Chapter 526: Chapter Five Hundred And Twenty-Six: Emerald Is A White-Swan -2

The third point of view: 

"By the way, why do you ask?"

"Nothing," Emerald answered, quickly. His wife was worth more than his reputation. Moreover, if anyone dared to make fun of him, he would simply punch out their teeth, problem solved - his men knew better than to get on his nerves. 

"Let's begin," He couldn't wait for this to be over. 

"No, one more accessory," Cecil said and began to search through the drawers before coming up with a swan masquerade headband. The sassy fascinator was made with a mesh net and hard solid feathers. Most of all, it was feminine. 

God, no, Emerald wanted the ground to open up and swallow him. Yet, no matter how much he cringed, he still stood at attention as Cecil got on her tiptoes, brushed his bang aside, and placed the headband on his hair. 

"Yes, done," She smiled at him, the warmth radiating like the morning sun that he forgot his worries - for that moment.