Cason Thorn
817 Words
“Thank you for -”
The door suddenly opened again.
They both turned around to see Madeline and Daniel Bain step into the room with a basket of vegetables in their arms.
When they saw the stranger inside their cottage, both of them took a step back in surprise.
“Who are you?!” Madeline asked, looking between the man and Adela.
“Grandma Madeline, I met him in the woods and he said someone was after him so I hid him here for a moment,” Adela said, sure Madeline would understand.
And of course, Madeline, being the kind soul she was, immediately softened as she walked over to the man.
“What happened, sir? Who is after you?”
The man smiled, “I’m fine now, ma’am. Thanks to your daughter.”
Madeline’s eyes widened before a smile appeared on her face, “Adela’s not my daughter. I’m not that young!”
“You sure look young, ma’am.” The man said with a sparkling smile, and it worked very well with Madeline.
“Oh, your sweet mouth! Why don’t you stay here for a day or two just to be safe? I’m sure we can make room for you.”
The man looked around the room, his eyes landing on Adela with a smile, “I would love to. Thank you very much, ma’am.”
On the other hand, Daniel wasn’t very pleased.
“When did our house become a homeless shelter?” He muttered unhappily, receiving an angry glare from his wife.
“Come, come. Sit down,” Madeline said, leading the man over to the bed.
“What is your name?” She asked him with a cheerful smile on her face. Madeline was that easy to please. She was the type of old lady who would help anyone that needed it and a few kind words to her, and she would like you.
“Cason, ma’am. Cason Thorn,” the man said with the same attractive smile he wore all the time.
Adela looked up upon hearing this. Indeed. . . she was right.
“Oh, don’t call me ma’am. You can call me Grandma Madeline!”
Daniel scanned the three people inside the room before angrily marching out, grabbing the ax, and entering the forest to cut woods even though there was more than enough.
Madeline didn’t even notice that her husband had left as her attention stayed on the new guest.
“I’ll go wash the vegetables for dinner!” Madeline suddenly remembered, standing up.
“Adela, you pour a cup of water for Cason,” she said before opening the door with the basket of vegetables and leaving the room.
Once she left, Cason stood up from the bed and walked over to Adela, who was pouring a cup of water like Madeline had told her to.
She looked up, sensing the movement, to see that he was very close to her.
She took a step aside, he followed.
“Here,” she said, handing him the cup of water. He took it over, their fingers brushing past each other as he grabbed onto the cup handle.
Adela immediately pulled away. It was considered very unfitting for a female and male who didn’t know each other well to have physical contact in the Baldamia Empire.
Cason’s eyes were shaped kind of like a fox, and it looked extremely sexy when he looked attentively at something or someone.
He took a sip of the warm water and grinned, “Miss, your name is Adela?”
Adela looked over at him, “Yes. . . sir.”
He finished the rest of the water in one gulp, his Adam’s apple moving up and down as he did so. When he finished, he set the cup down onto the wooden table and suddenly leaned forward, trapping Adela against the counter.
She instinctively lifted both hands up as a movement of self-defense, staring alertly into his eyes.
He licked his lips with an attractive smile, “Miss Adela, you saved my life. Unfortunately, I have nothing of worth with me right now. It seems like I will have to repay you with my body.”
He said brightly, almost like he was happy to do so.
Adela’s eyes widened and she pushed him away with all her strength, only resulting in him taking one step back.
“Please watch your words and actions. . . Prince Cason of the Calixtine Empire.”
A hint of surprise flashed past Cason Thorn’s face as he took a step back. After several seconds, he raised one eyebrow, “You know who I am.”
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