Knight and Damsel

*Chapter 40*
"Eat up, darling. You must nourish your health back," I said gently and fed Frederick.
I was able to return back to the tracks after a couple of days of resting while Frederick woke up after five days. That was actually a relief for me because I was so anxious when he hadn't woken up on those five torturing days.
Frederick smiled and mouthed, 'Thank you, my goddess.' Then he opened his mouth to eat the herbal chicken soup I asked from Philea back then.
Frederick was able to speak but he could only whisper, not the usual speaking manner he always did. I felt so bad for this man because he was badly hurt.
After he finished his soup, I made him take the antidote to nullify the burning sensation he felt when he was being forced to drink the liquid potion of wolfsbane. Timothy suspected that this must be the last he would take the antidote and he only needed some bed rest here in my chamber.
However, those five days that he was unconscious, I was the one who made him take the antidote by passing it from my mouth to his.
"Can you be able to speak properly now?" I asked softly as I caressed his throat after making him drink some water.
I waited patiently before he opened his mouth. "Y-Yes, my goddess."
I inhaled sharply as I felt my eyes getting misty. "Oh, Frederick... Thank the Moon Goddess!" I exclaimed as I hugged him so tight.
His arms wrapped around me as I felt his lips in my temple. "Thank... Thank you for taking care of me, Novalie..." he whispered to my ear causing me to shiver down my spine.
I looked at him. I wanted to punish him for daring to call me on my first name basis however, I let it slide as I caressed his cheek. "You have me worried back there," I said, sighing. "I only told you to annoy Reginald before I left." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why on earth did you decide to break the diamond chalice?" I sighed.
I instructed him to annoy Reginald to the point that they would start brawling. I wanted him to bruise Reginald's ego while I was away.
But I didn't expect that Frederick would touch Westervelt's antique item, the diamond chalice called Xilfina.
"I was insulted at what he said about you." He started playing with the strands of my hair by curling his finger on them.
"What insult is that?" I asked, curious.
"That you are a slut and a whore. That you deserved in the cabaret..." He frowned.
I looked at him in disbelief before I chuckled. "Come here," I uttered when I leaned on the headboard and tapped my thighs.
Frederick's face brightened up as he immediately laid his head there. He looked like a child being granted something unexpected. But he changed his position by placing himself in between my thighs, laying on his stomach, and using my thigh as his pillow so he could look at me.
He suddenly looked so adorable in that position. He looked like a little puppy with those fluttering olive eyes.
I just let him and caressed his cheek with my knuckles. "Darling, those insult words are too shallow for me to feel defamed and offended." I shrugged. "You should have let it slide and proceed with our plans."
He frowned more. "But it hurts on my part. I cannot just let it slide if it comes to you." He nuzzled his nose to my stomach causing my heart to leap at his action. Then his olive orbs pierced on me. "Are you mad at me, my goddess, because I acted on my own accord? I deserve punishment if that is the case..."
I traced my thumb to his lower lip. I felt tingles when our skin touched against each other. It was so delicious and addictive. I have missed this man so badly and the way he retorted to me which sometimes he obeyed or disobeyed me.
"I will do the punishment in our playtime once you are fully recovered." He inhaled sharply before he licked his lips. I smirked when he lowered his head to place his lips in between my thighs which were covered with a thin fabric. Then I felt his lips move to tickle my clit which made me irk at pleasure. I hushed him down immediately. "Sshh... Behave, darling. I did not say now is our playtime, hmm?"
His expression changed into disappointment before he nodded. "A-Alright..." he said in a dejected tone.
I chuckled when he sounded like he was sulking already. I only caressed his cheek before I looked up at the ceiling.
"My goddess, about the chalice... Why is it so special for this house?"
I smiled. "Good question, darling." I inhaled slowly before I spoke. "That Xilfina diamond chalice... It was a gift by the 27th Alpha King of our kingdom named Austine de Carteret," I told, sighing. "He was the predecessor of our current 31st Alpha King Azarius."
"Is that really special? I don't know how exceptional it is." I felt him shrugging.
I chortled. "But to the House of Westervelt, it is special." I gently pinched his cheek. "Well, I will treat it as a special item if it comes from the Alpha King himself. Memorabilia, it is."
Frederick huffed. "But that is not a special item in the palace..."
"What?" I arched my eyebrow when he murmured something that I couldn't comprehend.
He stiffened and smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing, my goddess." My heart leaped when his face buried itself in my chest before I heard him smelling me. "Your scent is making me and my wolf excited, my goddess..."
I scoffed as I started drawing some irregular circles on his back with my fingers. I watched him getting goosebumps from it as he halted from sniffing me. Not long after, he purred and closed his eyes to lean more on me.
"You are really full of flowery words," I pointed out which made him pout.
"I am only honest with my feelings, my goddess."
"Right, right. Whatever you say."
That moment, we were enveloped with silence. Frederick leaned more to my touch as his nose started nuzzling to my collarbone, enjoying sniffing me. I secretly sniffed him, too, because his scent was too alluring for my own good.
I thought that I would lose him because his scent fainted which horrified me. I had never been so frightened like that. I cried at that time, hoping for a fast recovery of Frederick.
It seemed like the Moon Goddess heard my prayer. Timothy was expecting for him to wake up after a week but it was shortened to five days. That made me feel relieved actually.
"I heard from Sir Heimon that you had brawled with *that man*. Is that true, my goddess?" Frederick looked up at me with those beautiful pairs of olive eyes that almost made me swoon just by seeing them.
Shrugging, I traced his jaw with my fingertips. "I taught him some lessons not to mess with me again. I made him taste his own medicine," I said coldly.
Reginald has still remained unconscious after I tortured his back with a thousand lashes with wolfsbane coated in it.
I did it when he was still unconscious. But he managed to wake up by the time I reached five hundred lashes. He screamed in pain and fainted before it reached a thousand.
It was inhumane, yes. But I promised to myself that I would inflict the same pain he perpetrated to Frederick.
"Also, he hurt you so it is an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. No one..." I paused before I hugged his head. "No one must dare to hurt you because it was only I who must do that. Other people who would dare shall court themselves to death. I would have them taste my wrath just as I did to Reginald."
I was expecting him to shiver in fear but he smiled, beaming. "You actually cared for me!"
I frowned. "No. I only did that because Reginald did not pay heed to my last warning," I reasoned immediately and defensively.
I could feel my heart hammering inside my chest after that. It was pretty ludicrous that he concluded that absurd statement.
Frederick grinned. "My goddess, my goddess... You are really in denial of your feelings for me. Our mate bond is getting stronger because of what you did," he said in his husky bedroom voice.
I rolled my eyes, ignoring that my wolf was feeling giddy under his intense gaze. "It is not about mate bond that triggered me to fight with Reginald. This isn't the first time—"
"Sir Heimon told me that you are way scarier than before when it comes to fighting *that man*. You fought as if you lost something very important that had been taken away from you." My heart leaped when he crawled to me by placing my legs over his shoulders before he had me lay on the bed. His sheepish grin was making me find him more attractive than before. Then he drew his face closer to me. "My goddess, admit that I am very special to your heart."
I scoffed as I removed my legs from my shoulders only to lock his waist by wrapping them around it. "You're special because you are my property, darling. Do not be so full of yourself." My lips curled up into a furtive smile.
He playfully arched his eyebrow. "True. I am your property." He lowered his head to whisper in my ear. "But it doesn't mean that what engulfed you at that time is because you don't want me to die before your eyes. You really cared for me. You actually cried for me." I shivered when he nipped my earlobe causing me to gasp softly. "At least, I feel the progress of your mate relationship. Sooner or later, I will have you all for myself."
"You always jump to conclusions. That's not healthy."
He chuckled darkly. I felt a tickle in my ear all of a sudden. "Ah... My goddess... Please do not be like this..." I released a soft guttural sound when he started kissing my jaw. "I am way more important than those slaves you purchased before. If I am not that important, why did you cry for me and look at me so worried? You could have let me die just as what happened from your last favorite slave which you did not bestow any attention anymore. Sir Heimon said that I am only the slave that made you panic the moment you knew that you couldn't find me around and that I was badly injured. Now, tell me, Novalie, is it this part of being a master and slave relationship, or is it because of our mate bond relationship cause you this more?"
I closed my eyes, almost unable to comprehend his words because his lips were distracting me as well as his hips that moved back and forth. I moaned softly when he managed to glide his hard lowered body to the apex of my thighs.
I shuddered when it managed to glide its way to my clit. It was so distracting.
"Frederick..." I moaned when he began sucking my nipple after he pulled down the straps of my nightgown to reveal my healthy twin globes.
My clit throbbed in need when his other hand was playing the other nipple causing me to arch my back as I inhaled sharply.
"This is not our playtime yet..." I said meekly as I moaned when his other free hand reached for my clit, gliding it side by side with a fast tempo. "Shit!" I clutched on his hair, feeling so good on it. "Oh! That's..." I lost at my words when his fingers and tongue were becoming ecstasy for me. "Enough now, Frederick..." I halted him after fighting my will against my wolf who was so engulfed with this delicious and addictive sensation.
Frederick put his weight on me and buried his face to the crook of my neck, chuckling. "I can't wait for my punishment, my goddess. I am thrilled to be in your care."
I exhaled sharply, looking at the canopy curtains above me while I caressed his back. Then I gently clutched his hair causing him to purr under my touch.
"Soon," I replied.
That earned us a deafening silence. The silence wasn't odd but it was a good one. It made me feel at ease as I was able to gather my thoughts while softly listening to Frederick's breathing and how his heart raced so fast whenever he was so near to me.
I was certain that he could also hear how my heart raced so fast because of his presence. Even if I wouldn't say anything, Frederick already knew that he had a huge effect on me.
It was because of the mate bond we had that became a hindrance to unleashing my full potential as his master. I was a cold-hearted one but I realized that I was becoming soft when it came to him. It was annoying but I couldn't find myself to be furious at Frederick.
"My goddess, I am actually feeling ashamed about something," Frederick uttered after a long silence.
Creasing my forehead, I blinked. "Ashamed from what?"
He raised his head to look at me in my eyes. There was a worried expression on his face. "I am your knight who is bound to protect you yet you are the one who protected me."
"So? You are ashamed that your master protected you? It is my right to protect what is mine."
"I felt useless," he said in his dejected tone and took my hand to place a sensual kiss on my wrist. "The situation of us being a knight and damsel has changed."
I looked at him in disbelief. "What do you mean? Knight and damsel?" I asked.
Frederick nodded and pierced his gaze on me which made my wolf and my heart jump in joy. "I know you will find this hilarious but I realized that I am the knight in distress and you are my damsel in shining armour."
With what he said, I laughed. Knight in distress? Damsel in shining armour?
"Oh, dear me, Frederick..." I said through laughter. "That's..." I couldn't continue my words as I laughed more.
His words echoed in my mind.
"That's too funny, darling." I laughed heartily as I hugged him when I saw him frowning.
"It is supposed to be otherwise, right? And I don't find it funny, my goddess." He raised his head to let me see him sulking.
I laughed again. "Oh, Frederick... You really have a fascinating side." He glared at me but he didn't say anything. My laughter slowly died down as I was smiling from ear to ear. "I have never laughed like that in my whole life," I uttered honestly.
He looked surprised. "D-Do you mean it, my goddess?"
I nodded. "Indeed." I caressed his face with so much amusement I have for this man. "I never experienced laughing so heartily like this. I never did this when I was still living with my father," I said earnestly.
It was the truth. I couldn't even remember laughing like that. If I would laugh, it would always be full of sarcasm. Sometimes it was so dry or bitter. I hated that I couldn't laugh like I really found something interesting until today... because of Frederick.
"I didn't know this actually felt good. I am impressed, darling," I complimented.
Frederick's annoyed expression melted into a soft one as he sighed. "Then, I shall make you laugh more," he said softly and brought my hand to his lips. "I will be the man who will be able to make you laugh. If telling what I have in my mind makes you happy, then I shall be happy to do so, my goddess."
I smiled and I felt like I was going to cry. "My darling is so thoughtful to his goddess."
He nodded and used my chest as his pillow. "After all, my purpose is to make you happy after what I did in the past," he said meaningfully. "I will make you happy from now on, Novalie," he said before his hug tightened.