Tristan was here, in the flesh, in front of .
The feeling of being in that cold, feeling prison room that was beneath the ground, returned to and I shivered.
I stood up, not caring for my shivering legs, because I knew that Tristan would never let fall. It must have been the urge to go to him that I found the strength to stand up and take a few steps towards him before I could take one more, Tristan had already recovered the distance.
He pulled in his arms, hugging to his chest and inhaling right where his mark was on my neck. I chuckled, relishing the feeling of him again.
"I thought I would never et you again. I will never touch you again.." I whimpered, grasping his hair to make it real.
"You thought wrong," He growled, " that would never happen."
It would not. I knew that.
I pulled away from him and lowered his head to my mouth. He pulled away and tsked. I frowned, not understanding why he would pull away.
Tristan picked up in his arms and before I knew it, I was in another room away from Catherine and Diwal.
"Here," he growled and t my lips again with equal passion, as I had done previously.
He cupped my cheeks and my hands were on his chest, clenching his shirt in between my fingers. I responded passionately, letting my instincts take over and do what they wanted.
A delightful sound escaped him as he deepened the kiss. My back arched to get to him more and I sighed.
He pulled back and I breathed in, desperate for so air. Tristan lowered his head and placed a kiss on the tip of my nose before placing a more gentle one on my forehead.
With that, I decided that I had had enough and I wanted more. Reaching on my tiptoes, I leaned forward to kiss him, but he only kissed once before shaking his head.
"Not now." He growled, controlling himself and reminding of the sa.
"Wha—why?" I wanted him. I knew he wanted .
He smiled but the heat in his eyes did not lower, not even a little bit. "This is not the ti and place. But soon, my love."
Place.. I sighed and slumped before throwing my body on him. He caught without any effort and kept attached to him. "You ca."
"Of course, I did."
"You ca," I said again, only this ti, allowing myself to feel safe and relax in his arms. He was here. There was absolutely nothing now that could hurt . "He ca. But why did you not.. where were you?"
"I was here." He kissed the crown of my head. " I was always always with you, but I could not intervene when you were in prison. We had a plan, my love. I have to stick to it no matter how much I wanted to take you away from that fucking place."
I flinched when he cursed in front of . He never did that. Tristan must have been very disturbed by the fact that he could not have done anything.
"Tell ," I looked up, keeping my cheek planted on his chest, "everything."
He always said to ask him a question and he would answer. So I did, and so he did.
"When you were taken by them, a lot of people on my side said that you had escaped. Diwal who had been told to keep an eye on you witnessed what had happened and decided on a plan that he let in on."
"Really?" I was quite surprised at that.
He nodded. "His plan was not perfect, given a few things that he was not aware of. But after taking care of that, we also initiated the revenge. We have to take from the siblings which is why we wanted to catch them in the act so that your sister, queen of the country, would punish them as rebels and we could take care of it as a fellow kingdom who had sent in aid at the ti of need."
He also let in on how they had been waiting all this while for Christopher and Anastasia to act and also how Dominic may have conveyed to them indirectly that they should hurry up if they wanted to achieve their plans.
"You want revenge from them?"
He gulped and nodded. " I was quite alright with the fact that my mother and my father were together at last without anyone coming between them. But my family always wanted it. I never denied it to them but I did not present them with any opportunity either. When Anastasia took you from , I decided that I had had enough."
"Enough?" For ? "You should have taken the revenge of your parents." I had seen a little bit of what his mother and Chiara were like and soday, I would like to know more from his aunt.
He nodded anyway. " I would have been if I had seen her beco a mother to . It was my aunt who was more present for that role in comparison to my mother which is why I did not deny them any revenge but I did not take any from myself either."
He looked down at , his eyes, taking every bit of my body. Feeling conscious of myself, I took a step back and my hands found my skills to play with. Why was he looking at ?
"You were beaten by her," he narrowed his eyes, continuing, "but I do not see any more significant injuries and bruising. Are you hurt, am I missing sothing?"
I scoffed in an attempt to hide the overwhelming feeling but answered him with a shape of my head. "No, I’m fine. But what of my sister? Catherine is fine but where is Estelle?"
I had not seen her and none of her Queenguard were here.
"Your sister, if you wish to et her, then give a few minutes, I shall take care of that." He smiled and did not leave as I had expected him to, rather pulled into his arms once again. I happily complied.
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