Chapter 27: 27

Cayden, don't forget that feelings are born inside a person without the ability to control them, you can't punish Mark for feelings he took possession of and didn't take a step towards, you don't have the right to punish him or blame him because he is still your loyal friend until this moment who did not hesitate to defend your throne with dedication  Complete."

How did he end up in the trap of feelings and at the mercy of an impossible love?

To fall in love with a female king?

He knows better than others to punish those who commit such a sin!

I told him trying to get him out of his conflict between the right and the traditions that govern his people, Mark did not make a mistake and Kayden knows that he did not make a mistake because Mark will never admit his feelings towards Larissa even if he cut off his head.

He took a deep breath, trying to contain the whirlwind of feelings that were trying to get at him, squeezing her in his embrace, wishing her complete fusion with him, by making her an integral part of him.

He raised her face to him, snatching her lips with a violent kiss equivalent to the violence of his feelings, she does not understand, does not understand the depth and sincerity of his feelings for her, she wants to get rid of Larissa at any price, even if this price is to eliminate her, she does not know that Larissa does not want another, does not want another life  She desires no other love, so that she accepted her share and reconciled with him from the beginning of time.

He couldn't control himself and got her on the ground with their bodies, traveling with her to their own world, a thin and transparent world, free from pain, reproach, anxiety and insecurity, a world of their own only where neither Larissa, nor Damian, nor Sirana, nor any other being.....

Celine woke up from her deep sleep to a call that echoed in her mind, as if his owner desperately needed her.

She straightened, turned around, surprised by this feeling, and found herself on the bed next to Kayden, who was deeply asleep.

And when the call was repeated again, prompting her to desperately desire to respond to it, she got off the bed, covered her body with a long silk shawl, and came out of the wing, submissive behind the call, as a captive who had no control over her body.

She went down the stairs to the basement floor until she found herself in the clinics department, and without hesitation or thinking she headed towards Damian's room, rushing behind her rising desire to get closer, with faster steps,

She entered the room with the door closed behind her, and Damian stood meditating, sleeping in deep silence, as the buzzing of the pressure and heart machine attached to his chest and arm was the only evidence that he was still alive.

It is the first time that you have seen him since that fateful day, a day that caused Cayden pain and humiliation that she will not forget as long as she lives.  Previously.

She came close to him watching him closely, sad for what had become of his form, as his complexion, which was formerly full of life, became as pale as the dead, and his features that previously captivated the eye and the soul became in a deplorable condition, in addition to losing so much weight that his skin became attached to his bone.

The call came back to her attention, echoing in her mind but this time more clearly, asking her for a gift of her blood.

Without realizing what she was doing, she turned around looking for something with which to sever her ankles, took a scalpel from a small table near the bed, and with an unconscious mechanical motion that led him to sever her wrist.

Kaiden leaped down the steel stairs, racing the wind down,

He woke up and didn't find Celine in the suite, and when he went out looking for her, he discovered that she was downstairs, panicked in his limbs,

He ran down the corridor, hurriedly towards Damian's room,

worried that it would arrive too late,

He pushed the door and entered it with a startled rush to escape

scalpel from her hand.

She hugged herself, looking around in a lake, wondering why she was in Damien's room, gradually regaining consciousness, shocked by the panicked look that occupied Kayden's features, wondering what was happening to him.

Kayden stood at the door trying to gather himself before approaching her, noticing that he frightened her by entering her in that way, breathing a sigh of relief when he realized that he had reached her before it was too late.

“Kayden” called him, drowning in her confusion, not understanding what was happening around her, so he hurried to her and took her in his arms.

It brings peace of mind.

He picked her up and took her out of the room

He meets Mark at the door,

Who soon saw him until he bowed his head ashamed of his shortcomings.

He left Celine's watch, assured that she was with Cayden in the suite, never having thought that she would fool him at Damian's plea for sustenance.

"Send someone to guard my wing and a female to feed Damian, and then wait for me in my office."  He is staring at him with a piercing look.

"Yes now."  He answered him hurriedly to meet his requests, terrified of what was to come, Kayden would not forgive him this time, as it seemed that his lapses were increasing in a very stupid way.

"Kayden!  what happened?"  I asked him, resting his chest, listening to the echo of his heartbeat rumbling between his ribs.

"It's Damien!  Thirsty and need food »

“I don't understand, how did you feel his need for sustenance?  I have woken up to his call.”

Kaiden sighed, his anger rising to the climax.

Hating his brother, who is trying to harm him even when he is unconscious.

Damian has used up all his cards, he has no room for any mistake, and if he does, he will never be forgiven this time and will be condemned to eternal exile,

He had had enough of him and no longer wanted to tolerate more of his lapses, rebellion and disobedience, this time either he would moderate or he would have to leave without returning.

"Kayden, you hurt me."

Celine grumbled, trying to free herself from the grip that narrowed her, holding her breath, without realizing that he was doing this.

"You don't know how much you matter to me, you don't know what you're doing to me, you turned my life into a raging flame ready to burn everything that stands in its path just for you."

His expressions and tone of voice perfectly expressed the flood and depth of feelings he had for her, reassuring her heart that his condition was not better than hers.

Kayden suffers, like her, from this love that assassinated them while heedless of them, infiltrated their hearts with malice and settled in their souls without permission.

Both of them are still trying to understand and embrace the amount of feelings that are building up inside them.

Both are still learning how to express their feelings without inadvertently hurting the other.

They are both in love, and they are both shocked by the amount of feelings that are growing inside them without the slightest control over them.

They are both afraid

They are both in love

Both are dedicated to each other.

He entered his office, where Mark was waiting for him. He stood in front of him, affecting silence for a while. A friend of his age contemplated vaguely.

"Look at Mark"

He raised his troubled gaze to him, anticipating what was to come, his cheek receiving Kayden's grip harshly and violently.

One punch did not dissuade her, his anger cooled at his neglecting to guard Celine for the second time, but despite that he was not safe to leave her in the custody of anyone else.

Mark's body bounces back absorbing Kaiden's iron punch with complete submission, he deserves much more punishment than this but Kaiden seems tired of him deciding to dispense with him for good.

That's what he thought when sitting behind his desk his king had enough of one punch.

“Sit” his command, and he did it without hesitation

He sat waiting for Kayden to judge him, and he sat with his head bowed, knowing that Kaiden was examining him closely, and wondering at his prolonged silence.

"I will hold my wedding ceremony with Celine so that everyone knows the arrival of their queen and her identity, it will be a double ceremony, because during the ceremony I will announce your marriage to Larissa."

Cayden threw his bomb and lay in his comfortable chair watching the reaction of a friend of his life and the official responsible for taking care of his brother and his care, Mark has proven throughout these decades his worth and devotion to the kingdom and its general interests and it is time to reward him with what he deserves.

He wandered thinking about poor Larissa, she will hate him because of this decision that will break her heart and her soul at the same time, but he is caught between two fires, the fire of his love for his jealous wife who sees Blarissa only as her rival, and the fire of his promise to Larissa, who urged him to promise her that he would never abandon her.  Even after Celine came.

Mark rose from his seat as if there was fire in it, trying to comprehend what his king had said. He stood waiting for him to repeat what he asked for. Perhaps the punch affected his hearing and understanding of the language.

But Kayden's stern looks prevented him from discussing it.

Is this how he will simply hand him Larissa?

What was once an impossible and unattainable dream will soon become a reality!  Larissa who owned his heart, broke it and forced it, who was watching her from afar, wishing he could do something for her, make her happy, change the course of her life and alleviate her suffering.....

“And did Larissa accept this engagement?” he asked, still not believing what he heard.

"Leave Larissa to me, you begin to make preparations for a double celebration of our names, me, Celine, you and Larissa, and announce Celine's identity as the daughter of the sun, and answer all questions about her, I do not want to confuse the party."

Celine stood in front of the mirror watching herself in her red wedding dress.

Yes!

You will marry Kayden!

She did not believe herself when he knelt across from her asking for her consent to marry him, telling her that the ceremony would take place after three days, under the pretext that he did not want to wait any longer to present her to his people and announce their engagement.

He issued an order to marry Mark from Larissa, who in turn did not accept the matter kindly.

But Celine is confident that one day Larissa will thank him for this act and forgive him.

Lina has regained her only friend who had been separated from Kayden after the incident of Damian's kidnapping of her.

“But why the color red for us?  I feel like a giant rose.”  She complained about the color of her dress

"Oh my lady, you look gorgeous, our females wear red on the day of the wedding celebration, it is proof that our king has disobeyed you and you have become his."

"Uh!  And what does this mean?  Don't tell me I'm telling them in this dress that we did it before the party" Celine exclaimed in disapproval

“Exactly!” Lina answered proudly and happily

Celine shouted, "Are you crazy?  I don't want to wear it, take it off."

"but why?  You should be proud, you are the wife of our king, in deed and in fact.”

"And will Larisa wear red?"

"No, I don't think so, because Mark hasn't worn her yet. We sent her a pink dress."

Celine sat on the edge of the bed, soaked in the ripples of her dress, sighed sadly, thinking of Larissa, who had received the king's orders in silence, abstaining from eating with them or even talking to anyone.

Did you wronged her by suggesting her association with Mark?

She might not be able to accept him as her husband and in that case she would have condemned her to eternal misery!

"how is she?  Is she OK?  I caught a glimpse of her yesterday, she looked sad and exhausted.”

"Marc will take better care of her, I'm sure she'll be better off with him."

"I hope so," said Celine worriedly, reconsidering the step she had forced Kayden to take against Larissa, not wanting to be wronged by her act.

Celine met Larissa in a neutral room in the hall where their wedding will be held, and as usual, Larissa looked fabulous in her dress similar to Celine's dress, but in a different color.

She sits quite quietly, her eyes on the floor watching something invisible, completely ignoring the presence of Celine, who in turn looks so beautiful in her red dress woven with natural silk threads.