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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1  CHAPTER 31

Lucian paced back and forth in the room as he waited for Hazel. He needed to speak to her today, be honest with her and tell her about the situation with Klara. That would be the right thing to do he thought.
The smell of food interrupted his thought. He couldn't remember the last time he enjoyed food or s.e.x. No wonder his demon was hungry to come out.
A few maids came in with the breakfast and started serving. Now and then they would look his way and blush. He was used to maids ogling at him but this time something was off.
"Your Highness the breakfast is ready." A maid informed looking down as her cheeks turned red.
Really what was wrong with these maids?
"Yes, you may leave."
They bowed and left giggling. Lucian continued with his pacing not giving a thought to why the behaved like that until Hazel came into the room. She was wearing a simple light pink gown and her reddish-brown hair was still wet from the bath. Oh, how he wanted to run his fingers through her hair.
He quickly put his hands behind his back to prevent himself from doing anything stupid.
"Lucian?"
"Yes." He shook his head. He was probably staring.
"Why are you still half-n.a.k.e.d?" She smiled. What? Looking down at his body he realized he hadn't gotten dressed yet. He now understood why the maids behaved strangely.
He had been thinking too much about Hazel that he had even forgotten about his own clothes.
"Ah...yes.." what was he supposed to say ?" I was about to get dressed."
She just smiled at him. That smile, it was his weakness.
He quickly put something on then went to the breakfast table where Hazel was already sitting.
Usually the husband sits first then the wife, but he didn't mind Hazel sitting down before him. He never understood those stupid rules anyways.
Hazel stood up and poured some tea for him.
"It will help with your headache." She said.
He picked the cup, from the scent he could tell it was ginger tea. He took a sip, he didn't like the taste but if it really would help with his headache then he would drink it all.
"About last night...I hope I didn't do anything to upset you." He said carefully.
She took a sip of her tea.
"Well... you just pushed me down on the bed and tried to take my clothes off and you told me you danced with Klara."
He remembered the part where he was trying to take her clothes off but not the other one.
"I am sorry."
Lately, he had been apologizing too much. Actually twice but it was a lot for him.
"I am sorry too... for saying that I almost got r.a.p.ed because of you."
Why? Why did she have to apologize for that? Why was she suddenly nice and not fighting with him anymore? It only made him feel more guilty for what happened and for what might happen.
"Hazel...Rasmus wants me to marry his sister." He said it quickly before he could change his mind then he looked down afraid to see Hazel's hurt or disappointed expression.
I knew it. I knew the bloodthirsty king would ask for something in return and that it probably would be something like this. We shouldn't have come here but where would we go? As soon as we step out of this castle I knew we wouldn't be safe.
I looked at Lucian. He wasn't looking at me for some reason.
"So what did you tell him?" I asked trying to keep my calm.
"I haven't given him an answer yet."
"Why?" He could have said yes. It was a very common and normal thing for men to have many wives and now when he was in a difficult situation were his marriage could save his life I wondered why he hadn't said yes.
He looked at me confused.
"Aren't you angry?" he asked.
Angry? No I wasn't angry. I was feeling as if my heart was being squeezed. The thought of sharing Lucian with another woman, with Klara felt like a knife in the heart, twisting.
Really, what was I expecting? I knew I was marrying a prince and that it is not only common but a must for princes to have many wives. Wives meant allies and more power.
"No." Was all I could think of saying when I actually wanted to say a lot of things. But what could I say? I couldn't tell him not to marry Klara because that would get us both killed, even though that is exactly what I wanted to say.
Lucian looked troubled. He didn't even touch his breakfast. I haven't seen him eat once these last few days.
"How is Oliver?" I asked trying to change the conversation.
He finally lift his head to look at me.
"He is fine."
"I should go and see him."
"You don't have to. I will ask Lincoln to send him to you." He said standing up. "I should get dressed and leave, I have things to take care of."
"But you haven't eaten anything."
"I am not hungry." He said and went to the bathroom.
As I was left alone everything started to sink in.
Klara, Lucian was going to marry Klara. I was going to share my husband with someone else and I couldn't do anything about it. I knew this day would come I just didn't know it would come this soon. I thought I could have Lucian to myself at least a few years.
Lucian walked out of the bathroom fully dressed but his hair still messy.
"I can brush your hair." I suggested standing up.
He looked at me confused.
"If you like."
He went to the dresser and sat in front of the mirror, then he watched my every movement in silence.
Picking the brush from the dresser I began to brush his hair. So soft, so smooth, I wanted to make a pillow of it.
"I think it's enough." He said after a while and stood up. Turning around he gazed into my eyes before leaning down and giving me a quick kiss.
"Thank you." He smiled and then left quickly.
I just stood there, surprised by the kiss. Why was I behaving like a little girl? It wasn't the first time we kissed but it still gave me a tingling feeling in my stomach.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." I called and shortly after Oliver walked in.
"Oliver."
"Your Highness," he greeted looking down.
"I am glad you are alright," I said walking closer but he quickly dropped to his knees.
"I am sorry, I failed to protect you."
"What are you doing?" I said shocked. "Stand up."
He slowly lift his head looking ashamed.
"It's not your fault, I was the one who insisted you take me out. I should apologize." I explained.
"No! Don't.!" He almost yelled. "It's my duty to protect you and I failed."
There was no point in arguing with him I thought.
"Alright," I said. "It's your fault but I forgive you if you help me."
He looked up surprised but then stood quickly up to his feet.
"Anything you need, I will do it for you."
"First I want you to be my person." His eyes widened. Him being my person meant that he would serve me before Lucian.
"Your Highness," he looked slightly confused.
"I am not telling you to betray His Highness, I am just saying you should serve me first. Didn't you say you would do anything for me?" He seemed to think for a while but then nodded.
"How may I help you?" He asked.
"I want you to help me stop His highness from marrying Klara."

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 32

His highness is going to marry Klara?" He asked surprised. I guess he didn't know about that.
"Yes. The king wants him to marry his sister in exchange for help."
"Oh…but how can I help you?" he asked.
I wasn't sure how either but I wanted to stop this.
"Your highness I just want to tell you that if you stop this we could all die."
"I know" I said quickly. "I want to stop this without us dying, that's why I need your help."
I hoped he could come up with something.
"There is only one way to stop this. It is to change Klaras mind about the marriage."
I knew that was the safest way but I knew it wouldn't be easy because Klara would do anything to get Lucian.
"How can we change her mind?"
"That...we will have to think about." He said thoughtful.
"What about other allies? Is there someone else who can help his highness?" I asked.
"No. You know prince Lucian has a reputation." He said. I knew what he meant.
Speaking of reputation, I still had to figure out what Lucian was. He couldn't be the devil's son because from what I learned when I was little the devil had no children. On the other hand when speaking spiritually if someone put their faith in Satan instead of God they become the children of the devil.
"Has his highness ever gone to church?" I asked. He was surprised by the sudden change of subject.
"I really don't know." He said.
"Alright. For now keep an eye on Klara. We might find something that can help us."
"I will." He said and left.
After he left I went to the mirror. The bruises on my face were still visible which meant I still couldn't leave the room. Sighing I sat down. I wanted to go out so badly, there was nothing I could do in here.
I tried to read for a while, looked outside the window, ate lunch, tried on different dresses, brushed my hair, tried to read again, ate dinner, wondered around the room, thought about Lucian for a while and now I was sitting on the bed sighing now and then while doing nothing. What a day? Totally wasted.
I fell back on the bed and stared at the Ceiling. What if Lucian was spending time with Klara while I was bored to death in here. Why could he never spend the day with me?
"Lucian where are you?" I whispered for some odd reason.
"Did you miss me wife?"
Startled I sat up on the bed. Lucian was standing next to the bed a smirk on his face.
"How did you come in?" I asked.
"Through the door." He said with an expression that said where else?
"I didn't hear you come in."
"That's because you were thinking about me." I tried not to blush.
"That's because you were gone the whole day and I was locked in here." I said.
"Not because you miss me?" He added. I could see he was enjoying this. Fine with me if he wanted to play.
"Did you miss me?" I asked.
His expression became serious as he walked to my side of the bed. Then he offered me his hand. As if my body controlled itself I grabbed it and he helped me up and pulled me closer gazing into my eyes . I did the same thing unable to looked away, his eyes were hypnotizing.
"I miss you even when you are this close." He said pulling me even closer. I could hear the sincerity in his voice but there was a sadness there too.
"So, now answer my question. Did you miss me or not?" He asked. So he wasn't giving up?
"Hmm...I don't know." I said teasingly. "I need to think."
He smiled devilishly. "Let me help you." He said as he slowly brushed the hair away from my neck. I instantly knew what he was going to do and I waited in anticipation, then he slowly leaned in and brushed his lips against my neck sending shivers down my spine.
"Now.." He breathed against my neck "Did you miss me now?"
How was this helping me think? It was doing the exact opposite. When I didn't respond because I could barely breath he kissed my neck gently slowly moving down to my shoulders and back up to my neck again.
I bit my lip to suppress a m.o.a.n and grabbed his shoulders to hold myself up as I became weak in the knees.
"Now?" he asked once again. "Did you miss me or not?"
"Yes" I breathed. "I miss you."
He pulled away and looked at me. I still felt dizzy from the kisses so I clutched on to him to hold myself up but even my arms felt numb. As if he knew he put his arm around my waist to help me stand on my feet but it only brought me closer to him. His warmth, his breath and most of all his scent, his spicy scent made me ache for more. I wanted more of his kisses.
"Remember you told me you wanted me for yourself?" He asked.
"Yes" I said as I tried to pull myself together.
"What if that doesn't happen?"
Then what? I really didn't know. I would live with a heartache for the rest of my life and probably die because of it.
I pulled myself away from his hold and tried to stand steadily.
"Did you say yes to the marriage?" I asked instead.
"No."
"But you will eventually say yes?"
He seemed to think for a while. I knew I was putting him in a difficult position. What man would want to die instead of having a second wife who was as beautiful as Klara.
"Never mind" I said sitting down on the bed.
I guess he wouldn't have given me an answer anyways because he quietly walked to his side of the bed and lay down.
I blew the candles out and went to sleep as well.
Lucian woke up and tried to blink a few times to see clearly but it was still dark. Strange. He had always been able to see clearly in darkness. He tried to move but realized he was tied to a chair. What was happening? Using his thoughts he tried to untie his hands but that didn't work either. Something was off.
"There is no need to try." A voice said that send chills down his spine. Lucian looked around trying to find who the voice belonged to but he saw no one.
"Who are you?" he hissed.
Slowly a figure appeared from the shadows. A tall man with long hair he could tell but he couldn't see his face.
"Tsk,tsk,tsk. I thought you were brave. I never thought you would hide somewhere instead of fighting." He said.
There was raw power in his voice. This person was clearly dangerous.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Who are you?" Lucian asked once again.
The man brought his hand up and seemed to look at his nails. They were sharp and long just like his, even longer.
"I am talking about the crown. You know you can't avoid to kill your brothers forever or they will kill you." He said.
Lucian tried to untie his hands again. He wasn't feeling safe with this man and how could he know all of this?
"Just who are…"
"That doesn't matter you fool." The man cut him off. No one had ever dared to call him fool, not even his own father.
The man laughed. What was he laughing about? Then he stopped abruptly.
"In times of danger you need to become the danger itself. Remember, fear... fear is the best way to control humans." He said. Was this man giving him advice? On what and why?
"What do you want?" Lucian said still confused how he got here and who this man could be.
"Hmm...will you give me what I want? That's nice of you. I will think about it then and tell you next time." He said turning around and walking away.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Lucian called but the man slowly disappeared in the darkness.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 33

Yawning I rubbed my eyes as I woke up. Strangely I slept well after such a long time. Could it be because Lucian was sleeping next to me? I looked over at Lucian and found myself admiring his beauty and wondering how someone can look as sinfully beautiful as he did. As usual I could only admire his beauty while his hypnotizing eyes were closed and again my fingers itched to touch him. No, I wouldn't make the mistake of touching him again while he was asleep. I had embarrassed myself enough last time. '
Only his hair. I would only touch his hair I convinced myself and slowly brought my fingers to touch his hair when he frowned. Was he waking up? His frowned got deeper and he mumbled something looking disturbed. Was he having a nightmare?
"Lucian?" I said carefully and tapped his shoulder but he didn't wake up.
"Who are you?" he hissed in his sleep.
"Lucian! Lucian! Wake up!" I said shaking him slightly.
His eyes shot open and he looked around confused.
"Lucian?"
"How?" he asked panting.
"How what?"
"How did I get here?" he asked sitting up.
"You never left. You were just having a nightmare"" I said softly. He shook his head as if he didn't believe me and then looked around confused again. He really needed to wake up.
I grabbed his face gentlyand made him look at me.
"Lucian... it was only a nightmare." I assured him. He considered what I said for a while then nodded like a lost child. I let go of his face and he lay back on bed with a sigh.
"Do you want to tell me about your dream?"
"No." he said.
I just nodded.
"Don't you have anywhere to go today?" I asked. He looked at me for a while.
"You want me to go?"
"No, it's just that you usually leave early." I said "and in a hurry."
Yes, he needed to leave and find Klara. Today he had to speak to her and solve the issue.
He wouldn't hurt Hazel, he didn't want to. He felt as if they bonded lately and he didn't want to break that bond.
"I'll Leave." he said standing up.
Hazel looked as if she was going to protest but didn't say anything.
Leaving the room he took a bath, quickly got dressed and was ready to leave when a few maids came in with breakfast.
"Won't you have breakfast?" asked Hazel as he was about to leave.
"No." He said and headed for the door when Hazel grabbed his wrist.
"Will you come early then tonight? I want to have dinner with you." All he heard was tonight, want and have. God, he was losing it.
He took a deep breath "Yes, I will." He said and tried to get away fast but she still held his wrist.
"What happened to your wrist?" she asked looking at it. He brought his arm up to take a look. There were red marks on both his wrist as if he had been tied.
Tied?
He instantly stiffened. It wasn't a dream, he knew it. He had been in that dark room with that strange man.
"Hazel? Are you sure I was here the whole night?" he asked.
"I think so, I never heard you go out. Why?" she asked worried.
"Nothing." He said and tried to smile. He didn't want her to worry.
"I'll see you tonight" He said and left.
"Lincoln?"
"Yes, Your highness."
"Did I ever leave my room last night?" Lucian asked.
"No Your highness. You never left."
Lucian stopped in his tracks. He was sure he had met that strange man but how without leaving the room?
"Is something wrong Your highness?"
"No." He said and continued walking.
"Your highness, have you decided about the marriage yet?"
"I am not going to marry Klara." Lucian said.
"But Your highness…"
"Don't .." He cut him off. He didn't want to hear about what would happen if he didn't marry Klara. He already knew the risks.
He went to the garden where he guessed she would be training but she was having tea with her sister instead.
"Good morning" he greeted as he neared their table.
"Good morning prince Lucian." Astrid replied with a joyful smile.
Klara put her teacup down and smiled at him as well.
"May I borrow you for a while?" He said reaching his hand toward her. He could hear her heart speeding up as she took his hand.
"Of course." She smiled then looked at her sister before she followed him.
He led her through the garden until he found a peaceful place where he could speak to her.
"The king suggested I take you as my wife." He began. She looked at him with a shy smile. "But I can't" he said.
The smile disappeared from her face and confusion appeared in her sapphire blue eyes.
"Why?" she asked.
"My wife won't like that." He said simply.
"And you?"
"I wouldn't like that either."
"Why? What is wrong with me?" She asked.
"There is nothing wrong with you. You are perfectly fine but I am happy with my wife and I don't want to change that."
"I don't want you to change that either. I just want to be next to you. Unlike your wife I can be a great support. I know how to fight and I know war strategies and my brother is a king."
He knew what she meant. Yes she would be a great help and he needed it know but Hazel was his priority. He wanted to make her happy.
"I know, but would you really be happy being a second wife?"
"I would be happy as long as I am your wife." She said.
" Lucian...I... I .." Her eyes darted around avoiding his. "I love you."
His eyes widened. That came as a surprised. He knew she liked him, desired him but loved him? He never thought she would use that word.
"I fell in love with you from the first time you held my hand in that battlefield instead of killing me and I loved you even more when you gave me your sword to protect myself and after that I just kept falling deeper and deeper." She said taking a few steps closer to him.
This wasn't going the way he hoped it would.
"Lucian…" she said taking his hand "I am not telling you to love me. Just have me, half of me, a piece of me, anything, but just have something."
If only Hazel had said so…
He pulled his hand away.
"I am sorry, but I can't." He said. Her eyes hardened.
"And I can't let you go." She said. This was bad. So bad, but he just turned around and walked away.
"My lady, Princess Klara is here to meet you."
Klara was here? Why? I looked myself in the mirror. I had put on some makeup with the help of a maid so the bruises were barely visible today.
"Let her come in?" I said. Shortly after Klara came into the room.
"Good afternoon, princess Hazel." She greeted without a smile.
"Good afternoon" I replied in the same manner. "Please have a seat." I said politely.
"No thank you. I will leave soon. I just came here to tell you that you are very selfish."
"Excuse me?" I said both shocked and confused that she said that to me.
"I know you want your husband for yourself, but if he dies you can't have him at all. It seems you don't care, you are putting him in danger for selfish reasons."
Alright wait. How could she say that to me?
"And you? Are you not selfish who wants someone who is already married?"
"I fell in love with Lucian before you even met him. I loved him despite the rumors about him. Can you say the same thing? You probably feared him and kept your distance."
I didn't know what to say. She was right, I was afraid but still even if she loved him first he was my husband.
"Besides unlike you I am willing to share him with you. That's because I know he cares about you and I care about him. Would you be able to do that for him? If I was selfish would I do that? " She asked.
"No I wouldn't." She said answering her own question. "I would make him leave you then marry me." She said in a tone that told me she could do that if she wanted. Chills went down my spine and I stood there unable to reply.
She walked closer and stood right infront of me.
"I can do anything and everything for him. Can you? I can help him become a king, I can fight by his side in a war and when he comes home I can be the woman to comfort him. I can give myself to him body, heart and soul. You…,you can't even give him your body?"
How did she know? And how dare she? I clenched my fist, how I just wanted to slap her.
She smirked.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 34

I...I was a bad wife, a useless one. Yes, I never gave anything to Lucian and there was nothing I could give him now either, on top of that because of my selfishness I could cause his death.
Klara was right, I didn't even offer him my body and got angry when he went to someone else. I was indeed selfish. I didn't have the right to be angry when he never got angry with me for not sleeping with him. The only thing I have done so far is being scared or jealous.
What really have I done for him? What great have I done so that I could tell him not to marry someone else because I am good enough? I couldn't say that because I wasn't.
"My lady? Are you alright? You look very pale." The maid who brushed my hair asked.
"I am alright." I said.
"Should I bring dinner? Maybe you are hungry."
"No I am fine. I'll go to sleep."
I was running in the middle of the night through the dark woods where I could barely see where I was going, but I didn't care. I had to run if I wanted to survive, if I wanted to see Lucian again.
"Kill her!"
I was running barefoot and my feets were bleeding and hurting but I couldn't stop since I could here they were close. I had to run faster or they would catch me.
"There she is! Bring her!"
No no no! please!!
I tried to run faster but my feet and lungs gave in and I fell to the ground.
The footsteps were very close and shortly after two hands grabbed my arms and dragged me on the floor.
"Your majesty, I got her." A man said.
"Good" A woman's voice said. "Love? We found her. What should we do with her?"
A tall man appeared from the shadows and put his arm around the womans waist.
"Do wherever you want with her." He said in a voice that sent chills down my spine. Then he looked at me his eyes burning with what looked like the flames of hellfire.
"Fine kill her!" The woman said as her lips twisted into an evil smile.
The tall man walked toward me and crouched to my level. Grabbing my chin he lift my head up.
"I am sorry love, but you are not good enough." He whispered before he stood up and turned around to leave.
"Please Lucian, please don't leave me." I called but he didn't even look back.
"Lucian! Lucian!! Please don't leave.Don't leave me."
Suddenly it was day and I was running again. Petrified but not for my life but for someone else's.
"Nooo!!" I screamed as I ran toward Lucian who was sitting on his knees with his hands tied behind his back. He looked at me his eyes filled with hatred. A guard with a sword stood behind him ready to execute him anytime.
"Noo.." I screamed crying and running toward him but someone grabbed me by the arm.
"Let go!" I screamed.
"Stop it!" Klara said holding me still. "It is all your fault, I told you, you would get him killed." As she said the word killed the sound of a sword cutting through flesh and and the smell of blood made my heart stop.
"No…no no noooo!!"
Lucian heard Hazel's scream and run to the chamber as fast as he could. He threw the door open and found Hazel sitting on the bed her cheeks wet with tears and eyes wide in fear and confusion.
When she caught sight of him.
"Lucian!" She said breathless and ran toward him enveloping him in a tight hug. He put his arms around her small figure and held her close while he stroke her back.
She began to sob in his arms. She must have had the worst nightmare.
"Shh..It's alright. I am here now." He whispered, but she only hugged him tighter.
"Please don't leave." She cried.
"I won't." He said.
After holding her for a while till she calmed down then he gathered her in his arms and carried her to bed. She still held on to him as if she was scared he would disappear into thin air. He slowly laid her down on bed and led next to her still holding her in his arms.
He wanted to ask her about her dream but he wanted to give her the chance to tell him first. Or maybe she didn't want to talk about it at all. What had scared her so?
If there was one reason he wanted the crown it would be to give Hazel a good life. He wanted to be able to give her anything she asks for, he wanted to make her smile and love her till she had enough. Otherwise he had no desire to become a king. He actually wanted to try and live freely like a normal man in a small house with his wife and children.
Wake up, kiss his wife and children goodmorning then leave for work and when he comes back tired have dinner with his family while talking about pleasant thing. Then he would take his children to bed and kiss them goodnight but his wife, he would do more then kissing. He would make love to her all night long.
But he knew none of this would happen. He would either get killed or become a king. And when he grows old while ebing busy ruling the kingdom his children would fight for the throne and kill each other.
The thought brought great pain to his chest.
He looked at Hazel, she had gone back to sleep breathing peacefully. He listened to her breathing , it always made him calm and slowly he fell asleep as well.
I woke up in morning my cheek pressed against Lucian chest. The sound of his steady heartbeat and the feeling of his arms around me making me want this moment to last forever. Slowly the peace I felt began to fade as memories of the nightmare from last night came back. It felt like a stab in the heart and I sat up quickly. As if Lucian was never sleeping he sat up right after me.
"Is something wrong?" He asked.
I just shook my head and he drew me into his arms. I had to let him marry Klara. Yes the thought of sharing him with someone else was unbearable but the thought of losing him completely, the thought of causing his death just like in my dream, I shuddered at the memory, that would kill me.
"Lucian?"
"Yes"
"I don't mind you marrying Klara."

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 35

Lucian should feel relieved but he didn't. He was bothered, extremely bothered. Why wouldn't hazel mind if he married Klara? Didn't she like him anymore?
After she told him she didn't mind she had left him there, confused. Something was going on with her and he didn't know what. It made him nervous. He sighed in frustration.
"Is something bothering you?" Lincoln asked.
"Any news?" Lucian asked in return ignoring his question. His youngest brothers Peter and Nathaniel died. Peter killed Nathaniel and then Peter got killed by Adam. Some say Adam killed them both.
Pierre might be sly and cruel but Adam was purely evil. He was the one who bullied him the most when they were younger.
"I think Adam is working with Pierre. Pierre must have promised him something." Lucian already knew Pierre was using Adam and as soon as he is finished with him he could kill him, but Adam was probably thinking that he was the one using Pierre. Lucian knew that Pierre was not the type to trust anyone even if they were trustworthy. Besides, Pierre has the army's support since he is the crown prince and many allies thanks to his many wives. Defeating him wouldn't be easy. In fact, it was almost impossible.
Of course, he could just burn the whole battlefield but then people would be terrified and turn against him. People are scared of what they don't understand and since they already believe he is the son of the devil they would see that as a confirmation of the rumor and try to get rid of him. He couldn't rule a kingdom where everyone was trying to get rid of him. Besides he never tried to burn a whole battlefield before so he didn't know if he was powerful enough to do that.
Lucian sighed again. Maybe he should escape somewhere far with hazel and live a normal life. He wondered if she would agree to it.
"Your Highness, if I may suggest something. I Believe it's best if you marry Klara and take the throne as fast as possible. Many people are suffering and dying because of the war and... and I fear for our families. Your brother is looking for our families to threaten us with them."
Lucian cursed under his breath. Pierre and his dirty tricks. If he escaped with Hazel his men and their families would suffer. He felt conflicted. He had to do something, he had to make a decision, but first, he needed to speak to hazel.
"My lady? Lunch is ready."
"Take it back. I am not hungry." I said laying on the bed. I had been laying there since morning, I felt like doing nothing. It was as if my body was drained of all energy. I felt lifeless.
"But My lady. You look very pale, you should eat something." She insisted.
"I agree." Lucian's voice said from nearby.
I moved my head and looked up to find him towering over me.
"I am not hungry," I said. He narrowed his gaze then frowned.
"You may leave," He told the maid his eyes never leaving me.
"I came here to eat with you. Are you not hungry?" He then asked.
"No."
"Thirsty?"
"No."
"Do you want me to take you out?" I would usually get excited to go out but I didn't.
"No."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No."
"Do you want me to make love to you?"
"N..." startled at the question I looked up at him.
"No?" He asked raising an eyebrow.
For some reason, my heart stopped for a moment and I forgot to breathe when he chuckled.
"Don't worry. I don't want to make love to a ghost because that's what you look like right now so you better eat something." He smirked.
Sitting at the table and tried to eat something but felt sick. Nothing tasted good. I could see Lucian wasn't eating much either and had a concerned look on his face. We didn't say much to each other while eating, there was some kind of uncomfortable silence between us.
Suddenly Lucian stretched his arm from across the table and put his hand on my forehead.
"You don't look well." He said with a slightly worried expression.
"I am alright," I said.
"If you were alright you wouldn't tell me to marry Klara.I still don't understand." He said frowning.
"What is the chance of you winning this war if you don't marry Klara?" I asked instead.
"I don't want to scare you but very little." He said.
"Then you should marry her if you want to win."
"I just want you to be safe. I don't care about the crown."
"If you want me to be safe and if you want to be safe you should marry Klara. I am not saying I like it, I just think it's the right thing to do at this moment." While saying all this I felt like bursting into tears but I told myself that most men have several wives. It was a normal thing and Lucian would have gotten another wife sooner or later anyway. So why not now if it meant saving his life.
"I already told Klara no." He said and that's when my heart stopped for real. My dream was becoming true. We were in this bloodthirsty kings kingdom, in his home without weapons or any kind of protection and Lucian had said not to his sister. My heart started to beat again but it was beating in my ears this time. It was only a matter of time before the bloodthirsty king spills some blood. Lucian blood.
"Why did you say no?" I asked rising from my seat. He looked at me confused again.
"I thought you would be happy about that."
"Well, I am not. Do you want to die?" I almost yelled. He stood up from his seat as well.
"I won't die Hazel."
"Yes, you will." I cut him off panic clear in my voice. He slowly walked to my side as if approaching a scared cat. "You should go back now and tell her yes," I said pointing at the door.
"No, I won't." He said calmly then grabbing my arms he slowly pulled me in for a hug.
"Lucian you should..." I began trying to knock some sense into his head but he cut me off.
"Shh...I won't die I promise," he said stroking my back in a way that calmed me down but in this quiet room I dreadingly waited for the door to swing open with a crushing sound and find the Rasmus standing there with his men behind him and a sword in his hand and just as I imagined I heard the door swing open with a crushing sound.
My heart stopped and I quickly pulled myself from Lucian hold to see death waiting at the door.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 36

Death doesn't knock on the door and waits to get invited. It usually comes unexpected and without permission takes what it came for.
I quickly placed myself in front of Lucian as if I could protect him from what was about to happen, but to my surprise nor did death knock on the door nor did it come. Instead several of Lucians men almost threw themselves in front of our feet.
"Your Highness, we apologize for our rudeness but please help us. The crown prince has taken our families as hostages." One of them said. I looked worriedly at Lucian but he was calm as usual.
"Your Highness, I beg of you to let us go and save our families." another one pleaded.
Lincoln came into the room looking furious.
"What are you doing?" He yelled at the men. "Get up on your feet and apologize to his highness if you care to live."
"It's alright Lincoln." Lucian said calmly. "You may leave to save your families," he told the men.
I looked surprised at Lucian. He was about to let half of his men go which meant he had almost no protection now against the cruel king. Not that he had any good protection, to begin with.
I didn't expect any less from his cruel brother. Of course, distracting Lucians men was the perfect way to get to him. Once his men go back to Decresh to save their families Pierre would hunt them down and torture them until they tell him where he can find Lucian. It was the perfect plan.
Lucians men stared surprised at him as well but then quickly got to their feet and hurried away.
"Your Highness, this is not good," Lincoln said looking very disappointed and worried.
Yes, this was very bad and it would get much worse very soon. My stomach twisted in fear. I needed to do something.
"What will you do now?" I asked Lucian once Lincoln left us alone.
"I don't know." He said pacing back and forth.
"I know," I said. " You need to say yes to Klara."
He looked at me for a while, his eyes piercing into mine before he left the room without a word.
Without waiting I quickly made my way to Klara's room. I had no time to waste. Now the danger was closer than ever and I needed to take action this time.
"My Lady, princess Hazel is here to see you." The guard outside her room informed. Shortly after the door opened and the guard gestured for me to enter.
Klara was sitting in a chair near the window with a book in her hand. Putting the book on a table nearby she stood up from her seat and smiled as she approached me.
"Welcome, Hazel. You came sooner than I expected." She smiled. She must be enjoying this I thought but I held my head high.
"Are you alright? You don't look well." She asked nonchalantly.
"I know. You, on the other hand, look very beautiful My Lady. I wonder how Lucian was able to turn down your proposal." I said pretending to be thoughtful
Her eyes hardened.
"Don't worry," I said waving my hand. " I was the one holding him back but I won't anymore." She needed to know that even if she got Lucian I was the one in control.
She looked stoned for a moment but then smiled.
"You made a good decision Hazel and saved your husband a lot of trouble. Now see what magic I will do for him."
She was mocking me but I didn't care.
"Whatever you do I hope you do it fast. His brothers will find him soon."
"Don't worry. Nobody touches what's mine." She smirked. She was already calling him hers. I clenched my fists to not slap her out of sheer reflex.
Leaving her room I walked through the halls feeling defeated. You did good Hazel, it was the right thing to do, it was the only thing to do, I tried to console myself. As I was lost in my thoughts I almost bumped into the king.
"Your majesty," I said surprised that I stood so close to him staring into his deep ocean blue eyes.
"My Lady, is all well?" He asked.
"Yes, your majesty."
"Are you sure? Draco didn't seem to be in a good mood." He smiled.
Draco?
"Your majesty? If I am wrong excuse me but doesn't Draco mean dragon and not the devil?" I asked. " I read it somewhere," I added when he narrowed his gaze.
"You are not wrong. But do you know how dragons look like?"
"I read they look like big snakes." I said.
"Who made Adam and Eve eat the forbidden fruit?"
The story of Adam and Eve. I had heard about it even though it was a long time ago. If I remember correctly it was the devil disguised as a snake who made them eat the forbidden fruit.Therefore snakes were associated with the devil or with evil deeds. But I still couldn't understand what the connection between the dragon and the devil was.
"Have you studied the bible, my lady?"
"Not really." I said,
"If you are really curious you should. Especially the Devils story." He smiled.
"Do you really think Lucian is the Devil?" I asked.
"You tell me, you are his wife. I am really curious to know."
"You want my husband to marry princess Klara. Why if I may ask Your Majesty?"
"Why not?"
"She won't be a first wife. Why would you want that for your sister?"
"I don't care about those stupid things. I care about my sister's happiness." He said.
What about mine? Of course, he didn't care about my happiness but was there someone who did?
"By the way, I don't mind you standing so close to me but I am sure your husband wouldn't like that." He smiled and I realized I was still standing very close to him.
I took a few steps back and gave him a meek smile before excusing myself and leaving.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 37

"Who are you?" I asked the maid who made the room look like heaven. It smelled so fresh, like flowers starting to bloom in the spring. I could also smell the scent of cinnamon tea combined with something else I couldn't tell, but it smelled delicious.
"I am your new maid. My name is Irene My Lady" she said curtising.
"Where is Audrey?" I asked. Audrey was my maid. She was young nice girl whom I liked very much. I didn't want a new maid.
"She has been transferred to Princess Klara quartered, My Lady." The maid said.
Klara. I was tired of hearing her name.
Sighing I took my robe off and sat at the table where the scent of the delicious tea was coming from.
"Would you like some tea, My Lady?" Irene asked. I couldn't say no because I really wanted to taste this tea and see if it tasted as delicious as it smelled.
"Yes," I said. She poured me the tea and handed it to me with a smile.
"It will help you relax, My Lady." She said.
As I was about to drink the tea I got suspicious. I didn't know this maid and she came suddenly and is pouring me some tea. Why did the sudden change of maids happen? Was Klara up to something?
"Would you like me to drink it first?" Irene asked when she noticed my suspicion.
"Yes." I said and handed her the tea. She took a sip and smiled.
"Drink it all." I said. I didn't know why I was being like that but this Irene, there was just something about her that didn't feel quite right.
She emptied the cup and put it down.
"Would you like some now, My Lady?" She asked and I could hear the amus.e.m.e.nt in her voice.
I tried to look her in the eyes but I couldn't. I don't know why? It was as if her emerald eyes could see through me and into my soul. It was as if she knew my deepest secrets and desires.
She was beautiful but in a different way and her long thick black hair reminded me of Lucians. She looked young but her eyes held some kind of wisdom beyond years.
"No." I said standing up. "You may leave."
The maid left me alone and I paced back and forth in the room trying to come up with a way to help Lucian. Really, I was useless just like Klara said.
"My Lady, Oliver is here to see you." Irene called from outside.
"Let him in." I called back. I hoped he wasn't bringing more bad news.
Oliver walked in fully wearing his military attire.
"My Lady, I am here to deliver a message from His Highness. He left the castle and will be gone for a while."
"Where did he go? How long will he be gone?" I asked.
"I don't know where but he will be gone for a few days." Days? It meant he left Gatrish.
Did he go to Decresh? No, he wouldn't be foolish to do so.
"If there is anything you need just send a word and I'll be here." He said and left.
As if the time refused to move the day went by very slow, with me thinking and worrying too much. It reminded me of my wedding day. I had a knot in my stomach that refused to go away and that's exactly how I was feeling today.
My gaze fell on Irene who was making the bed. She was beautiful with her dark hair and flawless skin, and those eyes, they were mesmerizing. How come someone as beautiful as her still be working as a maid? The bloodthirsty king should have made her his mistress by now.
"Are you married?" I asked.
"No, My Lady but I am not innocent." I just hoped it wasn't the king who took her innocence.
"Do you have someone you love?" Her lips curved into a smile and her eyes twinkled.
"Yes, I do My lady. Very much." She seemed to be deeply in love.
"But I am sure, My lady is more in love than I am." She added.
"And how would you know?" I asked amused. She stopped making the bed and looked my way.
"I know a lot of things, My Lady." She said with a serious tone.
"Things like what?"
"You are married but still innocent, My Lady and your husband might take another wife soon and you are worried but you don't know what to do. But I know what you should do." She said.
I felt my cheeks heat because of embarrassment and anger. Who was she trying to fool? It was probably Klara who told her about me being innocent.
"Did Klara tell you this?" I asked my tone harsh.
"No, My Lady." She said not fazed by my harsh tone at all. She put the pillows in place as she was done making the bed then looked at me " Do you want me to comb your hair my lady?"
I noticed that she had the same tone the whole time she spoke and she spoke so confidently. Maids were usually nervous, especially if they were new. They always spoke a little while being very careful what to say but this woman didn't seem the least nervous or scared.
"If Klara didn't tell you then how did you know?"
"I know you have a birthmark on your inner thigh and that you once fell and almost broke your leg when you tried to escape your home at night."
How did she know that? These were things only I knew and maybe Lydia and Ylva, so how did she know?
"What are you?" I said without thinking. Why did I ask something so strange? Of course, she was a woman what else could she be?
"I think a witch is what you call us, but of course I don't like to call myself that."
"Witch?" I was confused. I had heard that witches do exist but most of them live hiding their identity because they would be killed if found. If she really was a witch why would she be telling me that?
"Yes My lady."
"Why would you tell me if you really are a witch?"
"As I said before My Lady, I know things and I know I can trust you."
I somehow believed her words, maybe because I had already sensed from the beginning that something about her was different. Her eyes, it was difficult to look into her eyes, it was like being exposed when you looked into them.
"Your hair is beautiful my lady?" she smiled as she brushed my hair. She was even more beautiful when smiling
"Not as nearly as yours." I said.
"You are very kind My Lady."
She helped me get out of my dress and put my nightgown on then she left me with a good night.
The next day she was already present when I woke up.
"Good morning, My Lady. The bath is ready."
I went through the same routine I did every day. Bathing, putting on new clothes, brushing my hair then eating breakfast. After that, I asked Irene to bring me the bible. I was really curious to know the connection between the devil and the dragon.
Irene came back with the bible and I quickly began to read.
In the Bible, the dragon was the devil and he came to earth to deceive and destroy.
"And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him."
"Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth."
The day I was kidnapped the men were on fire out of nowhere but I had a feeling it was Lucian's doing. I remember the satisfaction in his eyes as he watched them burn. I shivered at the memory. And there was no doubt he slit the other man's throat with his claws since he didn't have any weapons and the voices in my head, and his red eyes, even his normal eyes were different. Still, he couldn't be the devil or his son, could he? Yes, he was extremely frightening sometimes but he wasn't evil.
I closed the Bible and put it aside. Whatever he was it didn't matter I told myself.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 38

Lucian had been gone for four days now and Irene and I got pretty close. She was a very honest person, never scared to say her opinions and I felt some kind of connection with her. It was as if she could understand me and what I was going through. Strange, because I was sure that she couldn't have gone through what I did, although she might have gone through worse.
As days went by I really admired her more and more. She was a beauty with brains, very smart with her words and very graceful with everything else she did. But I was still doubtful and didn't trust her entirely. Not that she did something suspicious, I just wanted to be careful.
Thanks to her the days didn't seem awfully long anymore, we would chat and laugh and unlike many maids, she had a genuine laugh, not a forced one. You could see she laughed because she wanted to and not because she was scared to offend me.
My thought slowly drifted to Lucian. Even though I liked Irene's company I still missed Lucian.
"His Highness is alright." Irene said pouring me her delicious tea. "He will be back very soon."
I didn't even bother to ask how she knew. She just knew things and they were always true.
"Irene?"
"Yes, My lady?"
"You said you knew what I should do. What should I do?" I asked.
"Let me tell you what Klara will do first." she said taking a seat in front of me.
"When she marries his highness she will try to bear him a child as soon as possible. The wife that gives birth to the king's first son runs the inner court which means you will lose all your power, furthermore her children will become a threat to yours especially when they get older. What you need to do is to bear his highness a child which means you can't remain innocent anymore."
I never thought that far. Klara wasn't only a threat to me but she would be a threat to my children as well. As if she knew that I was feeling threatened "Don't be bothered by her, My Lady. You have something she doesn't and it is your husband's heart and trust."
Heart? Did Lucian love me? I knew he cared about me a lot and he even told me he wanted me but he never said he loved me.
Oliver came to the garden where we were sitting.
"My Lady, His Highness is coming back tonight." He said. I looked at Irene and she gave me a smile that said I told you.
As the sun went down I got more and more nervous and excited. I had bathed in flower-scented water and washed my hair with scented soaps and oils. Irene brushed my hair and put some paint on my lips, then she brought me a beautiful satin nightgown decorated with lace and made me wear it.
"You look beautiful My Lady." She said looking at me satisfied.
"I...I don't know what to do." I said nervously. She walked closer and took my hands in hers.
"You don't have to do anything when you look this beautiful." She said "You just relax. There is a big chance nothing will happen tonight. His Highness will probably be very tired after such a long journey. I just prepared you in case"
She suddenly looked at the window. "He is here. I leave you now." She said letting go of me. I swallowed nervously as she left me alone.
It felt like hours before I heard the cracking sound of the door opening and shortly after Lucians stood there. Without thinking I ran and enveloped him in a hug surprising myself and him.
He wrapped his arms around me as he chuckled.
"I should leave often if I will get hugs like these," he said.
He smelled so good, like spices as usual. Before melting in his embrace and getting lost in his scent I pulled myself away from him. I had almost forgotten how sinfully beautiful he was. His black hair fell gracefully over his broad shoulders as he watched me with those mesmerizing eyes of his, and those lips. I tried not to think of how they felt on mine, or maybe I should.
Slowly a smile curved his lips as he noticed me staring at him.
"Where were you?" I asked trying to think straight. The smile on his face disappeared.
"Let's not talk about it." He said walking past me and to the bed. He began to take his military attire off.
"I was worried. You have no weapons and you just left." I said. He didn't say anything but he clenched his jaw. He was clearly upset about something so I didn't push any further.
"How do I look?" I asked instead. Irene had made me look seductive but I didn't know if it was working. He stopped in his track and let his eyes sweep over my body quickly as if he couldn't decide whether to look or not before he returned to take his clothes off looking more upset.
"You look beautiful," he said avoiding to look at me. I walked closer but I almost felt him stiffen at my approach so I stopped.
"Didn't you miss me?" I said in barely a whisper afraid to hear his answer. Why was I asking such questions? It was unlike me.
He closed his eyes and inhaled sharply.
"I did, I am just tired, Hazel." He said sounding slightly irritated. What had I done to make him angry? I was confused. "Will you blow the candles off I need some sleep."
Lucian tried to focus on anything but Hazel laying next to him on the bed. He felt like the worst person on earth every time he disappointed her. But he just couldn't give her what she wanted especially not tonight when his demon was right on the surface. He had killed too many people these last days and seen to much blood and suffering. Yes, he even killed his own brother Adam. He felt both disgusted and dirty, but if he had to kill his brothers to protect Hazel then he would.
Hazel, he clenched his teeth harder. She smelled so good and felt so warm and soft as he held her in his arms earlier. And her sweet voice, how could he ignore her? He knew that he couldn't avoid her forever but he wanted to be with her at least when his demon was at his best.
As soon as she fell asleep he left the room. Finally, his body could relax and he could breathe. He needed some kind of release, he was on the edge of losing his mind.
While walking through the dark halls he felt someone follow him. Looking back he saw nothing and continued walking. He still felt as if someone was following him. He stopped and looked behind him.
"Whoever you are, show yourself," Lucian said. He heard a chuckle before the figure of a man appeared from the shadows. He was wearing all black making his long silver hair stand out even more. His eyes were as dark as his gaze and his skin so pale he wondered if this man ever walked in the sun. He looked frightening yet...beautiful.
"We meet again." The man said and Lucian instantly recognized his voice. It was the man from his dream.

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 39

"Who are you?" Lucian asked. The man walked closer.
"You should ask what I am instead." He said. The man was tall slightly taller than him and Lucian could feel the power coming from him.
"Are you like me?" Lucian asked remembering the man's claws.
"And what are you?" The man said. That was a good question. Lucian didn't really know what he was. All he knew was that he was different.
"I don't know."
The man narrowed his dark eyes, They were frightening.
"I am not like you." The man said. "But I am not here to tell you what I am. If you want to win this war you need to stop being softhearted. You need to do whatever you need to do"
"Why would you care about me winning this war?" Lucian asked.
"I really don't care, I just don't like your brothers." He said.
"Do you know my brothers?"
"Yes." He said with a sigh as if he was tired of all the questions, still, Lucian couldn't stop himself from asking.
"How do you know them? How did you enter the castle?"
"If I can enter your dreams it's not that difficult to enter a castle." He said then looked me up and down and shook his head.
"Tsk, tsk. Don't fight your demon too much, accept it instead." He smiled then just like that he disappeared into thin air.
"Wait!" How did he know about his demon?
"My Lady?" I opened my eyes slowly and looked directly into Irene's. "It's late you should wake up."
I sat up on the bed and yawned while rubbing my eyes. Irene smiled at my action.
"You are like a little cat." she said.
"I like cats." I smiled. " I wish I had one."
I looked to my left. Lucian was gone.
"His Highness was probably tired last night." She said trying to comfort me.
"I don't think he wants me." I said. Even though he had told me he wanted me but every time we kissed he almost got sick and distanced himself from me. Maybe I was just bad at it.
"Of course he wants you. A man would be blind not to."
"You are just being kind." I said climbing down from the bed and heading to the bathroom.
"You know I am very honest My Lady." Yes she was but she was kind too.
"I just don't know what to do to...to..."
"To seduce a man?" She finished.
"To make him want me." I corrected but that made her laugh.
"It's the same thing My Lady." Yes, Of course.
I took my nightgown off and walked into the hot water.
"Don't worry. I will teach you everything you need, My lady."
I sat on the bed, watched Irene and listened while she gave me advice on what do to all while showing me.
"First, pretend like you are not even trying to seduce him. So when he comes back sit in front of the mirror and pretend like you are preparing to go to sleep." She sat in front of the mirror and picked up a brush and began to brush her hair.
"Start brushing your hair and putting oils onto your skin. When putting oils on your arms, neck and shoulders do it slowly and make sure he sees you." She removed the hair from her neck and caressed her neck slowly moving down to her shoulder and further down her arm with fluid movements.
"You should even try to lift your dress and put some oil on your legs. Try to talk to him while you do all these things to grab his attention." She said. She put her leg on the footstool the she lift her dress slowly and began to massage her leg. "Like this," She said running her hands up and down her leg. I couldn't help but giggle. Was I really going to do that?
"Smile while you talk to him and speak in a low voice." She said lowering her voice " and blink with your eyes a few times while you speak."
She looked like a seductress who wasnรคt even trying to seduce someone. If I did what she was doing I would look clumsy and foolish.
"What should I talk to him about?" I asked.
"Anything pleasant, something that will lighten his mood." I nodded and she went on telling me a few other things I could do if the first things didn't work out.
"If you want to seduce him then you need to seduce his senses, what he sees, hears and smells. If he likes what he sees, hears and smells then he is all yours."
"Irene?"
"Yes, My Lady."
"The person you love, are you together," I asked.
"Yes, My Lady." She smiled.
"Can I meet him sometime?" I was really curious to know the kind of man she fell in love with. Whoever he was, he was lucky to have a beautiful and smart woman like her.
"Of course My Lady. If that's what you want." then she suddenly looked at the door.
"His Highness is on his way I'll leave you alone." She said and left. I really wanted to know how she knew these kinds of things.
After a while, Lucian opened the door and entered while I was still sitting on the bed. I could feel my heart speeding up a little as he ran his fingers through his hair and smiled at me.
"Good morning wife." He seemed to be in a better mood but I was still a bit hurt by his actions last night.
"Good morning."
"Did you have breakfast?" He asked, slowly walking closer. It was actually in the middle of the day, time to eat lunch but I woke up late.
"Yes." I replied. He walked even closer until he stood a bit from where I was sitting. I looked up to meet his gaze as he looked down at me. Would I really be able to seduce this man? I wasn't as seductive or nearly as beautiful as Irene. What if I made a fool of myself?
He put his hand below my ear and caressed my cheek with his thumb.
"Hazel." He said his voice soft and warm like the summer breeze.
"Yes." His thumb traveled to my lips.
"Don't ever think I don't want you," He said his voice low. "I do but I am afraid to hurt you."
Something dark flickered through his eyes as he continued "You know I can."
Why was he trying to frighten me?
"But you wouldn't." I said.
He lowered himself until his face was close to mine.
"Yes, I would if was in the mood to do so." He said his breath fanning my face. "So don't ever try and seduce me again because these days I am in the mood to hurt someone."
Now, I wasn't listening to what he was saying because his face was so close, his lips so close that if a leaned in just a bit they would touch mine.
"Are you listening Hazel?"
"No," I whispered surprised by the need I heard in my own voice.
He pulled away and stood straight again. Then he looked at me with a serious expression.
"Yes, I listened. But you won't hurt me. I know." I said. I don't why he believed he would hurt me.
He looked at me for a while in silence before he spoke.
"I killed Adam. I killed my brother Adam."

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MARRIED TO THE DEVIL’S SON

VOLUME 1 CHAPTERS 40

I stiffened. I don't know why. I knew he would kill his brothers sooner or later so why was I surprised? Now I understood why he was in such a bad mood last night. He must have been feeling terrible.
"Are you alright?" I asked standing up which brought us even closer to each other.
"Yes, Hazel. I am perfectly fine. I don't even regret it, it is a part of me to kill. Do you know how many people these hands have killed with ease?" He asked holding up his hands.
" I don't even need weapons to kill. I have killed far more people with my bare hands then a sword."
Why was he doing this? Why was he trying to intimidate me?
"Why are you trying to scare me?"
"I am not." He said grabbing my arms and pulling me closer gently. "I don't want you to be scared. I just want you to be careful."
"Of what?"
His eyes bored into mine.
"Of me. If you ever feel that I am acting different or aggressive then just go far away from me."
Far away? No, I wouldn't. In fact, I wouldn't listen to anything he just said and I would still seduce him tonight.
Lucian could see a mischievousness in Hazel's eyes. She wasn't taking him seriously and yes, in a normal case he would love to be seduced by her but now, his demon was hungrier and angrier than ever.
First, he needed to figure out a safe way to be with Hazel.
"Your Highness, Princess Klara is here to meet you." A guard called from the outside.
Lucian exchanges a few looks with Hazel and then let her decide. She looked at him for a moment before she told the guard to let Klara in.
Klara walked in, her face shining with happiness.
"Princess Hazel, Prince Lucian, I hope I am not disturbing you." She said.
Lucian looked at Hazel, "No you are not, please come in." Hazel smiled but he knew it wasn't genuine.
Klara took a few steps forward and her gaze landed on Hazel questioningly.
"I came here to remind you of what we spoke about last time," Klara said carefully.
Lucian got a bad feeling about this and he gave Hazel a questioning look. She looked back at him with pleading eyes and he instantly knew what this was about. She wanted him to marry Klara. He had already been in a very bad mood these days, now he was fuming with anger. He really felt like spilling someone's blood.
Klara sensed the tension between them so she made a move first.
"I have got your weapons." She said and a guard came in with Lucian's weapons. "All your men have got their weapons back too. Is there anything else you would like me to do?" She was already showing her authority.
Hazel looked at him and he gave her a warning look. He wanted her to be the person to say no but she looked stubbornly at him.
"If you don't mind, I would like to speak to my wife alone." He told Klara.
"Sure," she smiled and left.
He turned to Hazel "What are you doing?"
"Can't you see? You got your weapons back and you can get anything else that you want." She looked down and lowered her voice. " She can give you things I can't."
Seeing her like that turned his anger into something else he couldn't quite describe and he drew her into his arm. He wished he could tell her there was another way out but there wasn't and he could put her life in danger.
"I am alright with you marrying her, " she said looking up at him "as long as you don't give your heart to her."
That wouldn't be a problem. He had already given his heart to Hazel and he wanted to give the rest of him to her and only to her.
He couldn't imagine himself marrying Klara, even his demon hated that thought.
"Will you say yes?"
"I'll think about it," he said but Hazel knew he was basically saying no.
"Lucian!" She said pulling herself away from his embrace. "There is nothing to think about. You marry her or die and leave me alone here with her brother who god knows what he will do to me."
Lucian stopped breathing for a moment as an image of Rasmus having his hands all over Hazel appeared in his head. Anger boiled inside of him, his demon growled at the thought and he could slowly feel the color of his eyes changing and the sharp pain of when his nails elongated cutting through his flesh. He stormed out of the room before Hazel could see the terrifying him.
"Lucian where are you going?" He could hear her call behind him.
"My Lady, what are you thinking so deeply about?"
"I don't understand. Shouldn't he be happy that I want him to marry Klara?" I asked confused. I had been thinking a lot about it after he left the room looking like he was about to kill someone.
"You should stop thinking My Lady and go to sleep. It is very late."
"I will wait for him."
"He won't come tonight," Irene said.
"How do you know?"
"I just know My Lady." She never quite answered every time I asked her how she knew things. She always said the same thing 'I just know', and she was right, he never came.
The next day I sat with Irene at the garden drinking her delicious tea. Since I started drinking it I felt much calmer and much more fresh and beautiful.
"Do you put something in the tea?" I asked.
"Yes, lots of herbs that are good for the skin, hair and just health in general."
"So you don't put some kind of magic?" I asked lowering my voice. She laughed.
"No, My Lady. I could do that but that wouldn't be a good thing to do. Magic is not a thing to use easily. There are always consequences."
"Ah..." was all I said then my thoughts wondered to Lucian. Where was he right now?
Lucian inhaled sharply and clenched his fists. He hated what he was about to do.
"Alright. I will marry you if you promise that no harm will come to Hazel."
She looked at him surprised at first but then hurt.
"I would never do anything that would harm you. I know you care about your wife, I will protect her the way you do."
He knew she was being honest but he wondered why she would go so far for him that she would even protect his wife.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked her carefully again.
"Yes," she said without hesitation.
"I will never give my heart to you."
"Life is full of surprises, you never know." She smiled but he could see she was hurt. He could only hope she would wake up before ruining her life.
"Now that you said yes I have a gift for you." She motioned with her hands and two guards came behind him holding a lifeless body, which they let fall to the ground.
It was the body of his brother Tristan.
"Now you only have Pierre and Mason to worry about."

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