Capítulo 6: 006 Sweet Husband
It was princess Adriel's coming of age ceremony.
I had came to the Emperors palace 2 hours beforehand getting prepared.
I had worn white cassock with attached pellegrina and girded with a fringed white fascia, along with my crosier. Many had bowed as I had blessed them with a small smile.
I bowed before the Emperor, before blessing him. It was a large ball, as I stood to the far left hand side of the Emperor and Empress.
I was drained standing there the whole time, especially with my crosier in my hands most of the time, my palms sweaty.
"Darling wife" a shadowy cloud surrounded me, more than two red eyes staring at me in the unidentified figure.
It circled around my arm.
"Achlys?.." I shivered at the figure as the eyes simultaneously stared up at me.
"hm?" he hummed circumventing my neck.
"what are you doing? they will see you!.. also what are you?" I whispered, occasionally smiling to the guests who bowed in my presence.
"Just in one of my forms.. are you not tired of standing around dearest?"
I couldn't deny it, giving him a curt nod.
"Figured." I then had disappeared from the ballroom without any one noticing.
We had ended up in a spacious room, with large windows, and a piano settled in the middle.
His— shadowy figure had converted to his original form.
I sighed. "Thank you.." I sat down on a bench, near the piano.
He sat down beside me starting to braid my hair skillfully in his slender fingers. I didn't bother addressing it.
"Achlys, why me..?" I quietly questioned putting my palms on my cheeks.
His hands hand stopped fiddling with my hair for a while, before going back to his precious actions.
"Love at first sight?" he joked
"..cut the crap."
There was silence for a while, his hands untangling out my hair, before his arms wrapped around my neck, my back meeting his firm chest.
His face buried in my hair.
"You smell.. sweet, wife." he murmured "I could almost swallow in you in one bite.."
His right hand glided to my collarbone, while the other wrapped around my neck, without applying pressure.
I shuddered at his touch. "You.. what do you think your doing." I shrieked trying to escape his grasp. But no avail.
The aura in the room was tense, I could feel him ravenously gazing down at me.
"I need to return. Release me." I coldly said.
He reluctantly did. "I want to spend more time with you though, wife."
"..." I had picked up my crosier, fixing my attire. "Can you bring me back.."
"Wheres the please?" he jokingly asked. I flashed him a glare.
"i'm kidding..." He had grabbed my waist before I had landed back to the spot I was before.
"There you are!" The Empress had called out, her daughter beside her. "Let's start the ceremony shall we?"
Start the ceremony? It's been 3 hours already.
I nodded. It was simple ceremony, as she bowed her head and renewed her baptismal vow, along with saying a prayer to solidify her commitment to family and faith. It was then finished.
I had talked about a couple of issues with acrostics before speedily leaving.
The music had become more weak as I took off farther. I breathed in the cold evening air.
Achlys was waiting for me at the carriage, his usual grin. I headed inside along with him, falling asleep the way home.
I had woken up in my bed tucked in perfectly, and in my baby blue transparent nightgown. I frowned. I looked around.
I let out breath realizing he wasn't in the room. It was still night. Needing fresh air, I decided to roam around the garden.
My hands felt along the wall of roses. My thoughts turned to my dream somehow.
Was I really the descendant of the celestial musician Arya from the heavens? or was I actually her?
I shook away the silly thoughts. My parents where just commoners that ran a bakery.. theres no way.
But there is—
"Whats on your mind love?"
Not one second without him being around. It seemed I had gained a new name.
I continued my walk ignoring the nickname, and the blush on my ears.
I headed to the terrace. "Wife, are alright?"
"quite alright." I responded closing my eyes to the gentle breeze. Her heart was pounding in her heart fastly.
Why was I so nervous? He hadn't fiddled with my hair. Instead brushing a few strands to the back of my ear.
''You look beautiful, wife." His smile extended wide. My face warmed up at the usuall praise I heard.
He chuckled delicately
"Your blushing."
"I am not." I growled.
Without realizing it, bit by bit I had started loving this annoyingly handsome devil.
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