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Ayra wasn't sure what was Cedric talking about. His dark eyes held anxieties that caused him to appear a deep frown between his arched eyebrows. His question resounded mysterious as if he was looking through the depth of her question.

Ayra frowned appearing a little uncomfortable by his question and gave her short reply after shaking her head lightly,

" No! I..I just caught a glimpse of his eyes..I never felt the courage of looking through those eyes. Why do you ask? You sound weird."

Cedric pressed his fingertips on her slender waist little tightly and whispered lowly,

" Don't ever look into his eyes."

Ayra was once again curious. She straddled on his lap lightly and turned her body around to see his expression deeply. Finding himself darkening his eyes, Ayra inquired with curiousity,

" What do you mean? Is he real? Do you know him?"

Cedric's body jerked a little before turning stif as iron rod and suddenly brust into an awkward smile which confused Ayra more. Cedric replied slipping in his character perfectly with a teasing smile,

" No way! I just don't want my wife falling in love with someone else."

Cedric finished his words with a devilish grin and watched her face blushing slightly. He absolutely adored her shy face whenever she battled desperately to hide her emotions from him. She pretended to be strong, powerful woman who could resist anything but there was a part of her that desperately craved for love. She was just like him standing at the edge of a poll without knowing whether to jump down from it or walk away.

Ayra snorted out annoyingly. Being diverted from the main topic, her earlier fearness had faded away. Her features softened returning back to her usual face as she blushed normally. Cedric's mind found peace after watching her calm appearence and suddenly a question lingered from the depth of his mind.

Since when did he has started taking a note of other's emotions? He even forgot himself.

He teased further wanting to see her pinkish cheeks again,

" Unless you don't have a plan to fall in love with me."

Ayra replied with coldness,

" Of course! I won't fall in love with you ever. Stop daydreaming. A man who forced me to marry him can't ever be my lover."

Cedric didn't seem offended or angered by her words. Instead his grin widened earning an annoying glare from her. He suddenly leant beside her ears and whispered seductively,

" How about we test it now whether you feel anything for me or not?"

Ayra's ears turned hot and breathing became little erratic. Pursuing her trembling lips together, she muttered audibly,

" Ho..how..s..so ?"

Cedric smirked taking a hungry look of her quivering lips momentarily,

" My hands all over you body and prove to me that you don't feel absolutely nothing for me."

Ayra quickly blurted out impatiently,

" NO! "

Even she was shocked herself that how erratic her word resounded. Her voice sounded like a needy woman who played hard before having sex. Not even her, Cedric also laughed with humour after her sudden answer.

He spoke as his eyes calculated her each nervous movements,

" Why? Is it because I make you sensual? I remember the time of our danc.."

Ayra's eyes widened apart in embarrassment when Cedric casually mentioned that moment. She acted fast and pressed her palms tightly on his blatant mouth and earned another muffled laughter from him. She warned with shame,

" Stop..stop.. Don't speak about it anymore..Let me ask you..If..If I prove that I don't feel anything for you? Will you let me go? I..I mean that won't you touch me without my permission?"

Cedric deepened his eyes at her and pushed her palms from his lips not before planting a sweet kiss onto them. Ayra jerked a little before retreating her hand back awkwardly and waited for his answer.

Cedric faked to fall in deep thoughts and replied shortly after that,

" Mmm! I can promise that but you must prove yourself to me.. right now.. right here.."

Ayra blinked chewing her bottom lips uneasily and asked in a shaking voice,

" Where?"

This time, Cedric sucked his bottom lips seductively and breathed a single word in a magnetic voice,

" On the bed! "

Outside of the room, Isabella was pacing back and forth on the hallway. Her anxiousness grew stronger when the news of injured wolves came just before a while. Jessie was still out of Dixon Palace, probably went for the Inn in where she spent her leisure time. Comparing to Cedric's lavishing lifestyle, Jessie was more open minded and always roamed around freely just because she had the tag of Princess on her head. Furthermore Cedric was behind the scene to always clear up her mess.

Their butler looked at Isabella worryingly and asked lowly,

" Princess, you should go to bed. She will be come back eventually."

Isabella replied with a deep sigh,

" I don't feel comfortable. Why do I keep feeling like she will be in trouble today again? Those Chitahs have expanded their territory inside our kingdom. I am afraid that Jessie would be their first target."

The butler understory her worries and since their mother's death, Isabella took care of her siblings wholeheartedly. She cared for them more than her own life. The butler finally found a way to ease up her worries,

" Princesse! I will go personally to look for her around. Please you go back to your room and take a good rest. You are at your final trimester. You should be more careful about your health."

Isabella paused in her track abruptly after his words and considered deeply. Patting on her stomach, she replied before taking the root of her room,

" Remember to inform me once you find about her whereabouts, butler."

The Butler nodded with understanding and immediately headed off for the possible places in where Jessie could go.

$ WHITE CASTLE, DALASTIA WORLD$

The air inside White Castle was heavy after Ayra's leave. Her two mothers finally went back to sleep after a lot of crying. They were more scared because of her curse and all the omnious incidents happened during the wedding.

Alexander managed to coax his mother to sleep and got outside tiptoeingly. Isabella stayed on that night thoughtfully and wished that Esme would be in comfort in her presence. Since her childhood, Esme adored her deeply.

Elizabeth was standing on the open corridor that was used as a common corridor for the people of second floor. Cold air was refreshing her heavy mind and she wished that it could ease up her emotions too. She didn't know why did she fell in love with someone who probably felt nothing for her.

No matter what others say, it is painful to love someone who doesn't love you back. The pain hurts to the point that you feel like you can no longer breath to live this dear life.

The coldness brushed past her face as her breathing relaxed slightly. She was so immersed in her thoughts that she forgot to notice a sudden presence behind her back.

" Feeling Better?, a cold voice echoed from her back as she gasped turning around in horror. Her buttocks thrashed against the middle heightened wall so hardly that she winced in pain.

Her expression relaxed as she called his name out angrily,

" Brother Arthur, you scared me! "

Arthur laughed at her frightened expression and replied deeply,

" You seemed uncomfortable in the wedding. I was only hoping that you will feel relax."

Elizabeth waved her hands dismissively and assured with a smile,

" It was nothing. I just feel lonely upon Ayra's departure. Why are you here wandering around?"

Arthur replied without holding back his motives,

" I came for you.."

Elizabeth was slightly taken back and replied with an awkward smile,

" M..me? "

" Yes!" Arthur reconfirmed sending her doubts away in a moment.

Arthur continued taking a step forward closer to her stiff body,

" Elizabeth, I..I have something to tell you.. It's urgent.."

Elizabeth approved breathing nervously at their sudden proximity,

" What.. what is brother Arthur?"

" Stop calling me Brother Arthur always! ", Arthur rebuked sharply as she felt another goosebumps appearing on her skin.

Before she could speak up, Arthur pinched her chin upward and demanded sweetly,

" Use my name only."

Elizabeth was confused as hell by his words and started to feel anxious for no reason. She was pesparising under his deep eyes. Arthur opened his mouth hesitantly but glad that finally they had some moments alone together. Otherwise she would always run for Alexander's side.

Arthur spoke with hesitation,

"Elizabeth..I..I actually.."

Elizabeth was feeling breathless suddenly and used all her sanity to stay calm but she was feeling nothing of it.

When she thought that Arthur would finally say anything, her eyes followed the end of corridor in where someone might be coming on their way. Oh god! They were so close! Dead! She was dead!