Chapter 38 38
After we were done with laundry and I opted to get back to the Sovereign's chamber, Ofelia insisted she was going with me because she had to speak with him about whatever it was she claimed I shouldn't know about.
She meant it despite several times of trying to get words out of her lips, and so we headed to his chamber together only to meet him with Orrifin, and several scrolls that were on the floor.
I had just bowed to Dragon Sovereign when Ofelia walked straight to him and folded her arms across her chest. I tried reaching her, but Dragon Sovereign signaled me to step back, and I did instantly.
“Are you okay with how your people keep blaming my friend for using a spell on you? Do you even realise what it means to use a spell on someone? We are talking about a mighty dragon like you that a spell could not seriously work on. So what about clearing the air on how you two met so they could stop saying gibberish things all the time because she's a fae and you all despise them so much?” As she spoke, she gestured as though she were speaking to her fellow human.
I feared for her sake, because my master, no matter how calm he looked, doesn't take messes from people.
With what he had done to Irian before my very eyes, I feared him more and hoped he wouldn't act that way towards me one day.
“Dragon Sovereign or whatever they call you, did you even hear me?” Her voice came again, this time so authoritative that both I and Orrifin stared at her with shock all over our faces. “Talk to your…
“Ofelia!!” I yelled, and she turned around forcefully. “It's alright! I think he's heard you already.”
She scowled, “But he doesn't look like he did.”
Does she even know who that man was? She was weaker than I am and wouldn't even save her ass if she was to be harmed.
I didn't say words anymore, but got closer and tried holding, but she refused and frowned more. “Steer clear so I can talk sense to this man. He deceived us and took you hostage over what the faes did when you weren't even born. He hasn't found your brother yet, and so the faes are still living freely, yet you're suffering in their hands. What if they kill you one day behind him?”
“That wouldn't happen, Lia. You're going too far.” I retorted, eyes dazzling back at her.
She hissed, “You think they wouldn't, huh? But they will someday, and this man here will do nothing at that time. If he wants you to suffer for saving him, then those millennial faes should die first.”
I gnashed my teeth and simply stepped back. Maybe leaving her to rant it all out was better, because she was somehow saying the truth.
As she turned back to Dragon Sovereign, Orrifin came from behind and grabbed her.
“Let me be. Get your filthy hands off me.” She shrugged to be set free, but Orrifin leaped, and I seriously let out a heavy sigh of relief.
What if her lips put her into trouble someday? I can't even save myself, talk of her.
She's been that way right from the human land, but I at least expected her to fear these supernatural savage beings and shut her lips. How could she say all that to the Dragon Sovereign? And the man had more patience than I expected.
I wiped my forehead and bowed to him, “I apologise on behalf of my friend…” but my heart suddenly skipped from how he flitted towards me when I didn't expect it. “She talks like that and loves me so much, that's why she's so concerned about me. It's not like she's lying; your people keep gossiping that I spellbind you, and I can't fathom why. Still, I hope you forgive Lia for not minding her words.”
My head was lowered as I spoke, my heart throbbed while I patiently waited for what his response would be.
I feared he would order that she be punished. If he could view her as a desperate human protecting her fae friend, then I would appreciate it most.
Instead, he closed the distance between us, his upper body lowered, and he looked me straight in the eyes. He held my jaw with his fingers, and I couldn't believe how hot my thighs were at that moment.
The closeness of our bodies now that he was awake caused my heart to race. I felt so hot and swallowed my saliva so many times.
“But they are really telling the truth, Vina…” he whispered to me, his voice so calm and alluring. How could he cut my name so prettily? He didn't intend to do that, right? Because I couldn't find myself looking away from the lips that just mentioned my name in that manner, and how amazing his eyeballs were as I stared at them closely. “What if I told you that you indeed used a spell on me?” he asked, and I found myself searching for my breath.
How and when did I do that? He's held me captive for so long, and this was what he had to say?
I shook my head because I couldn't stand being accused. “I didn't do it, and you know that…”
“But I just told you that you did, and I never mentioned that you knew when you did it,” he said, and then brushed his thumbs on my lips.
I feared my chest would explode with how it swelled. The aura that overwhelmed me was one I didn't know existed in me.
Before I could come up with a response to his last statement, I found myself melting in his arms, my lips glued onto his, and he sucked them hungrily.
I didn't realise how much I wanted this until now. I never knew I could kiss so well, or maybe he really did teach me this a few times, because I sucked his lips with the same energy he gave to me.
He tasted so good, and I loved how wet I became in my panties just by savoring his lips. I wanted him to touch me in so many places that tickled me, but that could show how stupid I was.
My body against his felt so small, yet he held me tighter with his right arm, while his left palm raised my face to get a better taste of him. I heard the sounds of our lips letting out in the room, and if the goddess mother wouldn't curse me, I would strip and have my nipples rub his body as much as I wanted.
When a sudden knock came at the door, we quickly pulled away from each other. Shame lurked around me, causing me to feel like my dress was already taken off me.
I turned around, shame hovering over me.
How could I do that with him? It was the first time I really responded to his act.
He was engaged, so I shouldn't be doing this with him. And to even remind myself, he was my master, and I was nothing but a slave.
Oh, goddess mother! What was wrong with me? I was so ashamed to meet his gaze, but when I glanced at him, he happened to be staring at me with no remorse in his expression.