The Cursed Prince Chapter 81 - A Deer In The Headlights

"Why is your face like that?" asked Emlyn, frowning. She touched Mars's nose with her wine cup and narrowed her eyes. "You are quiet today."

Mars touched the cup and lowered it from his nose. "Since when did I talk so much?"

"Ahh .. that's right. You're not a man who talks a lot. You are not Gewen," muttered Emlyn, realizing her mistake.

Ahh .. actually, she wanted to dig what was in Mars's heart and find out what made him look like he was lost in thoughts after they returned from the tea at the palace. But then she realized that she was using the wrong tactic.

Mars never talked much. The one that talked a lot was Emlyn herself. Mars was the one who listened to her babble.

"Why did you ntion Gewen's na?" asked Mars in a slightly displeased voice.

He still rembered that Gewen used his na to escape from his obligation to get a wife and have children to continue his family lineage.

Now, even Emlyn ntioned Gewen's na. This made his chest burn with jealousy. Mars knew that Gewen was very handso, and he was famous among won. The opposite of Mars, who always made any woman who saw him tremble with fear.

Did Emlyn like Gewen too? Did sothing happen while they were training archery today? Should he stop letting her join their training?

"I was just drawing a comparison between you and Gewen. Compared to you, Gewen sure talks a lot. That's all," said Emlyn as she took her cup and sipped the wine while frowning, trying to find a way to find out what was on the prince's mind.

She was dying to know how he actually felt about Lady Preston's advice.

"Then, from your comparison, who is better? Gewen or ?" Mars asked, looking closely at Emlyn.

Emlyn snorted. "None of you is better. You both are my enemies."

She blurted out the words automatically. Even if Emlyn regretted saying them, it was too late. The words had already left her lips.

"Hmm .. is that so?" asked Mars. He shifted his gaze from Emlyn's face to the cup in his hand. He recalled the incident of Emlyn's drunk confession. He already knew how the girl saw him.

Emlyn actually liked him back, but the girl's heart was torn between her love for Mars and her grudge over her family's demise.

Until the end of ti, this problem would always be there between them, unless Mars could bring back the dead.

Ugh...

Emlyn lowered her head. She didn't say another word. Deep in her heart, she felt crushed. From what she had witnessed so far, Mars was not a bad person, as many people thought. The prince was a fair man.

He was also selfless and didn't just randomly kill people just to check whether he was still under the curse or not...

This made Emlyn find it difficult to hate this man and make him the target of her revenge.

Besides... if she killed Mars, what would happen to their children? They would lose their father.

And if they found out that Emlyn was responsible for his death ... they would surely hate her.

[Gosh .. what was I thinking?]

Emlyn was surprised by her own thoughts. She pinched her hand. She didn't know why she was thinking about her children with this guy.

Hey .. she's not pregnant yet, okay? And she wouldn't necessarily give birth to this scummy prince's children. If Emlyn managed to get her revenge first, she would die before she could bear any children.

Why was her mind wandering and thought about children? Dammit.

Maybe, because she spent too much ti with Prince Mars, Emlyn beca like this. Mars was the one who had a habit of talking about their future children as if they would definitely co to this world.

Now, that stupid habit of his had infected Emlyn.

"Why did you pinch your own arm?" asked Mars in puzzlent.

The girl hiccupped when she realized Mars caught herself pinching her own arm. Apparently, nothing she did escape his attentive eyes, no matter how small

"I just pinched it because it's itchy. I think I got bitten by a mosquito," said the girl coolly.

"Are there mosquitoes here?" asked Mars in surprise. He looked around the dining room as if trying to locate the evil mosquito who dared to bite his Em.

The man's attitude fascinated Emlyn. Sohow, she only started to realize that this man really cared about her. Even for the little things, nothing escaped his attention.

This made Emlyn feel even more upset. She knew that Mars was very caring toward her because this weird man cared about his unborn children that he wished to be born by her.

He didn't want anything bad to happen to Emlyn, no matter how small, because he didn't want it to affect his future children. After all, Emlyn was the only woman who could bear children for Mars, to be his heirs.

But ... oh, what if he didn't need Emlyn anymore? If the curse was gone, Mars would be able to sleep with any woman and have children with them, wouldn't he?

Emlyn could imagine that so many won would be willing to bear children for Prince Mars Strongmoor. He wouldn't even need to force them or bind them with a stupid contract like what he did with her.

Those won would do so willingly since their children could beco the next king. Perhaps, they would even fight each other or queue to volunteer...

Thinking of this, Emlyn bit her lip restlessly.

And if these won knew how well this man would look after them and spoil them... of course, they would be scrambling to throw themselves at him and asked him to choose them to be the mother of his children.

This made Emlyn feel even more frustrated.

Why did she feel angry??? Didn't she have no right to be angry? In fact, she should be happy that this scummy prince was freed from his curse because that ant Emlyn would also be freed from him.

It would be a win-win for both of them.

Emlyn could go back to her life before she was trapped in this crown prince's castle. She could go on adventures and start a new life...

"I don't find any mosquitoes here," Mars muttered after investigating every corner of the room with his sharp eyes. "Maybe the mosquito is gone now."

"Hmm ... that's good," said Emlyn in an indistinct voice. She downed the wine in her cup and then deftly took the wine jug to refill.

This ti, Mars didn't stop her. He thought Emlyn really felt safe drinking around him, to the point of getting drunk.

He would let her be this ti since she looked quite upset. Tomorrow, he would talk to the girl so as not to repeat it in his absence.

"Why do you like to drink so much?" asked Mars in astonishnt. "I've never t a woman who drank as much as you."

"Ahh .. it's because you haven't t many won," said Emlyn. She knew that the myth about won couldn't hold their liquor was spread by n to prevent won from finishing their wine. n were greedy creatures.

Emlyn wouldn't be fooled. She had t many won who could really drink, like herself. Most of them work in taverns and brothels because they were more honest. Many won from the upper class held back in front of others and pretended they could only drink a little.

"Is it true that many won like to drink like you?" asked Mars, sounded very interested.

Emlyn was right when he said Mars had not t many won to make a fair comparison.

"That's right," said Emlyn. "I think it won't be long before you find out for yourself."

"How would I find out for myself?" asked Mars in amazent.

"Well.. after you are free from the curse, you will be able to go out and et lots of won," Emlyn said while pursing her lips. "You'll even be able to sleep with them after drinking together."

"How can I be free from the curse?" asked Mars, not understanding. "My family hasn't been able to find the witch who cast the curse on . It's the only sure way to know whether I'm free from the cursen or not."

"But, what Lady Preston said is true, right? You can check for yourself whether you are free from the curse or not by touching a random woman. If she didn't die the next day, it ans the curse is broken. However, if she died ... that ans you're still under the curse."

Mars crossed his arms on his chest with an irritated expression at Emlyn's words.

"I already told you, that thod is very risky. There's a 50% chance I'm still under the curse, and if I touch an innocent woman, then she will die ..." the man said firmly. "I don't want any more won to die from this damn curse!"

The prince's voice and expression were very serious, and for a mont, Emlyn was stunned. The warm feeling that filled her heart earlier as they were enjoying tea with the queen slowly crept in and filled her heart to the brim...

Suddenly, Emlyn dropped her cup to the floor and wrapped her arms around Mars's neck.

In the next mont.... she kissed his lips tenderly.

Mars gasped, and his eyes went round like a deer in the headlights. Emlyn's action was so sudden and unexpected, and for a few seconds, he didn't know what to do.

This had never happened before.

The girl suddenly took the initiative and kissed him passionately.

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From the author:

FINALLY, our prince gets his well-deserved kiss, from Emlyn! This is her first ti to take such initiative. Will she go further than a kiss? hehehehe... we'll see.

By the way, if you REALLY LIKE this story and are srized by shaless and doting male leads like Mars, I think you will like Caspar Schneider from my other book "The Alchemists" who is just as shaless.

Or London Schneider from the sa book who is so, so devoted to his woman (and just as clueless about won like Mars).

And, I cannot think of a more doting husband than Prince Therius from "Finding Stardust" to match Mars' adorableness. If you haven't read those books, and you like "The Cursed Prince", I think you will like them too.

"The Alchemists" is completed with 3 different/standalone stories in that one book, and "Finding Stardust" ended in chapter 250. So, there is no need for you to wait for chapters every day. You can just jump ahead and binge them.

PS: As usual, this note is written AFTER I published the chapter, so it doesn't affect the coin price (in case you're wondering).

This is Caspar Schneider, the immortal patriarch of the Schneider family, from "The Alchemists".

This is Prince Therius, who later becos the king of Akkadia from "Finding Stardust".