Emlyn was enchanted when she heard his solemn promise. She felt like her life with him was so good.
Well... too good.
It was too good that it scared her.
She was an optimist who had a sunny personality, but she had seen the world and faced tragedy.
She had lost everything before she turned 23 and she couldn't accept that sothing could be so good in life that there was no catch in it.
Suddenly, she was reminded of that darn prophecy again.
She had buried that thought at the back of her mind and tried not to think about it for days, but now that things were going so well, she couldn't help but think about it again.
"Mars..." She raised her face and looked at him intently. "If... soday, I bring you bad luck... will you still want ?'
The prince was puzzled at the sudden question.
"What do you an by bad luck?" he asked her to clarify what she ant.
"I an... if I caused sothing bad to happen to you or this country, will you still love ?" Emlyn asked in a halting voice.
Mars didn't understand where the question ca from but he didn't want her to worry, so he touched her shoulders and looked at her lovingly. His voice was firm when he answered her.
"I love you for who you are, with everything that makes you, you. I don't know why do you suddenly think that you will bring bad luck to , but I promise you, I'll never stop loving you."
He sighed and continued his words.? "So people might see my mother as the cause of bad luck for our family. After my father chose her, my family was cursed. For several years, those talks and accusations hurt my mother deeply."
"She blad herself for the curse that befell her children, which ans she thought she was responsible for their deaths and the fact that I couldn't touch won. It was heartbreaking because she shouldn't take the bla for soone else's cri. She was the victim, but so evil people made her think she was bad luck..."
Mars clenched his jaws, looking resolute as he uttered his next words. "I learned from my family history, that if anything similar happened to us, I will never let you bla yourself. Never. It took my father a long ti to understand that my mother was guilt-ridden and she blad herself for years... I will not make the sa mistake."
"So, my love... you are never bad luck. Ever since you co into my life, I finally understand what it's like to be truly alive." He stroked her hair and smiled reassuringly. "Do you understand?"
Emlyn finally nodded weakly. This man was so good to her. His love seed bottomless. And he always managed to say all the right words.
She knew she had fallen in love so deep with this man. So deep and beyond help. Now, she might actually love him more than she loved herself.
Mars was wondering what Emlyn was thinking when he saw her eyes looking conflicting. Was she hiding sothing that she didn't want him to know?
"Is there sothing wrong?" He asked her softly. "You seem troubled by sothing. Would you mind sharing it with ?"
They were doing just fine earlier. They cuddled, drank glow wine together, and discussed their wedding plans.
However, suddenly Emlyn was asking such questions. Mars couldn't help but wonder if there was sothing bad going on that he needed to know.
Emlyn looked at the man and saw his earnest expression. She didn't want to hide anything from him again.
He had told her everything and was always honest with her. So, it was only fair if she did the sa.
"Soone told I have a really dark aura and I will bring bad luck to you." Emlyn finally spoke. Her voice was hoarse but she tried to sound calm. "She said I will be the cause of a great war."
"What?" Mars was dumbfounded.
This was all too sudden. What bad luck? What great war? Their life was just starting and things were looking good.
The only thing he needed to take care of now was the witch, but it wasn't sothing new. They had always had that problem even before Emlyn entered the picture.
She definitely didn't bring bad luck!
In fact, everything beca better after she ca into his life.
"Who spouted that nonsense?" Mars was annoyed when he heard her words. He could see that Emlyn was genuinely bothered by it, but he thought she should have known better.
Emlyn raised her hands and touched his arms to calm him down. "Please don't be angry. She only told what she thought she saw. She might be wrong and you shouldn't bla her for it."
"Who is she? And why are you defending her?" Mars stared at Emlyn intently. "Where did you et her?"
"She is just a village witch. She is old and sickly. I ca to her when I was—" Emlyn's voice halted. She rembered that the reason she ca to visit Mrs. Adler was to ask her help to make potions so she could conceive twins or triplets.
"Yes?" Mars was waiting for her to continue her words. However, Emlyn was now feeling embarrassed. "Are you hiding sothing from ? Is it sothing bad?"
Emlyn pursed her lips. She glanced at him and finally responded ekly. "Uh, not bad... but.. well, I went to see her since she was famous in the village to help with pregnancy and labors. So... I wanted to ask? her if she could help conceive twins or... triplets..."
The chamber suddenly turned silent. Only the crackling of fire from the fireplace was heard.
Mars' eyes went round when he heard her explanation.
Why.. would she want to have twins or triplets?
His mind quickly went to work and realized what she planned to do.
"You...! Did you want to have multiple babies to end our agreent as soon as possible?" He asked her with a shocked expression.
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