Chapter 24: The Eternal Garden {4}
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Cedric’s eyes never left Sylvia as she walks to the Heathcliff tent, he didn’t know what ca over him, the thought of her being married off to another man struck sothing within him that he didn’t like, she should know better she was married to him and belonged to him.
His grip on the table clenched more, snapping the wood, he turned to it, luckily the table was supported by other woods, or else it would have been a disaster.
What’s becoming of him? And more this ti it was hunger he felt, sothing he hadn’t felt in a long ti and it made his insides turn.
His gaze drifts back to Sylvia now in the Heathcliff tent with Danette. Since the mont he laid eyes on her at their wedding, there was this pull he couldn’t explain, the kiss itself he couldn’t explain, he turned a blind eye to it, but then his powers were stirring and now hunger.
His green eyes bead for a mont... there was sothing about this silver-haired that caught his attention and got him curious, she didn’t seem like the rest of the silver-haired, could it be because she was brought outside the walls of the Empire? Or sothing more.
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"Why are your cheeks flushed?" Danette asked giggling like she knew sothing was up.
I cleared my throat.
"Nothing," I said, not eting gaze with her. I was still flushed by what happened earlier, the kiss... at the re thought of it, my body gave a feeling at my sides, I bit my bottom lip.
"If you say so," she said in a sing-tone voice, giggling again.
"Do your hair bangs fall on your forehead like that?" she asked curiously, admiring the way the bangs fell on my forehead just beneath my silver eyebrows, in parting. It has always been like that since I was a child, no matter the bun or how my hair was packed it always fell out.
"Yes," I replied, helping myself to a glass of water, chugging on it.
"Easy Sylvia," she said in amusent.
"A romantic day in the eternal garden and you’re off chugging water" Camille’s voice ca in as she strolled to us.
"Cami, join us," Danette said with a smile against her lips tapping a space beside her.
Camille took a seat.
"Us ladies should enjoy ourselves while our husbands engage in whatever," Danette said.
"True," said Camille.
I just nod, taking another glass of water.
"Shouldn’t we discuss so exciting things?" Danette offered.
"Yes, I suppose. Sylvia how are your nights with Cedric"
At Camille’s question, I choked on my water, coughing.
"Sylvia, are you okay?" Danette asked worriedly, patting my back.
"I’m fine
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