The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate Chapter 141: Defining her - I

~Northern Palace~

The walls were beautiful to look at, and I only noticed it now because I did not want to look at anyone else. Especially soone’s eyes because they only held sympathy for .

I hated that. I was feeling the sha enough already.

"Do you want anything my lady?" I heard Anna’s gentle voice, "should I bring so tea for you? They have baked fresh biscuits in the kitchen."

I shook my head but that did not bother answering questions directly. I did not want to talk to anyone. They should not talk to .

I heard her sigh and walk out. It was nothing out of the ordinary because she was coming into the room monts after anyway. This ti it would be Tristan accompanying her but that was probable.

Anna had turned to be surprisingly gentle which made confirm my suspicions that she knew what happened that night.

Just two days ago. It was my mistake. I knew it. I subconsciously put the sleeves of my dress down and cover myself with the blanket to my chin.

I was the one to make the stupid mistake of going out alone. I never scouted the area thoroughly nor did I ever make the effort to ask around. I should have followed the way to the capital or asked where the housing was that would have been safe for to travel but then again I did not do either.

But sohow I had never known the world to be so cruel even though I was on the top of the food chain.

The door opened and my eyes closed in irritation. I wanted to be alone. Why did none of them get that?

I was not worthy anymore.

"Good morning Genevieve,"

Ah, so she did go tattle talking on to Tristan.

"I want to be alone." I told hem like I had told everyone a thousand tis.

I felt the mattress dip around my feet. He had taken a seat. "For how long do you wish to be alone. Give a proper tiline."

Did it seem funny to him? I snapped at him, "How about you leave alone for today?!"

"I shall do that." Tristan answered in his usual bright voice not taking any offence to how many tis I had talked back to him with irritation, "but only if you co with this once for stop I promise to leave you alone for not just today but tomorrow as well except for the ti when you will be accompanied for your als."

I thought about it quickly. I did want that. I wanted to be alone. "Where?" I asked and turned to him slightly.

" The dungeons, my love," the last word had blushing but I controlled myself.

"Dungeons?" The whole situation resembles what I had in the palace of Astria which is why I couldn’t help but feel a shiver down my spine.

There was a sudden change in his expressions and I watched. From a slight teasing and a hint of smile his face had gone to sothing completely serious. "I know what you’re thinking about and that is not happening to you. It is sothing completely different."

"I didn’t know Tristan," I told him truthfully. After that unfateful night two days ago. I had a hard ti believing anyone. It was my mistake to make a decision in such haste and it had caused daily. Now if I was given the opportunity to think ten tis before making a decision I wanted ten more chances to make sure what I was getting myself.

He nodded before turning to again, "Co here," he said and held out his hand to which I looked at and then back at him. "Co on," he said again, more gently this ti and it felt like sothing washed over because at that mont I got up and placed my hand in his even though I was not aware of what I was doing.

It felt right. My hand in his.

"I do not want to go." I told him again but this ti my voice told him of the fear I said.

He looked like he wanted to say sothing but refrain from doing so. I did not know what he wanted to say but I would rather have him be quiet than conjure up sothing that was not going to sit well with .

"Just co with this once. It is important for both of us." Was it natural to have warmth spread over my body when I heard him say these words? How was it that I felt that what happened affected him just as it has affected because that was not supposed to be possible.

He took my lack of answering as yes and gently by my hand pulled out of the room and we started walking towards the stairs. Walking all the way down to the dungeons was a hefty task as the stairs did not end.

"Do you want to carry you?" He turned to from two steps below and we were still not on an equal height. He was towering over greatly.

When he asked , I glanced down at his hands. I shook my head. I could feel the hands all over . I could feel the hands that once held down by my arms and my throat. I could feel the hands that road on my breasts and my legs.

He started walking and so did I. I did not want to think of his hands like that I thought as I glanced down at his hands that for now clenched into tight fists.

I did not like this either, Tristan, but I did not help as I could still feel that vile thing inside as I walked, right in between my legs.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly as I tried to get rid of the tears building up again. This is why I did not like being out in public. I always felt them all over and I could cry at any ti as I was unable to control it and I did not want anyone to witness it!

"Here we are," he broke my line of thought and turned around to look at with a huge smile on his face but this ti it was not gentle. It was the complete opposite of that.