Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

"My Queen, did you not like what you felt when I helped you?"

Seren felt her heart, which was already unstable, ready to jump out of her chest with this sudden question. She clutched her dress once more in an attempt to calm herself. Inside, she was groaning about why he kept on asking her these kinds of uncomfortable questions.

"Your Majesty, what I mean to say was that it's inappropriate to drink something that will turn someone like that. That is why I said I will be careful," Seren replied to clarify her previous claim as she could feel it was the reason he sounded unhappy.

"The question I last asked is whether my Queen liked what she felt when I helped her," Drayce repeated gently, but even a blind person could sense the coldness and annoyance behind those gentle words.

Seren had goosebumps all over her body, and this time, it was because she felt a little scared of him.

"I-I…" she started hesitantly. As memories of last night lingered in her mind, she decided she might as well reply honestly. "I liked...it."

"Hmm?"

This time, her voice was firmer. "I liked what I felt, Your Majesty."

It was as if all the weight inside her chest suddenly escaped her.  What she was trying to deny all along had come out, and it gave her complicated feelings.

Hearing his wife admit that not just once but twice, a satisfied smile painted itself on Drayce's lips. He had not called her here to embarrass her, but as things had progressed this far, he didn't wish to let go of this chance to communicate with her with honesty and clarity.

"My Queen," he started with a hint of a smirk on his handsome face, "would you like it if we do it again?"

Those words made her widen her eyes. Seren felt like she had heard something shocking and didn't know what to say.

"My Queen, look at me and answer what I had asked," Drayce instructed.

Gulping, Seren slowly raised her head to look at him. Her breathing was shallow as she pondered over her answer.

"Your Majesty," she said slowly, "I said I will be careful to not drink something like that again so there won't be any need of your help."

Drayce frowned inwardly but didn't show it on his face as she was looking at him. He didn't wish to scare her. Maintaining the calm expression on his face, he thought, 'So she thinks that only drinking that kind of juice can cause her to feel like that.' He grinned inside. 'Then as her husband, it's my duty to make it clear to her.'

Seren stared at him, not knowing what he was thinking. She was left guessing whether he was angry at her or was not satisfied with her answer.

"My Queen, you can feel the same way without even drinking such juice," Drayce clarified. He saw her beautiful eyes widen at his statement. It only made him want to continue 'making things clear' for her. "Then what will you do? Will you not ask me to help you?"

'Without having such juice? How?' She stared at him blankly, disbelief obvious in her eyes.

As if Drayce understood what she was thinking, he stood up from his chair and went towards the couch where she's seated. It caused her heart to pick up its pace. Slowly, ever so slowly, he leaned towards her with his hands resting on either side of her head, palms pressed on the backrest of the couch, caging her body within his strong arms.

He moved his face closer and said in a low voice, "My Queen, you look curious."

Seren shrank back against the backrest of the couch, but not a single word came out of her throat. She found him too close for her comfort, and having him this near to her was making her thoughts go wild.

Drayce leaned in such a way his lips almost brushed against her ear, whispering in a low husky voice, "My Queen, I can make you feel the same without having that juice. Trust me, you would want me to help you again and again and again."

After making his once-ignorant wife study all those erotic stuff and after letting her watch that intimate play, Drayce's seduction successfully worked on her. Especially after pleasuring her last night, Seren had already turned sensitive to her bodily needs that she was not fully aware of, and neither was she aware of how to deal her way out of them. It did not help that Drayce was fanning the flames inside her, being close to her and teasing her this way. It could only make her feel frustrated with those buried aches.

Drayce noticed the goosebumps on her skin and realized that even this kind of teasing was enough to get his sweet wife aroused. He smirked and took the chance to capture the lower soft part of her earlobe with his lips and tugged it lightly with his teeth.

Seren shut her eyes as a soft moan left her mouth. She barely heard him say, "My Queen, do you realize now that drinking that kind of juice is not needed?"

Her rational side wanted him to move away faster as she had no wish to have a repeat of what happened the previous night. She didn't wish to be embarrassed again by asking him to help her.

With her eyes popping open, she hurried to say, "I-I understood, Your Majesty!" She swore she felt Drayce's lips curve into a smile next to her ear. 'Does he enjoy teasing me?'

Drayce moved back and peered closely at her puzzled eyes. Since he got what he wished to know, he moved his body back, only to sit next to her on the couch.

Seren couldn't question why he sat next to her instead of going back to his chair.

She heard him again. "I am glad that my Queen has started to understand it now, so on our wedding night, my Queen would be prepared for it."

Just as Seren thought she could relax, Drayce dropped another shocking statement on her. 'Wedding night? That means what that man and woman did in the end?' She gulped and felt her throat going dry with anxiety.

Drayce could see through her. "Don't be scared, my Queen. I will take care of you."

He might have sounded confident, but Drayce was inwardly sighing. 'Not like I can do anything until you come of age.' This part, Drayce didn't explain it to her.

His assuring words did not reassure her. Instead, it only added to her growing anxiety, but Seren could say nothing as she did not want to see him displeased once again.

Wedding night. Those words made her reflect on the things that happened to her so far. Now, she knew what they did and she had no way out of it. 'Marie said I will like it and will get used to it but that looked painful. I do not understand. Why do people want to feel pain and later say they like it?'

Her mind was filled with embarrassment as her thoughts raced. The most dominant among them was her fear of getting hurt.

Seren was too deep in her thoughts, she barely managed to hear Drayce speak beside her. "My Queen, I have something for you."

It pulled her out of the chaotic world inside her mind. Her eyes followed  Drayce's line of sight, as he was looking at the small wooden box kept on the center table in front of the couch.

He reached for the box and opened it. "I have called you here to give you this." He pulled out a delicate piece of jewelry from inside. "Give me your hand," Drayce instructed as he looked at her.

Seren lifted her left hand but heard him again, "The right one."

This time, Seren put forward her right hand, the hand with scales on it. Drayce gently held it to put that jewelry on her hand.

Seren was surprised, but it was not unexpected. Starting from the day before their wedding ceremony was held in Abetha, Drayce had been giving her gifts. Only, she did not assume he had brought something for her again.

She didn't ask what it was or why he was giving another jewelry to her as she didn't wish to show she was somehow happy about it. She never received the presents from anyone other than her brother and her nanny Martha, while all the gifts sent by the King of Abetha never meant anything to her.

She observed how carefully Drayce was putting that piece of jewelry on her wrist. Her eyes caught the red oval-shaped stone attached to it. It was a thin gold chain with that tiny red stone hanging onto it.

Once Drayce settled that delicate bracelet on her wrist, he nodded, as if to say it suited her. "This red stone here is a magical stone which will provide you warmth if you are cold."

His words surprised Seren. 'Is there even such a wonderful thing?' But the next moment, she remembered about the magic pills Martha gave her. 'Nothing is impossible with magic.'

Drayce continued, "My Queen, after wearing this, you won't feel cold and won't have to wear uncomfortably thick clothes when going outside. It will take time for you to adapt to the weather in Blackhelm. Make sure to wear it all the time."

Seren stared into those red eyes which were filled with care for her. "Thank you so much, Your Majesty."

Drayce just nodded lightly in response. "In the next two days, we will have a grand wedding ceremony according to Megaris's royal customs. Guests not only from the nobility and officials of our kingdom will be present, but also representatives from various kingdoms are also invited. From Abetha, someone will be coming to attend the wedding to represent the goodwill of the Ilven Royal Family."

Such good news brightened up her eyes as she thought cheerfully. 'From Abetha, someone will come? Is it Brother Cian? What about Martha? Will she also come?' They were the only two people she wished to see.

Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, Drayce could see how his words made his wife burst into joy, and jealousy swept over his mind.

'Her brother? Should I just send him back even before he enters Blackhelm?' He sighed inwardly. 'I wonder when she will react as happy as this while thinking about me.'