The Royal Deal Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Alexcent tried to control his body from trembling. She didn’t co back to life, but now embodies the soul of soone from another world? Belice, what did you do? As the panic grew, Alexcent realized one thing. There would be no reason to kill her anymore. The laws forbid bringing back life to those who died. She did not co back to life; she was a different person entirely. He no longer needed to keep his distance from her.

“What I realized after coming here is that I have to love myself first,” Athyst continued. “Only then can I love soone else entirely.”

“So did you et him?” Alexcent asked.

“Who?” Athyst didn’t know who she was referring to.

“The person you can love entirely?”

“I did, but it’s soone I can’t love.” Thoughts of Alexcent swirled through her mind.

“Why do you think that?” Alexcent asked.

“Wait!” Athyst realized that he wasn’t questioning her. He wasn’t mocking her in any way. “You believe ? You believe that I ca from another world.”

“Of course. There’s no reason not to.”

“Is that so?” Was this really sothing so easy to believe? Athyst thought. Or is he just placating ?

“Why do you think this person is soone you can’t love?” Alexcent pried.

“Well, I’m already a wife and mother, even if it is in a different world. Also, who would accept a woman with such a ridiculous story?”

“You should still tell him.”

“Fine, even if he were to accept , I don’t know when I might suddenly disappear and return to my world. How can I ask soone to love when I may vanish at any ti? That would be selfish and cruel.”

“Disappear?” Alexcent hadn’t thought of that.

“Since I ca here so suddenly, it would make sense that I could disappear just as suddenly.”

“Even so, that person might not care. He might prefer to have the opportunity to love you even one more day, than live the rest of his life not knowing why he had been refused.”

Athyst stared at the slave she knew as Gray. Why is he speaking as if he knew the thoughts of Alexcent? He must just be incredibly perceptive.

“I don’t know.” Athyst shrugged her shoulders. “What about you?”

“?”

“Yeah. You weren’t destined to be a slave from the beginning.”

Alexcent avoided her eyes. “I’m sorry. Slaves are not permitted to talk about their past.”

“Really?”

“Yes. The past is the past and you can’t go back to it. No matter what my past life was, I am now a slave. I no longer have a past, just a future.”

“I see.” Athyst looked sadly out the window. That sounded like sothing she wanted to believe in herself.

***

Gray was acting differently since the day they had their conversation. Before, he always seed cautious and didn’t want to co to near to Athyst, but now things had changed. He seed to be opening up.

“I can’t do it,” Alexcent sulked.

“How many tis do I have to teach you how to do this properly?” Athyst ca up from behind him, placed the tie around his neck, and showed him one more ti how to make the knot. “There you are.”

“Thank you.” Alexcent smiled. He seed to smile more often now. He definitely seed more comfortable. “And the sleeves? I’m not sure if I get them right.”

Athyst glared at him. “You are so annoying,” she joked. “You can do that much yourself.”

“But if I don’t do it properly then the custors won’t like it,” he insisted.

Athyst sighed. “Co here!” She carefully folded back the sleeves of his shirt.

“The apron…”

“Enough!” Athyst gasped, punching him lightly in the stomach. Alexcent laughed as he rubbed the pain in his abdon.

“It hurts,” he whined with a smile on his face.

Athyst ignored Alexcent’s childish whining and stord downstairs. So supplies had been delivered to the front door, which Athyst dragged inside.

“There are crates of grapes and strawberries in the hall,” she inford Alexcent as he ca down.

“All right,” Alexcent said. He took the crates to the stockroom, then opened the doors to the café to let in the first of the custors.

He’s ssing with again, Athyst thought. Doesn’t he get sick of it. She knew what he was up to, with the sly smiles and subtle glance when he thought she wasn’t looking. And even though her heart fluttered, she did her best to ignore him. Her heart was still with the Alexcent she once knew, and she couldn’t yet give it to another. She shook her head and went back to the kitchen.

The bells chid as three large n entered the café. Athyst had never seen them before, and they certainly did not look like her usual clientele. She ca back out from the kitchen to see what the newcors required.

“So, this is the place. The café run by a slave that all of the won seem to be smitten with.” The first man spoke loud enough for the entire café to hear.

“Seems like it,” the second man agreed. “There doesn’t seem to be much to it.”

“Let’s see how good the food is,” the third man suggested

The three n sat down at an empty table and before anyone had a chance to welco them, the first man shouted, “Hey! Don’t you take orders here?”

Athyst was about to approach the table, when Alexcent shook his head to stop her and walked up to the n.

“Would you like to place an order?” he said politely to the three n.

The n looked Alexcent up and down. “So, you’re the one that brings in all of the business by lifting won’s skirts,” the first man announced loudly. His companions laughed loudly.

“This guy doesn’t seem to rember us,” the second man said.

“How could he forget us already? That’s disappointing, after we took such good care of him.” The first man glared at Alexcent.

Alexcent didn’t dare show any emotion. He clearly rembered them as the n who beat him when he worked for Lord Veolense. He looked the first man directly in the eyes and said, “I’m sorry. I guess it wasn’t a morable punch.”

“What?! Are you crazy?” The first man was enraged. “Do you think that you’re special now that you live a different life with your new mistress? You’re still a slave!”

“Please place an order, or leave,” Athyst said, coming out from behind the counter.