Cedric’s laugh was unexpected and carefree; it was one of the rarest things she had heard. It almost made her forget the fact she should be pissed at him for chaining her
She was in no place to complain because he saved her, but who treats their wife who went through a great ordeal this way?
A lodic sound akin to a laugh left his lips, and Abrielle was imdiately dumbfounded. "I am glad to see you still have your sharp tongue," Cedric comnted, then rose from his seat to approach her bedside. He sat by his side taking a lock of hair he twirled with his fingers.
"Don’t mind the chain. I am just keeping my promise; rember I said if you ever run, I will hunt you and then keep you chained by my side." His voice drawled her mind to the night he made that atrocious declaration.
The night they went wild because he was upset she accepted Alfonso’s rose on the first day of the rose duel.
"You really don’t plan on keeping chains Cedric. You would not want to do that." She argued, her eyes glaring at him. He smiled at her leaving her more puzzled. She had no idea how much he missed her glare. The stubbornness she tried to hide while pretending by his side.
He let go of her soft hair and then sat upright. A thought struck, and his smile slowly disappeared, scaring her. She nervously swallowed, guilt choking her in the throat.
"You should have thought twice before you decided to do sothing dangerous. Why didn’t you ask for my help if you were so scared of Eleanor? Why did you risk your life?" He asked her, his voice calm but sharp. She could feel his restrained anger. Her hands clenched into a fist on the bed. This little action didn’t skip his attention.
He swore to himself that he would try his best to figure her out. "I just couldn’t Cedric. It is complicated." She muttered.
He groaned, brushing his hair that wasn’t packed with his fingers. "Aby that’s the sa thing you say. Tell how complicated it was for you to et your husband and ask for help, and then pulling a kidnap stunt felt better. Please, I am begging, make understand. Am I that much of a monster to you?" His voice went weak towards the end of his statent.
Her hands clutched the sheets; the guilt was eating deep. Her heart was heavy, but what was she going to say?
’ I am not from the world but another world.. your life is being influenced by a fucked up story I wrote just for money. I am the reason your life is fucked up. Karma was against , and there was a system that wanted to die. Giving tasks that kept on pushing to death.’
How was she going to say that without looking like a psychopath? Even the ground Eleanor used to fra her was built on an incident in which the system made her get more involved.
No matter how she had handled the situation the villainess was ant to get frad. She was shrouded in bad luck.
"Why do you care? If you know what I have done, you would not want to be next to , Cedric. I know a divorce is not allowed, but you can pretend you never found , and we can go our separate ways." She suggested the guilt would never let her stay by his side.
He deserved to be loved by soone who would genuinely give her heart to him and not her. Cedric’s gaze flickered, panic going inside his eyes.
He guessed so things would never change between them. No matter what he does or says, she would always want to leave.
He reached for her small face and grabbed it in his palms. Sparks erupted at their touch the sparks he had missed so dearly
"What are you saying about leaving? How do you expect to let you go? What do you want to do to make it sink into your head? You are going nowhere. As long as that fla mark is on your neck, I will find you. Till death do us part, I might even fight death itself." His words made her feel guilty rembering the warning the system gave her before it disappeared.
A main character has broken out of the plot. What had she done to him?
"Why can’t you let go? I am a horrible person. I kept on doing things no wife should do but why? You have no reason how far I have gone..."
"To kill . I am aware of Abrielle. I know you have tried to kill , poison, assassination I know. But still, I can’t let you go. I don’t want to imagine a life that you are not in." Cedric cut her off, her eyes going wide. He knew that she had tried to assassinate him.
"You know of the assassinate. Was that why you were angry after we left the moonstone harbour? Why didn’t you get rid of ?" She muttered unsure of her words. He knew then why she was alive. Why did he rescue her, a woman who wants him dead?
"Because I found it hilarious how a frail girl like you, who didn’t have any magic at that ti, wanted to kill . I wasn’t mad but amused; I wanted to know how far you would go besides you had so political Importance. Not just that I know a lot more" he took a break and started recounting what he could say.
"I know your parents sealed your magic at birth, I was there and witnessed everything. I know that the fire at the library during the winter prayer was your doing too. I knew all along but kept quiet hoping for the right ti that never ca for you to tell why. No matter how hard I tried, it was hard to understand; instead of ti bridging the gap between us, we kept falling apart each second."
She went silent, tears streaming down her tears. She felt like a complete joke. What was she fighting for so ignorantly? She kept on fighting a losing battle against a plot and system that wanted her death.
"I was just a joke and source of amusent. I guess I was so pathetic it didn’t matter if I was around." She snapped and then burst into a laugh. "And now you keep your source of amusent on a leash."
That was it, he stood up. He just couldn’t take it anymore. "I love you. Yes, I said it. It is fine, Abrielle since you want to spell it out so badly. Yes, at first it was amusent, but it changed. I don’t know why or how or when. It just happened. I am foolishly in love with the woman who wants dead."
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