MARRIED TO A BRUTE PRINCE
Chapter 53
I stood up as well and turned around slowly. A tall figure was standing in the shadows, the only thing visible thin was long silver pale hair. Was it hair? I wasn’t sure yet.
Slowly the figure stepped out from the shadows and into the light and my breath caught in my throat. I had to blink several times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, or that I didn’t die and go to heaven and an angel was standing right in front of me now.
This man, if he was a man, was breathtaking. He was tall, lean with facial features that seemed to be made by Gods own hands. His silver hair, a very odd hair color, matched perfectly with his looks and his eyes a midnight blue seemed colder than the glaciers. Yet as he looked into my eyes I felt as if he could burn me with his gaze if he wanted to.
They say the hottest fire always burns blue.
Irene walked up to him and put her arm through his.
“Hazel, this is Lothaire. I had promised you to meet the man I love, here he is.” She smiled.
“Hi,” I said as I still stood frozen in the same place. God, I was being rude. “It’s nice to meet you.” I forced myself to speak.
“The pleasure is mine.”
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I woke up the next morning with an extreme headache. I had been thinking the whole night about what Irene had told me. I couldn’t find a reason for her to lie to me, so she must have been speaking the truth. But then again, how could I believe that I had met the Devil himself?
I shook my head. Think straight Hazel.
Irene wanted me to help her and figure things out myself. She must have had a reason to tell me that Lothaire is the devil, if he truly was. Maybe she was giving me hints. First I had to figure out why Irene wanted to help me at all. Either she was related to me or to Lucian, or maybe Lothaire was related to Lucian. Then if Lothaire is the Devil and Lucian is said to be the Devil’s son….no, no. You are being crazy Hazel. How could Lothaire be Lucians father? He seemed to be just a few years older, besides if he was his father then why wasn’t he helping his son?
No! It had to be something else. Maybe Lucian was related to Irene instead, but how? She said she wasn’t a previous lover then…ughhh. I pulled my hair. I was losing my mind.
There was a knock on the door and shortly after Irene peeked her head through the opening.
“Good morning.” She smiled.”Can I come in?”
“Yes, of course”
She had a tray with a cup and from the scent I knew it was my favorite tea. I really needed it now that my head felt like exploding.
“Here drink this.” She said putting the tray on the nightstand. “I am sure you are not feeling alright. I am sorry I told you like that but I really need your help.”
I sighed as a took the teacup. ” Is Lothaire really the Devil?” I wanted to laugh again but everything was possible at this moment. I knew Lucian wasn’t entirely human so there were probably other beings out there.
“Yes.”
“And Enoch?” I said as I took a sip from the tea.
“A demon.” A demon? Then… Roshan…
“Roshan is a demon too.” She said.
My throat felt suddenly dry and I gulped the tea down even though it was hot.
“Careful.” Irene looked at me with a worried expression. “Hazel, do you believe in angels?”
Why was she suddenly asking this? Am I about to meet an angel as well? Can we take one creature at a time?
“Yes,”
“Than why is it difficult to believe in de..mons?”
Good question, but maybe because I haven’t met an angel yet, but I just met de..mons.
“I am sure you have at least once in your life met an angel, you just didn’t know, just like you didn’t know that Enoch and Roshan were de..mons.”
Well, it could be true.
“Hazel, I don’t want you to be caught in the words demon and Devil, right now you could be the only way for me to break the curse. Then I can help you and your husband.”
“Alright, I will try.” I said.
Not getting caught in the words demon and devil would be almost impossible but I had to try. For Lucians sake, I had to put the pieces together so that Irene could help, whatever her reason was for helping.
“I’ll leave you to get ready. You will find me in the garden when you are done.”
Taking the tray she left. I quickly got out of bed and decided to take a bath, then I changed into a light blue dress and decided to find Irene all while thinking about Lothaire. He was too beautiful to be true, so beautiful it was almost frightening. If I thought Irene was beautiful and Lucian breathtaking, than Lothaire was beyond all that. Yet I was supposed to believe that he was the Devil.
I knew Irene wasn’t lying but I really had a hard time believing her words. Maybe she believed Lothaire was the devil when he in fact wasn’t. Maybe he was something else, but what?
While I pondered I didn’t realize that I had reached the stairs and suddenly I was falling.
“Woahhh…” Before I fell an arm came around my waist and stopped me from falling. For a moment I thought it was Lucian, the spicy scent and the strong arm, but I was looking into Lothaires cold eyes.
“You should look where you go.” He said with a serious tone. Once again I was mesmerized by his beauty but scared at the same time.
I quickly took a few steps back, “Yes, I…I was just…I mean thank you.”
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