When Emlyn woke up in the morning, she could feel her husband's body hugging her tightly, and his warm breath on her hair. She opened her eyes and tilted her head to see Mars' face.
She was wondering when did he arrive ho. Must be after midnight, because Emlyn was waiting for him long after she finished dinner.
She paced back and forth for a long ti and asked Roshan dozens of tis if her husband had returned or not, until finally she was too tired and fell asleep.
What kept him so long? And why didn't he send anyone to tell her that he was going to be late?
Did sothing bad happen in the royal palace? Or maybe sothing happened to Ellena?
By the way, how was that wench doing?
Thinking about Ellena, Emlyn couldn't help but grit her teeth. She hated that woman with all her heart. She thought Ellena was responsible for her brother's death because Ellena brought Killian to the capital, where he ended up dying.
Obviously, Ellena planned sothing with Killian, or maybe she uttered so lies to the man that made Killian co to Draec and pretended not to know Emlyn.
Whatever it was that she planned, didn't work out well because, at the last mont, Killian decided to save Emlyn from suspicion by taking all the bla and accepting death as the punishnt.
So many questions were raging in Emlyn's mind. She wanted to know what happened after Ellena tried to kill herself.
Too bad the sword didn't hit anything vital so she still survived. By the way, Mars went to the palace to et his father the king. They must be talking about what happened in this castle yesterday, about Killian, and Emlyn.
She wondered what the king might think about them? Also... Mars said he would tell his parents about his marriage to Emlyn. Did he manage to tell them?
What did they think about it? Were they mad...? Or did they accept it?
Gosh... Emlyn's mind beca a web filled with so many thoughts entangled with one another.
What happened in the royal palace? Why did Mars co ho really late? He was never like this before. The only ti he ca ho late and didn't send news was when he wanted to give her a surprise by getting her wagons filled with Winterre flowers in winter.
It was such a sweet gesture that Emlyn imdiately forgave him. So, what happened this ti? She was wondering.
Emlyn looked at her husband's handso face and saw he was still asleep. It was also quite unusual, because at this hour, normally he would already wake up and go out to train his n, before coming back to have breakfast together with her.
He looked so tired. Emlyn raised her hand and touched his hair gently, careful not to wake him up. It looked like he did really need rest.
She snuggled more closely to his chest and hugged his waist. If he was really tired, then she would let him sleep longer and keep him company.
However, just then, Mars opened his eyes. He didn't have a good sleep and, even though he was so tired, was easily woken up by the slightest movent. The man looked at Emlyn's face who tilted her face to see him as she felt him move. Their eyes locked.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Mars greeted her with a smile. "How was your sleep last night?"
He decided to look fine and not let Emlyn suspect anything bad happened at the royal palace. Damn.
Emlyn pursed her lips when she heard his question. How could she sleep well last night knowing he was out and didn't give him any news. She was so worried.
"I was waiting for you for hours," she complained. "Why did you co ho late? What ti did you arrive?"
"I am very sorry, there are several important things that I had to do. I forgot to send word," Mars replied dotingly. "I will make it up to you today by not going anywhere. What do you think?"
Emlyn's eyes suddenly glint in happiness. If Mars really would make up to her by staying ho with her all day, she would love it!
Yesterday, after he left for the royal palace, Emlyn felt so lonely and sad. She had Mrs. Adler to keep her company while she visited her brother's body and mourned for him, but she still felt really empty and lonely.
She wished Mars was there with her and consoled her. She wished she could share her grief with her husband and just cried for hours without reservation.
She couldn't do that in front of other people. He was the only person she was comfortable being herself. Oh, how she wished she could stay with him all the ti.
As Emlyn was nearing the later stage of the second trister of her pregnancy, she was feeling more vulnerable and clingy to her husband. This was sothing that she didn't like and couldn't get used to.
Being in this situation made her feel weak and helpless. Killian's death made things even worse for her. Now, Emlyn just felt like she wanted to curl up in bed all day and did nothing.
"Do you promise?" she asked him. "Promise that you will make it up to ?"
Mars nodded. "I promise. I don't feel like going anywhere today and just stay with you."
Emlyn hit his chest with her small hands and pursed her lips again. "I was so worried last night. I thought sothing bad happened to you. I had decided to go to the royal palace to find you if you didn't co ho by midnight.... but I fell asleep."
"You did?" Mars looked at Emlyn deeply. He touched her hair and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Then, he closed his eyes and kissed her lips tenderly.
When their lips parted, he smiled faintly while touching his nose to hers affectionately.
"You must not do that next ti. Don't think about going to the palace without invitation or without . It's better if you just stay here and rest," he said to her dotingly.
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