of the night through the dark woods where I could barely see where I was going, but I didn't care. I had to run if I wanted to survive, if I wanted to see Lucian again.
"Kill her!"
I was running barefoot and my feets were bleeding and hurting but I couldn't stop since I could here they were close. I had to run faster or they would catch me.
"There she is! Bring her!"
No no no! please!!
I tried to run faster but my feet and lungs gave in and I fell to the ground.
The footsteps were very close and shortly after two hands grabbed my arms and dragged me on the floor.
"Your majesty, I got her." A man said.
"Good" A woman's voice said. "Love? We found her. What should we do with her?"
A tall man appeared from the shadows and put his arm around the womans waist.
"Do wherever you want with her." He said in a voice that sent chills down my spine. Then he looked at me his eyes burning with what looked like the flames of hellfire.
"Fine kill her!" The woman said as her lips twisted into an evil smile.
The tall man walked toward me and crouched to my level. Grabbing my chin he lift my head up.
"I am sorry love, but you are not good enough." He whispered before he stood up and turned around to leave.
"Please Lucian, please don't leave me." I called but he didn't even look back.
"Lucian! Lucian!! Please don't leave.Don't leave me."
Suddenly it was day and I was running again. Petrified but not for my life but for someone else's.
"Nooo!!" I screamed as I ran toward Lucian who was sitting on his knees with his hands tied behind his back. He looked at me his eyes filled with hatred. A guard with a sword stood behind him ready to execute him anytime.
"Noo.." I screamed crying and running toward him but someone grabbed me by the arm.
"Let go!" I screamed.
"Stop it!" Klara said holding me still. "It is all your fault, I told you, you would get him killed." As she said the word killed the sound of a sword cutting through flesh and and the smell of blood made my heart stop.
"No...no no noooo!!"
Lucian heard Hazel's scream and run to the chamber as fast as he could. He threw the door open and found Hazel sitting on the bed her cheeks wet with tears and eyes wide in fear and confusion.
When she caught sight of him.
"Lucian!" She said breathless and ran toward him enveloping him in a tight hug. He put his arms around her small figure and held her close while he stroke her back.
She began to sob in his arms. She must have had the worst nightmare.
"Shh..It's alright. I am here now." He whispered, but she only hugged him tighter.
"Please don't leave." She cried.
"I won't." He said.
After holding her for a while till she calmed down then he gathered her in his arms and carried her to bed. She still held on to him as if she was scared he would disappear into thin air. He slowly laid her down on bed and led next to her still holding her in his arms.
He wanted to ask her about her dream but he wanted to give her the chance to tell him first. Or maybe she didn't want to talk about it at all. What had scared her so?
If there was one reason he wanted the crown it would be to give Hazel a good life. He wanted to be able to give her anything she asks for, he wanted to make her smile and love her till she had enough. Otherwise he had no desire to become a king. He actually wanted to try and live freely like a normal man in a small house with his wife and children.
Wake up, kiss his wife and children goodmorning then leave for work and when he comes back tired have dinner with his family while talking about pleasant thing. Then he would take his children to bed and kiss them goodnight but his wife, he would do more then kissing. He would make love to her all night long.
But he knew none of this would happen. He would either get killed or become a king. And when he grows old while ebing busy ruling the kingdom his children would fight for the throne and kill each other.
The thought brought great pain to his chest.
He looked at Hazel, she had gone back to sleep breathing peacefully. He listened to her breathing , it always made him calm and slowly he fell asleep as well.
I woke up in morning my cheek pressed against Lucian chest. The sound of his steady heartbeat and the feeling of his arms around me making me want this moment to last forever. Slowly the peace I felt began to fade as memories of the nightmare from last night came back. It felt like a stab in the heart and I sat up quickly. As if Lucian was never sleeping he sat up right after me.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
I just shook my head and he drew me into his arms. I had to let him marry Klara. Yes the thought of sharing him with someone else was unbearable but the thought of losing him completely, the thought of causing his death just like in my dream, I shuddered at the memory, that would kill me.
"Lucian?"
"Yes"
"I don't mind you marrying Klara."



Lucian should feel relieved but he didn't. He was bothered, extremely bothered. Why wouldn't hazel mind if he married Klara? Didn't she like him anymore?
After she told him she didn't mind she had left him there, confused. Something was going on with her and he didn't know what. It made him nervous. He sighed in frustration.
"Is something bothering you?" Lincoln asked.
"Any news?" Lucian asked in return ignoring his question. His youngest brothers Peter and Nathaniel died. Peter killed Nathaniel and then Peter got killed by Adam. Some say Adam killed them both.
Pierre might be sly and cruel but Adam was purely evil. He was the one who bullied him the most when they were younger.
"I think Adam is working with Pierre. Pierre must have promised him something." Lucian already knew Pierre was using Adam and as soon as he is finished with him he could kill him, but Adam was probably thinking that he was the one using Pierre. Lucian knew that Pierre was not the type to trust anyone even if they were trustworthy. Besides, Pierre has the army's support since he is the crown prince and many allies thanks to his many wives. Defeating him wouldn't be easy. In fact, it was almost impossible.
Of course, he could just burn the whole battlefield but then people would be terrified and turn against him. People are scared of what they don't understand and since they already believe he is the son of the devil they would see that as a confirmation of the rumor and try to get rid of him. He couldn't rule a kingdom where everyone was trying to get rid of him. Besides he never tried to burn a whole battlefield before so he didn't know if he was powerful enough to do that.
Lucian sighed again. Maybe he should escape somewhere far with hazel and live a normal life. He wondered if she would agree to it.
"Your Highness, if I may suggest something. I Believe it's best if you marry Klara and take the throne as fast as possible. Many people are suffering and dying because of the war and... and I fear for our families. Your brother is looking for our families to threaten us with them."
Lucian cursed under his breath. Pierre and his dirty tricks. If he escaped with Hazel his men and their families would suffer. He felt conflicted. He had to do something, he had to make a decision, but first, he needed to speak to hazel.
"My lady? Lunch is ready."
"Take it back. I am not hungry." I said laying on the bed. I had been laying there since morning, I felt like doing nothing. It was as if my body was drained of all energy. I felt lifeless.
"But My lady. You look very pale, you should eat something." She insisted.
"I agree." Lucian's voice said from nearby.
I moved my head and looked up to find him towering over me.
"I am not hungry," I said. He narrowed his gaze then frowned.
"You may leave," He told the maid his eyes never leaving me.
"I came here to eat with you. Are you not hungry?" He then asked.
"No."
"Thirsty?"
"No."
"Do you want me to take you out?" I would usually get excited to go out but I didn't.
"No."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No."
"Do you want me to make love to you?"
"N..." startled at the question I looked up at him.
"No?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
For some reason, my heart stopped for a moment and I forgot to breathe when he chuckled.
"Don't worry. I don't want to make love to a ghost because that's what you look like right now so you better eat something." He smirked.
Sitting at the table and tried to eat something but felt sick. Nothing tasted good. I could see Lucian wasn't eating much either and had a concerned look on his face. We didn't say much to each other while eating, there was some kind of uncomfortable silence between us.
Suddenly Lucian stretched his arm from across the table and put his hand on my forehead.
"You don't look well." He said with a slightly worried expression.
"I am alright," I said.
"If you were alright you wouldn't tell me to marry Klara.I still don't understand." He said frowning.
"What is the chance of you winning this war if you don't marry Klara?" I asked instead.
"I don't want to scare you but very little." He said.
"Then you should marry her if you want to win."
"I just want you to be safe. I don't care about the crown."
"If you want me to be safe and if you want to be safe you should marry Klara. I am not saying I like it, I just think it's the right thing to do at this moment." While saying all this I felt like bursting into tears but I told myself that most men have several wives. It was a normal thing and Lucian would have gotten another wife sooner or later anyway. So why not now if it meant saving his life.
"I already told Klara no." He said and that's when my heart stopped for real. My dream was becoming true. We were in this bloodthirsty kings kingdom, in his home without weapons or any kind of protection and Lucian had said not to his sister. My heart started to beat again but it was beating in my ears this time. It was only a matter of time before the bloodthirsty king spills some blood. Lucian blood.
"Why did you say no?" I asked rising from my seat. He looked at me confused again.
"I thought you would be happy about that."
"Well, I am not. Do you want to die?" I almost yelled. He stood up from his seat as well.
"I won't die Hazel."
"Yes, you will." I cut him off panic clear in my voice. He slowly walked to my side as if approaching a scared cat. "You should go back now and tell her yes," I said pointing at the door.
"No, I won't." He said calmly then grabbing my arms he slowly pulled me in for a hug.
"Lucian you should..." I began trying to knock some sense into his head but he cut me off.
"Shh...I won't die I promise," he said stroking my back in a way that calmed me down but in this quiet room I dreadingly waited for the door to swing open with a crushing sound and find the Rasmus standing there with his men behind him and a sword in his hand and just as I imagined I heard the door swing open with a crushing sound.
My heart stopped and I quickly pulled myself from Lucian hold to see death waiting at the door.



Death doesn't knock on the door and waits to get invited. It usually comes unexpected and without permission takes what it came for.
I quickly placed myself in front of Lucian as if I could protect him from what was about to happen, but to my surprise nor did death knock on the door nor did it come. Instead several of Lucians men almost threw themselves in front of our feet.
"Your Highness, we apologize for our rudeness but please help us. The crown prince has taken our families as hostages." One of them said. I looked worriedly at Lucian but he was calm as usual.
"Your Highness, I beg of you to let us go and save our families." Another one pleaded.
Lincoln came into the room looking furious.
"What are you doing?" He yelled at the men. "Get up on your feet and apologize to his highness if you care to live."
"It's alright Lincoln." Lucian said calmly. "You may leave to save your families," he told the men.
I looked surprised at Lucian. He was about to let half of his men go which meant he had almost no protection now against the cruel king. Not that he had any good protection, to begin with.
I didn't expect any less from his cruel brother. Of course, distracting Lucians men was the perfect way to get to him. Once his men go back to Decresh to save their families Pierre would hunt them down and torture them until they tell him where he can find Lucian. It was the perfect plan.
Lucians men stared surprised at him as well but then quickly got to their feet and hurried away.
"Your Highness, this is not good," Lincoln said looking very disappointed and worried.
Yes, this was very bad and it would get much worse very soon. My stomach twisted in fear. I needed to do something.
"What will you do now?" I asked Lucian once Lincoln left us alone.
"I don't know." He said pacing back and forth.
"I know," I said. " You need to say yes to Klara."
He looked at me for a while, his eyes piercing into mine before he left the room without a word.
Without waiting I quickly made my way to Klara's room. I had no time to waste. Now the danger was closer than ever and I needed to take action this time.
"My Lady, princess Hazel is here to see you." The guard outside her room informed. Shortly after the door opened and the guard gestured for me to enter.
Klara was sitting in a chair near the window with a book in her hand. Putting the book on a table nearby she stood up from her seat and smiled as she approached me.
"Welcome, Hazel. You came sooner than I expected." She smiled. She must be enjoying this I thought but I held my head high.
"Are you alright? You don't look well." She asked nonchalantly.
"I know. You, on the other hand, look very beautiful My Lady. I wonder how Lucian was able to turn down your proposal." I said pretending to be thoughtful
Her eyes hardened.
"Don't worry," I said waving my hand. " I was the one holding him back but I won't anymore." She needed to know that even if she got Lucian I was the one in control.
She looked stoned for a moment but then smiled.
"You made a good decision Hazel and saved your husband a lot of trouble. Now see what magic I will do for him."
She was mocking me but I didn't care.
"Whatever you do I hope you do it fast. His brothers will find him soon."
"Don't worry. Nobody touches what's mine." She smirked. She was already calling him hers. I clenched my fists to not slap her out of sheer reflex.
Leaving her room I walked through the halls feeling defeated. You did good Hazel, it was the right thing to do, it was the only thing to do, I tried to console myself. As I was lost in my thoughts I almost bumped into the king.
"Your majesty," I said surprised that I stood so close to him staring into his deep ocean blue eyes.
"My Lady, is all well?" He asked.
"Yes, your majesty."
"Are you sure? Draco didn't seem to be in a good mood." He smiled.
Draco?
"Your majesty? If I am wrong excuse me but doesn't Draco mean dragon and not the devil?" I asked. " I read it somewhere," I added when he narrowed his gaze.
"You are not wrong. But do you know how dragons look like?"
"I read they look like big snakes." I said.
"Who made Adam and Eve eat the forbidden fruit?"
The story of Adam and Eve. I had heard about it even though it was a long time ago. If I remember correctly it was the devil disguised as a snake who made them eat the forbidden fruit.Therefore snakes were associated with the devil or with evil deeds. But I still couldn't understand what the connection between the dragon and the devil was.
"Have you studied the bible, my lady?"
"Not really." I said,
"If you are really curious you should. Especially the Devils story." He smiled.
"Do you really think Lucian is the Devil?" I asked.
"You tell me, you are his wife. I am really curious to know."
"You want my husband to marry princess Klara. Why if I may ask Your Majesty?"
"Why not?"
"She won't be a first wife. Why would you want that for your sister?"
"I don't care about those stupid things. I care about my sister's happiness." He said.
What about mine? Of course, he didn't care about my happiness but was there someone who did?
"By the way, I don't mind you standing so close to me but I am sure your husband wouldn't like that." He smiled and I realized I was still standing very close to him.
I took a few steps back and gave him a meek smile before excusing myself and leaving.



"Who are you?" I asked the maid who made the room look like heaven. It smelled so fresh, like flowers starting to bloom in the spring. I could also smell the scent of cinnamon tea combined with something else I couldn't tell, but it smelled delicious.
"I am your new maid. My name is Irene My Lady" she said curtising.
"Where is Audrey?" I asked. Audrey was my maid. She was young nice girl whom I liked very much. I didn't want a new maid.
"She has been transferred to Princess Klara quartered, My Lady." The maid said.
Klara. I was tired of hearing her name.
Sighing I took my robe off and sat at the table where the scent of the delicious tea was coming from.
"Would you like some tea, My Lady?" Irene asked. I couldn't say no because I really wanted to taste this tea and see if it tasted as delicious as it smelled.
"Yes," I said. She poured me the tea and handed it to me with a smile.
"It will help you relax, My Lady." She said.
As I was about to drink the tea I got suspicious. I didn't know this maid and she came suddenly and is pouring me some tea. Why did the sudden change of maids happen? Was Klara up to something?
"Would you like me to drink it first?" Irene asked when she noticed my suspicion.
"Yes." I said and handed her the tea. She took a sip and smiled.
"Drink it all." I said. I didn't know why I was being like that but this Irene, there was just something about her that didn't feel quite right.
She emptied the cup and put it down.
"Would you like some now, My Lady?" She asked and I could hear the amus.e.m.e.nt in her voice.
I tried to look her in the eyes but I couldn't. I don't know why? It was as if her emerald eyes could see through me and into my soul. It was as if she knew my deepest secrets and desires.
She was beautiful but in a different way and her long thick black hair reminded me of Lucians. She looked young but her eyes held some kind of wisdom beyond years.
"No." I said standing up. "You may leave."
The maid left me alone and I paced back and forth in the room trying to come up with a way to help Lucian. Really, I was useless just like Klara said.
"My Lady, Oliver is here to see you." Irene called from outside.
"Let him in." I called back. I hoped he wasn't bringing more bad news.
Oliver walked in fully wearing his military attire.
"My Lady, I am here to deliver a message from His Highness. He left the castle and will be gone for a while."
"Where did he go? How long will he be gone?" I asked.
"I don't know where but he will be gone for a few days." Days? It meant he left Gatrish.
Did he go to Decresh? No, he wouldn't be foolish to do so.
"If there is anything you need just send a word and I'll be here." He said and left.
As if the time refused to move the day went by very slow, with me thinking and worrying too much. It reminded me of my wedding day. I had a knot in my stomach that refused to go away and that's exactly how I was feeling today.
My gaze fell on Irene who was making the bed. She was beautiful with her dark hair and flawless skin, and those eyes, they were mesmerizing. How come someone as beautiful as her still be working as a maid? The bloodthirsty king should have made her his mistress by now.
"Are you married?" I asked.
"No, My Lady but I am not innocent." I just hoped it wasn't the king who took her innocence.
"Do you have someone you love?" Her lips curved into a smile and her eyes twinkled.
"Yes, I do My lady. Very much." She seemed to be deeply in love.
"But I am sure, My lady is more in love than I am." She added.
"And how would you know?" I asked amused. She stopped making the bed and looked my way.
"I know a lot of things, My Lady." She said with a serious tone.
"Things like what?"
"You are married but still innocent, My Lady and your husband might take another wife soon and you are worried but you don't know what to do. But I know what you should do." She said.
I felt my cheeks heat because of embarrassment and anger. Who was she trying to fool? It was probably Klara who told her about me being innocent.
"Did Klara tell you this?" I asked my tone harsh.
"No, My Lady." She said not fazed by my harsh tone at all. She put the pillows in place as she was done making the bed then looked at me " Do you want me to comb your hair my lady?"
I noticed that she had the same tone the whole time she spoke and she spoke so confidently. Maids were usually nervous, especially if they were new. They always spoke a little while being very careful what to say but this woman didn't seem the least nervous or scared.
"If Klara didn't tell you then how did you know?"
"I know you have a birthmark on your inner thigh and that you once fell and almost broke your leg when you tried to escape your home at night."
How did she know that? These were things only I knew and maybe Lydia and Ylva, so how did she know?
"What are you?" I said without thinking. Why did I ask something so strange? Of course, she was a woman what else could she be?
"I think a witch is what you call us, but of course I don't like to call myself that."
"Witch?" I was confused. I had heard that witches do exist but most of them live hiding their identity because they would be killed if found. If she really was a witch why would she be telling me that?
"Yes My lady."
"Why would you tell me if you really are a witch?"
"As I said before My Lady, I know things and I know I can trust you."
I somehow believed her words, maybe because I had already sensed from the beginning that something about her was different. Her eyes, it was difficult to look into her eyes, it was like being exposed when you looked into them.
"Your hair is beautiful my lady?" she smiled as she brushed my hair. She was even more beautiful when smiling
"Not as nearly as yours." I said.
"You are very kind My Lady."
She helped me get out of my dress and put my nightgown on then she left me with a good night.
The next day she was already present when I woke up.
"Good morning, My Lady. The bath is ready."
I went through the same routine I did every day. Bathing, putting on new clothes, brushing my hair then eating breakfast. After that, I asked Irene to bring me the bible. I was really curious to know the connection between the devil and the dragon.
Irene came back with the bible and I quickly began to read.
In the Bible, the dragon was the devil and he came to earth to deceive and destroy.
"And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him."
"Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth."
The day I was kidnapped the men were on fire out of nowhere but I had a feeling it was Lucian's doing. I remember the satisfaction in his eyes as he watched them burn. I shivered at the memory. And there was no doubt he slit the other man's throat with his claws since he didn't have any weapons and the voices in my head, and his red eyes, even his normal eyes were different. Still, he couldn't be the devil or his son, could he? Yes, he was extremely frightening sometimes but he wasn't evil.
I closed the Bible and put it aside. Whatever he was it didn't matter I told myself.



Lucian had been gone for four days now and Irene and I got pretty close. She was a very honest person, never scared to say her opinions and I felt some kind of connection with her. It was as if she could understand me and what I was going through. Strange, because I was sure that she couldn't have gone through what I did, although she might have gone through worse.
As days went by I really admired her more and more. She was a beauty with brains, very smart with her words and very graceful with everything else she did. But I was still doubtful and didn't trust her entirely. Not that she did something suspicious, I just wanted to be careful.
Thanks to her the days didn't seem awfully long anymore, we would chat and laugh and unlike many maids, she had a genuine laugh, not a forced one. You could see she laughed because she wanted to and not because she was scared to offend me.
My thought slowly drifted to Lucian. Even though I liked Irene's company I still missed Lucian.
"His Highness is alright." Irene said pouring me her delicious tea. "He will be back very soon."
I didn't even bother to ask how she knew. She just knew things and they were always true.
"Irene?"
"Yes, My lady?"
"You said you knew what I should do. What should I do?" I asked.
"Let me tell you what Klara will do first." She said taking a seat in front of me.
"When she marries his highness she will try to bear him a child as soon as possible. The wife that gives birth to the king's first son runs the inner court which means you will lose all your power, furthermore her children will become a threat to yours especially when they get older. What you need to do is to bear his highness a child which means you can't remain innocent anymore."
I never thought that far. Klara wasn't only a threat to me but she would be a threat to my children as well. As if she knew that I was feeling threatened "Don't be bothered by her, My Lady. You have something she doesn't and it is your husband's heart and trust."
Heart? Did Lucian love me? I knew he cared about me a lot and he even told me he wanted me but he never said he loved me.
Oliver came to the garden where we were sitting.
"My Lady, His Highness is coming back tonight." He said. I looked at Irene and she gave me a smile that said I told you.
As the sun went down I got more and more nervous and excited. I had bathed in flower-scented water and washed my hair with scented soaps and oils. Irene brushed my hair and put some paint on my lips, then she brought me a beautiful satin nightgown decorated with lace and made me wear it.
"You look beautiful My Lady." She said looking at me satisfied.
"I...I don't know what to do." I said nervously. She walked closer and took my hands in hers.
"You don't have to do anything when you look this beautiful." She said "You just relax. There is a big chance nothing will happen tonight. His Highness will probably be very tired after such a long journey. I just prepared you in case"
She suddenly looked at the window. "He is here. I leave you now." She said letting go of me. I swallowed nervously as she left me alone.
It felt like hours before I heard the cracking sound of the door opening and shortly after Lucians stood there. Without thinking I ran and enveloped him in a hug surprising myself and him.
He wrapped his arms around me as he chuckled.
"I should leave often if I will get hugs like these," he said.
He smelled so good, like spices as usual. Before melting in his embrace and getting lost in his scent I pulled myself away from him. I had almost forgotten how sinfully beautiful he was. His black hair fell gracefully over his broad shoulders as he watched me with those mesmerizing eyes of his, and those lips. I tried not to think of how they felt on mine, or maybe I should.
Slowly a smile curved his lips as he noticed me staring at him.
"Where were you?" I asked trying to think straight. The smile on his face disappeared.
"Let's not talk about it." He said walking past me and to the bed. He began to take his military attire off.
"I was worried. You have no weapons and you just left." I said. He didn't say anything but he clenched his jaw. He was clearly upset about something so I didn't push any further.
"How do I look?" I asked instead. Irene had made me look seductive but I didn't know if it was working. He stopped in his track and let his eyes sweep over my body quickly as if he couldn't decide whether to look or not before he returned to take his clothes off looking more upset.
"You look beautiful," he said avoiding to look at me. I walked closer but I almost felt him stiffen at my approach so I stopped.
"Didn't you miss me?" I said in barely a whisper afraid to hear his answer. Why was I asking such questions? It was unlike me.
He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply.
"I did, I am just tired, Hazel." He said sounding slightly irritated. What had I done to make him angry? I was confused. "Will you blow the candles off I need some sleep."
Lucian tried to focus on anything but Hazel laying next to him on the bed. He felt like the worst person on earth every time he disappointed her. But he just couldn't give her what she wanted especially not tonight when his demon was right on the surface. He had killed too many people these last days and seen to much blood and suffering. Yes, he even killed his own brother Adam. He felt both disgusted and dirty, but if he had to kill his brothers to protect Hazel then he would.
Hazel, he clenched his teeth harder. She smelled so good and felt so warm and soft as he held her in his arms earlier. And her sweet voice, how could he ignore her? He knew that he couldn't avoid her forever but he wanted to be with her at least when his demon was at his best.