Chapter 5
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**Jasnah's POV**
His voice, his scent, the warmth of his body, all filled my senses and made me unable to think clearly.
Before I knew he was carrying me to our chamber, and then laid me down on the bed. Bed? Wait, no!
He lay down next to me and when I tried to get up, he put an arm around my shoulders and held me down.
"Lay still and let me hold you, he said, taking his arm away from my shoulders and putting them around my waist instead.
"Why?"
"Because I like holding you and you like it when I do that" he replied.
"And how would you know? "I said, a teasing lilt to my voice.
"What? You don't like it? "I was afraid that if I said I liked it he would want to take it to the next level, but I didn't want to lie either.
"It's... alright," I said cautiously, a shy smile making its way to my face. He grabbed my chin and made me turn around to face him.
"Is my touch just alright?"
He let go of my chin and traced with his fingers down my neck and up my shoulder, removing my robe from one side. My pulse quickened and my skin tingled where he had touched. He leaned closer.
"| don't think so," he whispered.
"You... you promised not to do anything, " I said.
"No, I didn't. I promised to treat you well." Oh god! That was true. He never promised to not consummate the Wedding and who knows what treating well means to him.
He leaned closer as if to kiss me, and l shut my eyes tightly and pressed my lips into a thin line.
I don't know why I reacted that way, but instead of feeling his lips on mine, I felt them on my neck. My body went rigid, surprised by the heat that blossomed inside of me at the feeling of his lips on my skin.
When he kissed right under my ear, a moan escaped my lips and I dig my fingers into his back. He ignored the pain and continued kissing me in the same place. I put my hands on his chest and push him away lightly.
"Is something wrong?"he said, pressing his lips on my neck again making me all dizzy. "Just let me have you."
"Kael."I tried to push him away again but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them down. I started panicking. He was losing
control. What if he doesn't listen to me? As if sensing my fear he stopped and let go of my wrists.
He sat up on the bed, looking hurt.
"I am sorry," he said with a slight grimace. By the way, he said it, I could tell it was something he didn't often say.
"Don't wait for me, I won't be sleeping here tonight, I have somewhere else to be." He said as he rose from the bed and left the room.
I didn't see him for the rest of the day. He didn't come for breakfast or lunch and after dinner I took my bathe and went to bed.
As I tried to sleep, I heard someone call my name. I sat up in the deathly silence, trying to hear the imperceptible noise again.
It came again, but then I realized with a jolt that it was coming from inside my head. It was Kael.
"Jasnah! Jasnah!" Kael called, his voice filled with pain and agony. Was he in pain? No, he couldn't be. I couldn't be hearing this, but I heard my name again "Jasnah".
Maybe all this wasn't in my head, maybe he was calling for me. I climbed down from the bed, put my robe on, and stalked out of the room.
"Where is His Highness?" I asked two guards walking through the hall.
"I am sorry, Your Highness, but we can't tell you. He doesn't want to be disturbed."
Disturbed? So I will disturb him? I ignored them and storm into his private library.
"Kael!”
The library was dim lit only by few candles, their flames guttering as if afraid. At first, I didn’t see him. Then my eyes adjusted, and my stomach lurched.
He was crouched on the floor by the desk, his back to me, shoulders heaving.
Blood dripped from his hands in slow, thick drops, staining the carpet. His fingers curled and uncurled like claws
“Kael?” My voice cracked.
He turned his head toward me, and for a heartbeat I wished I hadn’t come. His golden eyes weren’t golden anymore;they glowed red and inhuman. Veins darkened under his skin, threading up his neck and across his temples.
"Leave!"
"But Your Highness you are..."
"I said leave." He shouted savagely.
"You're hurt, you need help."I said, rushing to his side.
"I told you to go," he said with clenched teeth.
"I don't want to. How can l leave when you're hurting?"
"I'm not, so leave."
"No, I won't" I insisted stubbornly, then everything happened in a second. He grabbed me by the neck and pinned me to the wall, his face only an inch from
mine. His eyes not golden anymore, the flames in them burning with intensity.
"Don't make me break my promise," he growled.
"You are not the only one who wants to treat someone well, I said, ignoring the pain his grip caused. He looked at me for a while.
The flames in his eyes slowly dying and their color becoming golden again. He let go of my neck and looked down as if regretting what he had just done.
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