RECOMNDED SONG:
Love Is Madness By Thirty Seconds To Mars Feat Halsey ~?
[ A:N: This song can be considered as The Song For Silas & Isabella duo. I can't find more suitable lyrics than this ]
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Isabella was shocked for a mont. Silas suggested before turning around to et her astounded eyes. She didn't expect that Silas would be asking openly to take care of him. But since she was the reason behind his scars, Isabella felt nothing but responsibility for his well being.
Reading through her evident expression, Silas spoke again without making her more uncomfortable,
" Let it be, Princess. I was just picking you."
He smiled a little after telling her. Isabella bit her lips together tightly. It would be looking so impolite if she refused to help him out. Tugging the corner of her gown, she replied approaching him from back with hesitation,
" No..I an.. It's completely fine. You were right. So many people were hurt because of you. I should take responsibility."
A tight frown appeared between his temples after she told him that how much she wanted to bear responsibility for every death. It was the definition of a true queen whose sole responsibility is to make others life comfortable without looking into her own needs. But truth to be told, he didn't want her to take responsibility for others..he wanted her to take responsibility for him and him only..
Surely he couldn't utter those words on her face. Looking at her initiative expression, he could only response with a cheeky smirk,
" It's my honor then. Just use this ointnt on my back, Please."
Silas spoke before passing her a bottle of ointnt. After she grabbed it from his palms, he went over to sit on the bed with his back showing against her like a silent invitation. Isabella had a bit suspension over his behavior. The more ti passed, they were behaving more like friends than strangers.
Isabella let out a sigh looking down at the dicine in her grip. Putting away all her discomfort, she reached behind his back to trail his eyes all the way around.
The scars looked very strange in her eyes. Though most of them were healing too fast, it seed like his skin had torned apart before returning to this shape. She had her curiosity but asking him would be sounding too nagging.
After all, they just knew each others barely, wasn't it?
Silas was getting impatient over this short delaying. He looked calm on surface but deep down, he was greedy for her touch. The feeling was like sothing was pushing him inside to get closer with her, to touch her or to feel her. But everything was absurd and he knew that she would hate him to death if he stepped out of his boundaries.
Which woman would like to have romantic feelings after loosing her child in a day?
He told himself several tis that patience was the virtue of every success. He waited for that touch but it didn't happen so fast as he wished. Taking another step towards his sitting back, Isabella finally sat down and slipped out a bit ointnt on her fingers.
Taking a vivid note of his scars, the tip of her fingers pressed on his wounds gently. Silas stopped breathing for a second to enjoy how heavenly her touch felt on his skin. Her massage was like kitten claws that had no nails but a pure bliss of softness. He felt like it was her fingertips that were healing his scars not that ointnt.
Silas exhaled deeply and his green eyes closed off gently to feel it better. His thoughts beca more greedy.
What if he could hold her in his arms?
Isabella didn't know whether she was doing it right or not but she did ask anyway,
" Am..Am I doing it right?"
Silas replied lost in her kitten like caress on his back,
" Mm!"
Isabella's hands stopped tracing him for a second. As she did it rightly, she didn't think that it was necessary to rub it anymore. She replied attempting to take away her hand from his back,
" Then I should sto.."
" Ahh!", ca the painful voice of Silas whose expression paled after knowing that she was going to stop. Never in his wild imagination, he didn't expect that he would do sothing so foolish to snatch soone attention. His whole kingdom would laugh at him if they knew how fool he was.
Isabella was startled by his sudden mournful cry. Initially she thought that she pressed hard over his scars. Isabella asked, worry laced out from her voice,
" What happened? O my god! Did it hurt? My apologies, Duke Silas. I..I wasn't aware of my action."
Silas answered quickly, hoping that she wouldn't hate him in the future for his actions,
" It's nothing, Princess Isabella. Please continue rubbing for few tis as you can see that my scars are very fresh."
Isabella humd in agreent and continued rubbing ointnt throughout his whole back. After a mont of silence, Isabella asked again,
" Duke Silas..If you don't mind.. Your scars look a bit strange. What did they do to you?"
Isabella questioned before pulling her eyes up to look at his side face. Silas stiffened a little and replied skipping the question wisely,
" They just beat up. What is your thoughts now about Davina's family? I an..they will definitely ask for an explanation from you. What are you going to do?"
Isabella had thought about everything thick and thin. To repay the love of Vincent that she received once in the past, she couldn't act like an outrageous girl anymore. Above all, she couldn't be a burden to soone else anymore after everything happened.
Isabella released a long deep breath over his skin. Pausing between her actions, she replied with a few words but had the feeling of lifting a mountain,
" I have reconsidered over everything, Duke Silas. I want to rule over DAVINA by myself."
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