Ch. 131..135: The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 131-135

Chapter 131: You’ve the prettiest eyes I ever saw

The vampires who went berserk had even injured some vampire guardians, who tried stopping them. Izaak had taken the lead in handling the matter as Alaric and Magnus joined him. The other stronger vampires too helped them.

King Esmond frowned to see the out-of-controlled vampires. He never witnessed such a sight in such a long time. The last time it happened was during a war. What was exactly happening?

Magnus had already made some of them calm while Izaak and Alaric knocked them down.

"Your Majesty, what’s all this happening? It seems our own kind want to kill us," Queen Margaret whispered near his ear, seeing the unpleasant scene before her.

Alora arrived with Griffin, her gaze fixed on the ground. Her heart raced as she observed the vampires’ swift movements, finding it challenging to keep up with the scene.

"Magnus! Watch your back!" Alora exclaimed in concern, her voice carrying louder than intended, drawing the attention of those around her.

As the eyes turned towards her, Alora felt a wave of self-consciousness wash over her.

"Alora, you must leave," King Esmond instructed, signaling to his Queen to escort her away. He feared that a human would be a vulnerable target amidst the chaos.

, a berserk vampire charged toward Alora. Instinctively, she met its gaze, her body tensed up in the process as she realized the vampire would now burn alive upon making eye contact. Clutching her gown tightly, she braced herself for the imminent confrontation.

"Alora!" Magnus shouted from the other side, pushing away the vampire from his sight to run to his wife.

Alora’s eyes blazed with bright gold, emitting a dazzling glare that momentarily blinded those nearby, causing them to stagger in disorientation.

And the next second, the vampire was perished into ashes. Alora trembled in fear as she staggered this time. Magnus supported her from behind, placing his hand on her shoulder.

Alora thought it was a hope for her to prove to them that she was harmless, but it turned out to be something else. She ended up giving proof to the King that her eyes could only perish and nothing more.

Izaak witnessed that and furrowed his brows together since he knew it was an end for Alora since the King himself witnessed the power of her eyes. Now, no matter what Stella told Alora, she would be forced to wear the blindfold.

"Agh!" Izaak let out a whimper as a stake was pierced right through his heart, but it wasn’t a normal stake. The same stake that was used on Magnus during their return. His insides suddenly turned numb.

Magnus ran forward to save his brother, followed by his father, who wished to save his son when the vampire went behind Izaak, revealing himself to everyone present there.

"Damien!" Magnus exclaimed and frowned.

"Izaak may die anytime, so if you wish me not to rip apart his heart with this stake, then listen to my every command," Damien pronounced with a smirk across his lips.

"Damien, don’t do that. Leave Izaak," King Esmond said with a request.

"Remove the crown from your head and I’ll do that," Damien affirmed.

Magnus looked at his father, wondering what he would do.

Izaak’s labored breath showed how vulnerable his body had turned. He was on the brink of getting unconscious, but Izaak stood his ground. He didn’t wish his father to lower himself in front of Damien and let the Kingdom be destroyed in his hands. A blood bath would occur if Damien succeeded today.

"Magnus, congratulations on marrying the most unique woman in the world. She is pretty no doubt but her eyes are the only problem for me. I think after I kill you, I’ll take Alora with me," said Damien, "but I need to do something about her eyes."

"Watch your tongue, Damien. It will take me seconds to take it out," Magnus said, clenching his fists.

"But where is Alora? I cannot spot her around?" Damien asked, wandering his gaze to the ground.

"Cut to the chase. Wh-what do you want?" Izaak asked, fighting with the poison that already spread in his body.

"I want to be the King. My dream was always that," Damien said with a smirk.

Magnus ended up reading Izaak’s thoughts, who spoke in his mind to him. However, he was unsure if Izaak would be able to make it. Would he be able to reach Alora because the opposite couldn’t happen?

But there was one way and the same way Izaak thought in his mind so that Magnus would hear him.

"You don’t love your own son. Then, I shall take Izaak’s heart out right in front of your eyes," Damien pronounced with a broad grin. He came to Izaak’s front and said, "Close your eyes because I’ll put you to rest now."

"No!" Queen Margaret fainted right there, but a few of the ladies caught her from falling to the ground.

’Now, Magnus. Bring Alora,’ Izaak said in his mind.

In only one second they had to change the tides. The King had decided to sacrifice his son because he couldn’t leave the kingdom in Damien’s hands. He knew it was a wrong choice and he would always be hated for it, but he decided not to throw away his crown.

Magnus was quick to come to Alora’s side. She felt his hand on her shoulder while on the opposite side, Izaak used his remaining strength to push away Damien, who had grabbed his throat.

Magnus didn’t even have a second to explain to Alora anything. All he wanted Alora to use her strength this time. Cutting through the air, Magnus brought Alora right beside Izaak the moment he pushed Damien.

Damien couldn’t get time to react and he made eye contact with Alora’s eyes. Magnus and Izaak, followed by many others covered their eyes as her eyes shone with even brighter intensity this time.

Damien reached out his hand to kill Alora, and he succeeded in making a contact with her neck.

Although Damien grabbed Alora by her neck, but it was useless. He finally got perished in the thin air.

Izaak fell to the ground, his veins popped out even on his forehead. Alora quickly got down in fear as Magnus and the others’ eyes were still blind because of the bright glare. Her body was reacting on her own, and she didn’t hesitate to pull out the stake from Izaak’s heart.

"Aghhhnn!!" Izaak cried out in agony as he finally drew a breath, relief flooding through him.

"Brother Izaak, are you alright?" In that, Alora forgot about her eyes and looked straight into Izaak’s eyes.

Magnus and the others reached out to Izaak now, but what they were surprised about was Alora talking to him while looking straight into his eyes.

Alora was still not aware of her situation, caressed Izaak’s chest as her fingers covered in his blood. This was the same vision that Izaak had seen a few weeks ago.

Her eyes were beautiful as deep as the ocean.

"You’ve prettiest eyes I ever saw," Izaak whispered. He closed his eyes as he needed rest while Magnus came by Alora’s side. "You did well. You saved him," Magnus commended, offering a gentle smile.

That was the moment when Alora realized she looked into Izaak’s eyes.

Esmond remained in a trance-like state, his mind reeling from witnessing Alora’s ability to gaze into Izaak’s eyes. The vision he had spoken about had indeed come true.

"Escort Prince Izaak to the chamber," King Esmond commanded. "And call the physician," he added. He gazed at Alora and decided to talk to her later.

Alaric came toward Magnus and Alora. "You were incredible tonight," he asserted. "Let’s see each other later." He rushed after Izaak, who was being taken away for the treatment.

Alora and Magnus finally got up as they headed to their chamber. After Alora had her hands cleaned, she sat on the chaise while Magnus took a seat beside her.

"I looked into Brother Izaak’s eyes," Alora said.

"Yes, you did," Magnus smiled as he held her hands. "Your eyes saved him today. Damien died. I still couldn’t believe he died this way," he murmured. Magnus always wanted to punish Damien once he would get caught, but he had never imagined that it would happen in such a way.

"It would not have happened if Prince Magnus hadn’t acted swiftly," Alora asserted. "Can I really look into everyone’s eyes then?" she queried.

"Yes, I believe," Magnus answered.

"We should go and check on Brother Izaak," Alora advised him, rising to her feet. Magnus hummed and they both headed to Izaak’s chamber.

Izaak was already fed the antidote and he was much better than before. Because he got an instant treatment unlike Magnus’s case, he was healing at a faster rate.

Queen Margaret sat beside Izaak, urging him not to leave the bed until he had fully healed. "Your Majesty, didn’t Damien die long ago? How did he suddenly appear like this? And to enter the palace without anyone’s notice..." she voiced her frustration, casting a glance at her husband.

"An investigation will take place," King Esmond declared. "For now, let Izaak rest. We should depart," he added, turning around only to find Magnus and Alora entering the room.

"I thought you would not visit me, Magnus," Izaak said with a tiny smile across his lips. He gazed at Alora, who didn’t have her gaze on him.

"Father, Mother, it was our plan to take Alora’s help in such a situation. She should be praised for what she did today, no? Also, Alora can look directly at Brother Izaak too, which means everyone with no sense of killing her, can look at her directly," Magnus explained to his parents, stressing his last word.

"Yes, we witnessed that," Margaret rose from her seat and approached Alora. Taking her hands, she expressed her gratitude towards her. Then, she enveloped Alora in a heartfelt hug, conveying her appreciation for saving her son’s life. As Margaret gently patted Alora’s back, a warmth filled Alora’s heart, leaving her feeling deeply content and happy.

As she pulled away, she asked Alora to look at her. Alora being hesitant at first, finally gazed into the eyes of the Queen. She was truly nervous, but it slowly faded away.

"Magnus, you were right. Alora is indeed pretty," Margaret said as she turned at the others, telling them they should also be able to look at her.

Alora took a deep breath in as she looked at all of them one by one. At this moment, she couldn’t express how joyful she was feeling. Now, all she wanted was to look at her mother.

King Esmond smiled at Alora and said, "I take back my words. I apologize to you for what I said in the court. I hope you forgive me." He glanced at Magnus for a brief moment before shifting his gaze back to Alora.

"You saved my eldest son’s life today. What do you want, Alora? I’ll give you whatever you desire for," Esmond offered her a reward of her choice.

"I am thankful for all of you for embracing me finally. I am grateful for the King for offering me a reward. I would like to join the Vampire Council," Alora pronounced, expressing her wish. "Not because I want to establish my authority, but I want to mingle with every vampire to get a better understanding," she asserted.

"I guess Magnus finally wants to return to the council," Esmond stated, gazing at him.

"Yes if Alora joins," Magnus replied.

"She can be a part of the council. I have nothing against Alora," Esmond granted her entry in the council as a reward.

Alora smiled as she thanked the King for allowing it. "It would not be possible if Prince Magnus and Prince Izaak hadn’t helped me," she stated, looking at two of them.

Chapter 132: Refused to break away

After the departure of the King and Queen from Izaak’s chamber, the others decided to leave as well, leaving Izaak to rest in his exhaustion.

Upon returning to her own chamber, Alora found herself overcome with happiness, breaking into a joyful dance. "I can finally live like everyone else!" she exclaimed with a beaming smile, twirling in her gown. However, her jubilation was short-lived as she paused, contemplating the vampires who had lost control.

"Damien had control over their minds. I suspect someone spiked the wine, and that someone will be discovered soon," Magnus asserted.

"That individual has already been apprehended and is currently being held in the prison, My Lord," Tobias informed them as he entered the chamber.

"Who is it?" Magnus inquired, eager to know the identity of the culprit.

"A newbie vampire whom Damien had created," Tobias replied.

"A sire bond," Magnus remarked, recognizing the connection between the culprit and Damien.

"Princess Alora, I found out you can look at everyone. So, it was true! I’m so glad to see that your dream of living like others has become true," Tobias said while passing her a gentle smile. Alora was as beautiful as her name.

"Thank you, Tobias. I’m indeed happy," Alora said, her eyes turning watery. She couldn’t wait to see her mother. But before that, she was curious to know what was a sire.

"Your Highness, what’s a sire bond?" Alora queried Magnus.

"If a powerful vampire bites a human and transforms him into a sire, then a bond is formed between them. That way the newbie vampire listens to his master only," Magnus explained to her.

"Oh. If I turn into a vampire, then I’ll listen to Prince Magnus only," Alora remarked.

Tobias smiled to hear her response while Magnus chuckled.

"It’s late night. Take your dinner and go to bed. I have an important work to finish," Magnus told her.

"Where are you going at this hour? Whatever the work, do it tomorrow," Alora told him and held his hand. "Ahh, I wonder if the vampire I mistakenly perished had a family. If yes, then I have to talk to them. I didn’t wish to do that," she said apologetically.

"It wasn’t your fault," Magnus told her, giving her comfort for letting her feel low.

"Your Highness, I have been reported that the vampire had no family. Rest assured, you don’t need to feel upset about it," Tobias intervened as he gave them the information he gathered earlier.

Alora still felt low about it. It wasn’t her intention to harm him.

"If you wouldn’t have killed him, I had," Magnus proclaimed. He took Alora to the dining room, telling her not to think about that anymore.

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After having dinner, Alora changed into her nightdress. She placed the brush on the dressing table and again smiled while looking at herself in the mirror. As she left the seat and went to bed, Magnus entered the chamber too. Her eyes darted at his exposed skin of the chest.

She averted her gaze and went to bed. Covering herself with the blanket, she waited for Magnus to get in as well. He, on the other hand, removed the upper robe and lay half-naked next to her.

Alora moved close to him, and she drew the circles in the middle of his chest using her index finger. He held her hand and rested her palm on his firm chest.

"Thank you, Magnus," Alora whispered. "I remember the first time you told me that my eyes weren’t cursed." Her eyes met his as he tilted his head.

"People have cursed minds. They judged you too fast without realizing that another side could also exist," Magnus answered.

"I thought I lost my chance to prove the King when the vampire ended up losing his life under my gaze," Alora said. "But Damien was dangerous," she added as she recalled how his hand reached her neck.

"I wanted to kill him in a more brutal way. He eyed you," Magnus too recalled how Damien talked dirty in front of him.

Alora got on her elbows, her face was now directly before him. "Burning into ashes isn’t an easy death. It’s painful. I saw in his eyes," she proclaimed.

Tucking her hair away from her face, she drew closer to him, pressing her lips against his. "I love you," she whispered, a delicate smile gracing her lips.

Magnus drew her in closer, his hand gently guiding the back of her head. She placed her hand tenderly on his chest as he eased her head onto the pillow, positioning himself above her. With practiced ease, his fingers sought out the single knot on her dress, swiftly loosening it.

His lips journeyed southward, leaving open-mouthed kisses on the delicate skin of her neck. The blanket was no longer covering them. She arched her back the moment Magnus’s hand made contact with her curve, fondling it, relishing pleasure through her veins.

He was eager to devour her, his teeth touched the sensitive spot lying between her neck and shoulder. The moment he nipped it, she let out a moan of his name. Her hand flew to his hair, the fingers were now intertwining with his curls.

She was half-exposed under him, every nerve of her asking for more.

As he pulled up, the two peered into each other’s eyes. They were panting, their bodies were gripped with desires.

He closed the distance between them again, their lips engaged in a more passionate kiss this time. She soon pushed him gently on the bed while keeping her mouth connected with his. She battled for air, but he refused to break away from the kiss. Magnus finally sat up on the mattress while holding her firmly on his lap, his hand pulled down her night dress.

Finally, he withdrew from the kiss and he allowed her to catch her breath, both of them panting heavily. He shared the same air as hers, whispering in her ear, "Alora, I love you too."

Chapter 133: To be careful of her

The next morning:

"Your Highness, your brother, Elliot Wilson, has sent this for you," said Tobias as he brought a wooden box in his hand. Alora was surprised to find that her brother sent a present for him.

As Tobias placed it on the table, Alora thanked him.

"Your Highness, Prince Magnus may be occupied for a few hours. He’s attending court after an extended absence," Tobias informed her.

"Thank you for informing me," Alora said.

Tobias bowed and left her sight. Alora was quick to open the wooden box and the first thing she saw was a letter. She picked it up and opened it. Unfolding the paper, Alora read the message in broken words.

Alora couldn’t communicate with Elliot before, but through this letter, she could feel it was from her heart. Selvina noticed the tiny smile on Alora’s lips as she entered the room with a tray in her hand. Setting a bowl of fruit custard on the table, she informed Alora about it.

"Selvina, my brother sent these for me. I never knew he had such a great choice. Doesn’t this dress look good on me?" Alora asked as she pulled out the flowy off-yellow gown out of the box.

"It indeed is pretty, Your Highness. Does Her Highness wish to change in this?" Selvina queried.

"No. I’ll wear it tomorrow. He even sent me these gold earrings. Elliot never gave me a present before. It truly is special for me. Ahh, I can wear it in the evening and go to meet them. I want to see my mother. She will be happy to find out that I look like this," Alora explained with a smile.

"That’s great. I will put this dress in the cupboard and these earrings on the dressing table," Selvina told her as she took the dress from Alora.

"Thank you." Alora watched her leave and again read the letter. "I think they have begun acknowledging me," she murmured.

"Alora!" Lillian’s voice fell in her ears and she lifted her head.

"Yes, Sister Lillian?" Alora asked.

"My friends want to meet you. Are you free tomorrow?" Lillian asked. Her gaze fell on the box on the table. "What is it? Who sent you a letter and I suppose gifts?" she asked.

"It was my brother, Sister Lillian," Alora replied. "Please have a seat. I’ll put all these away. Selvina! Selvina!" Alora called out for her personal attendant.

Lillian sat down across from her. Selvina came there and greeted the princess before complying with Alora’s order.

"Alora, my friends are noble vampires. They may sound rude to you, but that doesn’t mean they think wrong of you. I hope you do understand what I mean by that," Lillian asserted.

"Yes, I do. I’m glad that Sister Lillian considered introducing me to her friends. That’s indeed a big thing for me," Alora stated with a smile.

"Last night, you were incredible. Your eyes... They are powerful as everyone used to say. I was scared that Brother Izaak might get badly hurt. Immortals like us die when our hearts are taken out," Lillian explained to her, even her voice carried the fear in that.

"I heard that. But Brother Izaak is safe now. Damien is no longer alive," Alora stated, telling Lillian not to feel low.

"Do you know Father would not have saved Brother Izaak?" Lillian suddenly revealed this to her.

"Huh? Why?" Alora was puzzled by her statement.

"Because Father couldn’t have let the Kingdom fall in Damien’s hands. Damien hated humans. And he could’ve used you in a terrible way. Brother Izaak was on the brink of death last night. That’s why what you did for us, for Brother Izaak was incredible," Lillian pronounced while showing her gratitude.

Alora was slightly disturbed to learn that Izaak could have died if she had failed or Magnus had failed in bringing her before Damien.

"Also, I heard that you called Scarlet for tea. Aren’t you aware of the fact that she has feelings for Brother Magnus? It’s not good to keep a friendship with a woman who likes your husband," Lillian advised her.

"Scarlet no longer likes Magnus," Alora replied.

"However, I doubt that. Scarlet is quite smart. You need to be careful of her. Though I always wanted to see her Brother Magnus’s side, now, the situation has changed. She may try to win Brother Magnus’s heart by using you. Rest is up to you to decide," Lilian suggested to her to keep a distance from Scarlet.

"I appreciate Sister Lillian made me aware of this. But what if Scarlet isn’t like that? We shouldn’t judge anyone," Alora said.

"Alora, how old are you?" Lillian queried.

"24," Alora answered.

"I have known Scarlet for a long time. Your one conversation with her can’t decide that she won’t harm your relationship with Magnus. I’m not here to scare you. Because you saved Brother Izaak, that’s why I told you to stay away from Scarlet. You can talk to her occasionally, but don’t let her enter your personal life," Lillian again advised her.

Alora hummed as she assured Lillian that she would keep it in her mind.

"Good. You shall eat the custard. I will take my leave here," Lillian said and she rose to her feet. Alora, too, stood up and bowed at Lillian. After she left, Alora sat down and deeply sighed.

Selvina, who had heard their conversation told Alora to follow Lillian’s advice.

"Yes, I will," Alora said. "I don’t want my relationship to get spoiled with Magnus. I cannot see him getting hurt," she asserted.

"Princess Alora, do you know there will be soon an eclipse?" Selvina suddenly inquired her.

"No, I have no idea. Why?" Alora questioned her. "Is it a solar eclipse?"

"Yes. The moon’s effect on the earth will be more. Werewolves got powerful that day. The last time I remember a group of werewolves attacked newbie vampires. When an investigation occurred, it was found out that they were rogues. I wonder this time again something odd will happen," Selvina murmured.

Alora realized that these sun and moon events were so crucial for the vampires and the werewolves. She wondered if there would be any effect of this on Magnus and other immortal vampires.

"Your Highness, Miss Scarlet is here!" Tobias informed her, causing her to stop thinking about the upcoming eclipse.

 

Chapter 134: Wanted to see you once

The court session ended. As the King left first, Magnus was quick to follow him. "Father, I would like to talk to you," Magnus said, making King Esmond halt in his way.

Esmond turned to look at his son, an amused expression covered his face and he glanced at Russell, gesturing to him to go ahead.

"What is it that Prince Magnus followed me right after the court ended?" King Esmond asked while resuming his walk.

"Why did Father not decide to save Izaak last night?" Magnus straightforwardly asked. "I thought you would choose your child over Damien," he stated.

"Damien would not have spared Izaak anyway. Do you think sacrificing Izaak was a bad choice? I think in front of the kingdom, I was forced to make a tough choice," Esmond explained to him. "However, all that would be possible if Alora weren’t present there," he affirmed.

"So, Father didn’t think of anything that time. That’s terrible. What if such a situation arises again? Will Father sacrifice all of his kids? I understand he never cared for me, but he should at least, think of the mother," Magnus complained to him.

"Magnus, I thought you were devoid of any such emotions? Also, why do you think I never cared for you?" Esmond questioned him, peering skeptically into his eyes. "Sending you to Elmswood was necessary. Forgive me for not giving you a childhood like the other kids. But sometimes situations are hard to explain," he proclaimed after apologizing to his son.

"Tomorrow, there is a Council Meeting to tackle such situations in the future. You need to be present in that. Don’t bring Alora since it’s for only vampires. And her presence may make others uncomfortable. It will take time for the people to get used to her," Esmond instructed him.

"I understand," Magnus replied. He still had a lot to say, but he felt it was better to end the conversation here.

"Magnus, you should speak out your heart in front of your parents. Unless you tell me, I won’t know what complaints you have. Unlike you, your father can no longer read minds," said King Esmond.

"I missed Father. I wish he had once come to see me when I was with my aunt. I waited for days, months, and years. I only wanted to see you once," Magnus finally spoke out. "I had a lot of things to tell Father and Mother. But they both were not present around me," he added.

"You were a special vampire. I didn’t wish to expose you to the enemies at a time when everything was in chaos. Don’t forget you grew up faster than Izaak and Alaric. You possessed your abilities by the age of six. As a father, I needed to protect you," Esmond stated while being honest with his son.

"Any more questions?"

Magnus shook his head in refusal. Esmond told him not to think of the past when so many years had already passed. He went ahead to his chamber while Magnus headed back to his chamber.

As he stepped foot in the chamber, he noticed Scarlet’s presence. He kept walking until he reached the drawing room and saw Alora conversing with Scarlet while having tea with her. However, he didn’t interrupt them and he decided to see Izaak.

Fortunately, Izaak wasn’t sleeping and he could finally have a conversation with him.

"You are enjoying your rest well," Magnus said as he sat on the sofa chair next to the bed. "Is your wound healed?" he queried.

Izaak pushed down his robe from the chest slightly so that Magnus could see it himself.

"Benefits of drinking fresh blood," Izaak replied. "Are you worried for me? I’m not used to this kind of concern," he remarked, "especially from you."

"Aren’t you upset knowing the fact that Father would have not saved you yesterday?" Magnus suddenly asked him.

"No. I already lived for so many years," Izaak reminded him how even Magnus used to make him aware of the same fact many times.

"That doesn’t mean I ever wanted to lose you that way," Magnus answered. He lowered his head while contemplating something.

"You aren’t supposed to feel low, Magnus. Well, you succeeded in saving me along with Alora," Izaak stated. "Your beliefs are stronger than any standing hill. I always thought Alora could never become a part of this family since nobody would accept her," he added.

"Your vision came true," Magnus replied with a tiny smile.

"Remember my first vision when I held Alora’s hand," Izaak queried him.

"About her mother?" Magnus asked to confirm.

"Yes. I think it won’t come true. But I wonder if that can be possible. I still have doubts," Izaak asserted.

"Alora’s mother loves her the most. So, it won’t come true," Magnus replied. "You think something is odd about it!?" he arched his eyebrows at Izaak.

"I have no idea. So far the two of my visions came true. I’m unsure about this one," Izaak briefed him. "What if the situation changes? Then, perhaps, this vision also comes true," he opined.

"It can never happen, Brother Izaak. Why would a mother suddenly begin hating her daughter for whom she fought with so many people?" Magnus was again being skeptical.

"You need to find that answer. How can I even give you a better explanation on this when I’m confused myself?" Izaak murmured and lay down on the bed again.

Magnus turned quiet and watched how Izaak again wanted to sleep.

"What bothers you? Why have you pulled up your face?" Izaak asked.

"Nothing." Magnus rose to his feet and told Izaak that he would leave now.

"Magnus, you cannot stop certain things from happening. I hope you understand this soon," Izaak told him. He closed his eyes, waving at Magnus, thus signaling him to leave.

Magnus left his room and finally arrived at his chamber, where Tobias informed him about Scarlet’s presence in the drawing room.

"Alright," Magnus said and went ahead.

Chapter 135: Her sweet assault

"Greetings to Your Highness," Scarlet was swift to leave her seat as she saw Magnus. Alora, too, rose to her feet and noticed that he looked a bit disturbed. She wondered if everything was fine with him.

Scarlet found how she was being ignored as always. But she didn’t mind it. It was Magnus’s nature to ignore everyone, except for those whom he cared.

"I believe Miss Scarlet should depart," Magnus finally stated, his gaze wasn’t on her but on Alora. "Tobias, kindly see her out," he requested.

"Princess Alora, thank you for inviting me. I truly enjoyed it," said Scarlet and left with Tobias.

"It’s not good to treat everyone coldly. You could have accepted Scarlet’s greetings," Alora said as she walked to him.

"Well, you should know that I’m only warm to you," Magnus replied.

"You look worried about something. How did the court session go? You must have met a lot of elders and officials after a long time," Alora stated, holding his hands gently.

"I did meet them. Alora, do you remember the vision Izaak had about you for the first time?" Magnus inquired her. "About your mother," he then responded.

"Ahh, that. Yes, I do. Why? What happened?" Alora questioned him.

"Izaak’s two visions became true. I wonder why he saw that kind of vision for your mother," Magnus remarked.

"We have changed the future. His Highness doesn’t need to worry," Alora asserted. "I could look into Scarlet’s eyes as well. My fear is slowly fading away. I have so many well-wishers around me," she murmured, feeling joyful.

Magnus didn’t wish Alora’s happiness to cease, so he agreed to her deductions. However, he decided to find the truth behind such a vision.

"Magnus, don’t take stress about it. Everything has turned well," Alora said, peering into his eyes. "I’ll show you something. Elliot has sent some gifts for me," she revealed to him.

"Really? The change I never expected in him," Magnus remarked.

"But he has changed," Alora said and she pushed Magnus to bed. She went to the cupboard and took out the gown that Elliot had sent for her. "Isn’t this so beautiful? I even like this color. I should also give a present to my brother since I’ll go there in the evening. However, I wonder what I should gift him." She asked for Magnus’s opinions.

"Well, you can give him anything you think will be suitable for Elliot," Magnus stated.

"Yes, but what should I gift him?" Alora asked. "Oh, I’ll wear this dress in the evening. I hope His Highness is free today. I can’t wait to look at them," she affirmed with a smile.

"Umm... How about a long coat? But that will take time to be stitched... At least a week," Magnus remarked.

"Oh. Then, I’ll give him the gift later then," Alora said. She put back the gown inside the cupboard and closed it.

"I wonder how Venus is doing. I think I’m too cruel this time," Alora said as she turned around. "While I’m celebrating my happiness, Venus is in prison. I’m such a bad sister," she murmured, feeling suddenly low.

"She also enjoyed your pain for years. It’s been only several days for her. At least, Venus should understand what it feels like to be neglected and locked. You want to discipline her, don’t you?" Magnus inquired as he gestured to her to come to him.

Alora approached him and sat on his left thigh, locking her arms around his neck.

"Yes, I want to discipline her. But am I harsh on her? What if she despises me more?" Alora questioned with a worried glance at him.

"Alora, freeing her will only bring trouble in my opinion. On your request, I asked the prison staff to provide her with good meals. She should be thankful to you instead of carrying any hate. She is alive thanks to her sweet sister. Otherwise, I had no intention to keep Venus alive," Magnus clarified to her.

He played with the loose curls of her hair on her temple.

"Do you wish to see her?" Magnus then asked.

"Yes. I would like to see Venus," Alora replied.

"Alright. I’ll take you there later," Magnus assured her.

"Thank you."

He then nestled his face into the curve of her neck, delicately caressing her skin with his lips. Tracing a path of kisses along her neck, he drew her tenderly toward him, keenly aware of the alluring contours of her breasts pressed against his chest.

His hands held her firmly at her place as he continued to shower kisses all over her neck and later the collarbones. Capturing her lips into a kiss, he took her lower lip between his teeth, thus pulling on it.

A cry escaped her mouth, and blood oozed out from her lip. With a lingering lick, he sought to elicit a moan from her lips.

Alora, in response, gently pushed him away after deftly unbuttoning his shirt and exploring his chest with her hand. She was now on top of him while his hand remained steadfast on her back.

"Alora!" "Magnus gasped for breath, breaking away from the kiss as he called out her name. Undeterred, Alora continued her sweet assault on him, planting kisses upon his chest while her hands explored the well-defined contours of his abdomen.

His fingers threaded through her hair as he kicked off his shoes, then swiftly flipped her onto the mattress. With her deft hands, he lifted her gown, tracing a path down her thigh. Alora’s breath hitched as his fingers pinched her inner thigh, eliciting a shaky cry. His lips descended just above her right breast, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake.

Suddenly, Alora’s scream pierced the air as she finally noticed it, "The door is open, Magnus!" Her hands pressed on his firm chest she gently pushed him back.

"No one will come. You are asking me to stop in the middle," Magnus said as he claimed her lips this time.

However, Alora vehemently again pushed him. "I’ll be embarrassed to death if someone sees us like this. Just-just close the door, please," she urged this time.