Chapter 298: My first wife
"Did you design this robe for ?" Izaak asked, his voice tinged with amazent as he marveled at the intricate embroidery on the back of the robe. The detailed patterns and exquisite craftsmanship left him astounded.
"Yes, Your Highness," lody replied, a gentle smile gracing her lips. "I have received so many gifts from you, so I thought it was only fitting to create sothing special in return."
Izaak ran his fingers over the delicate stitches, feeling a warmth in his chest that he rarely experienced.
"I like it. I’ve never received such a thoughtful gift before. I think I will wear it before going to bed," he said, still in awe. Despite the nurous expensive gifts he had received from others, this simple yet heartfelt robe touched him deeply. He could feel the genuine affection lody had poured into every stitch.
"I’m glad His Highness appreciates my humble gift," lody responded, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "It’s late, and His Highness should get so rest now." She turned to leave, but Izaak reached out and gently stopped her.
"Stay with . I had so sleep before dinner, and now I’m no longer sleepy," Izaak told her.
lody looked at him, before nodding her head in agreent.
"Wait for
on the balcony," Izaak instructed, a hint of anticipation in his voice. "I’ll be back soon." With that, he disappeared from her sight, leaving lody standing in the dimly lit room.
She made her way to the giant balcony, pushing its doors open with a quiet creak. Usually, she ca here to clean, her presence unnoticed in the grandeur of the palace. But tonight was different. Tonight, she was here to spend so private ti with Izaak, a thought that made her heart flutter.
Stepping out onto the balcony, lody felt a cool breeze brush against her skin. The sky above was clear, the stars twinkling brightly after a heavy downpour earlier in the day.
She looked down and found the height from the ground was so large. Her one foot was in the air as she attempted to look down when a hand rested on her belly and pulled her back.
lody’s breath hitched, her back rested against Izaak’s strong chest.
"Do you plan to fall off the balcony?" Izaak asked, his voice low and teasing, his gaze lingering on her. lody could feel his warm breath against her forehead as she shook her head in amusent.
"I spotted so flowers and got curious to see them. I was careful," lody replied, tilting her head to look up at him. Her eyes widened with surprise as she noticed Izaak had donned the robe she had made for him.
"How do I look?" Izaak asked, releasing her from his embrace as she turned to face him fully.
"Great! The robe suits Your Highness very well," lody complinted with a sincere smile.
"Just great!?" Izaak raised an eyebrow playfully. "Not enchanting or coly?"
"Yes, enchanting and coly too," lody added, her gaze lingering on the robe she had embroidered with care. She bit her bottom lip softly, montarily lost in the mont.
Without warning, Izaak leaned in and kissed her, catching lody off guard. Her eyes widened briefly before closing as she reciprocated, her heartbeat quickening at his unexpected display of affection.
"I missed you," Izaak murmured, his voice filled with longing. "I get jealous easily seeing other couples around," he admitted with vulnerability in his voice.
The back of his hand brushed her cheek tenderly, his forehead rested against hers. "Did you miss ?" he asked affectionately.
"Yes," lody promptly responded. "It felt like ages. I never thought waiting soone could be so long and troubling. I was used to live alone and suddenly, Prince Izaak ca into my life. He has beco an important part of my life," she asserted.
A smile gently carved its way onto Izaak’s lips as he absorbed lody’s reaction to his announcent. "I think we should get married next week. Qasima’s threat is over. Everything has fallen into place," he declared with a mixture of relief and anticipation.
"This soon?" lody’s voice carried a blend of surprise and uncertainty, her eyes searching his face for understanding.
"Why wait? If not next week, perhaps in just a couple of days. I only considered the guests who might miss witnessing our union," Izaak remarked casually, though his eyes held a glint of playfulness.
lody’s initial astonishnt lted into a smile tinged with bemusent. "No, Your Highness," she replied softly. "It’s not that it’s too late. It’s just... sooner than I expected. It caught
off guard."
Izaak, his large hands now gently cradling lody’s face, looked at her intently. "Do you need more ti to prepare?" His thumbs caressed her cheeks tenderly.
"No," lody chuckled lightly, her eyes eting his. "I didn’t anticipate Your Highness proposing marriage so swiftly. Thank you for trusting
and finding
worthy to be your wife," she said sincerely, her voice a soft murmur.
"Not just worthy, lody," Izaak asserted, his gaze warm and sincere. "Perfect."
lody felt a warmth spread through her at his words, her heart swelling with affection for this man who saw her as more than just a companion, but as his perfect match.
"Co, let’s sit here," Izaak said and led her way to the swing. He made her sit on it first and then sat next to her.
"I will love you with all my heart, Prince Izaak. The life you’ve given
is devoted to you only," lody said. The two gazed at each other, smiling.
"I know. Even my life is devoted to you and always be. If you’ve any desires, you can tell . I’ll fulfill all of them," Izaak opined.
"Nothing. Just you and your love. That’s all I need," lody stated. She lowered her eyes and saw how possessively Izaak had held her hand.
"My first wife promised
the sa words," Izaak suddenly brought his past, prompting her to look at him.
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