Chapter 124 He's mine
"Your majesties" he bowed, keeping his gaze on me.
I glanced away, listening in on the conversation while my eyes scanned the crowd for my ladies.
"My princess" I hear his voice regard me. Finally I turn, letting my gaze land on him but never lock eyes with his. I plaster a small smile, nodding in acknowledgement. "I'm honored to be granted such a title as the leader of the Jigalians and I swear to the goddess to use this position to better Bludhàven as much as I can. I promise to serve the crown till my last dying breath" his words sink right through me and I feel his gaze once again boring holes into the side of my head.
I make no move to look his way because I'm too busy admiring my husband. I was too busy being nervous to take in how good he looked, I was right, he found a way to make everything look so sinful. Right now in his red mantle he looked absolutely immaculate, the material sticking and outlining every ripple of muscle in a sexy way, letting everyone know just how physically powerful my husband was. He looked good enough to eat, and maybe I'd get to test that theory tonight. My cheeks bleached a light pink tinge at my own thoughts.
All the voices surrounding me had drowned out and the only voice I could hear was the loud demanding voice of desire that boomed through me, bursting through my veins and awakening the ache in my core. His calloused tatted hand gripped firmly onto my own, slowly stroking my knuckles unconsciously while his other hand rested leisurely on the arm rest of his throne while he spoke to Lord Anthony. The sight of him on his throne made him look so devastatingly attractive, so physically powerful and dominating so much so that it made my inexperienced ovaries quake badly in my lower abdomen.
He was beautiful, in a dark, forbidden kind of way, the beauty that was coupled with a devastatingly large build, one that took up half of any room he walked into. Darius Lockhart was like a magnet that pulled the attention of many, both male and female. His very presence demanded attention, wherever he went women would gawk at him, some filled with adoration for their king while others had not so innocent thoughts- even now as I looked through the crowd I could see a group of noble ladies whispering to themselves and making flirtatious glances towards Darius.
He didn't even notice, too consumed by the conversation that I had muted out. There was this burning feeling of anger that eclipsed my senses, making my fists tighten unknowingly. I wanted nothing more than to walk up to those girls and pluck their intrusive eyes out.
Their gazes met mine as I had been staring straight at them for a while now, thinking of every possible way to pull out their hair without being charged for attacking them. I mustered the hardest glare I possibly could their way, deciding to be a little petty as I slowly got up, effectively drawing Darius's attention away from Lord Anthony. His gaze follows me as I walk closer, leaning down to his ear level. I make sure the noble ladies are watching me as I whisper so low no one other than Darius could hear me.
"I will be back" before I pulled back, pressing a kiss to his jaw line, effectively making it tense under my lips.
I pulled back, watching as his gaze becomes smoky, clouded by the sudden rush of desire that was obvious through his pants. His hand still held mine firmly, now even tighter. He had this look in his eyes, the 'let's leave this ball and go to our chambers so I can show you what you've done to me' look. Yes, the one that makes babies.
I noticeably flush, contemplating his subtle request, completely forgetting why I had done what I did in the first place. Remember Audrey! Dammit! My subconscious yells me back into reality and I wear a cheeky smile, applying pressure to Darius's hand before turning and walking down to the rest of the ball, my hand slipping from his grasp that managed to tigh
ten with each step I took away.
Settling in front of the three annoying deers I let my gaze lock onto each one of theirs, giving them a deadly glear, a glear that said 'he's mine, fuck off' and I think they got the message because they straightened up before bowing.
"Princess" they all acknowledge in unison.
I give them an extra sweet sarcastic smile before sauntering off, deeper into the crowd. On my way I feel a tug on my arm and I turn, coming face to face with Faye. Happiness and pride was evident on her features as she regarded me joyfully, "I'm so proud of you princess-"
"Audrey" I corrected, a stern look directed her way. Immediately memories of the first time I met Ruby and Faye flashed in my mind, when they kept addressing me like a titled lady but I had insisted on them calling me Audrey, even now, nothing has changed. Well, the fat diamond on my finger said otherwise.
"Audrey" she gives it a try, as if tasting it on her tongue for the first time. Her perplexed troubled expression makes her look cute, bringing a wide smile to my face as I watch her. "You looked like a true queen beside his highness. The way you sat with such grace and elegance really shocked a lot of people, but not me" she smiled, stroking my forearm gently, lovingly.
Like a mother's loving touch and it stings, pulling hard on my heart strings. "I knew you always had it in you, you just needed that drive, that passion to do it and I believe you've found it" her gaze flickers far behind me and I turn to look at what she'd referring to and my gaze falls on Darius.
A smile slides onto my lips and I don't fight it as I let out a sigh, "Yes, I have"
"I pray to the goddess that you remains happy and healthy in your relationship" she stops, coming closer like she wanted to spill a secret. I lean low to give her more access, "And I will pray you are with child very soon, you seem to be glowing so that's a good sign it will happen soon"