HPDBC Chapter 45 The First Date - Moonlight Waltz Interlude
Chapter 45 The First Date - Moonlight Waltz Interlude
45 The First Date - Moonlight Waltz Interlude
—Unknown Villa, Royal Capital.
A black-haired woman was lying on her red sofa—her beauty was enchanting, with a small beauty spot beneath her left eye. There was a sense of feigned worry in her gaze as she looked at the blonde male kneeling against her thigh with tears in his eyes.
"Oh my, dear prince, who hurt you this time?" Asked an alluring and husky female voice.
"I-It's your damn fiancé! He keeps beating me... Perhaps... perhaps he knows of our meetings and is angry?"
Valos was nothing like the confident, woman-eating prince of lore—instead, he seemed like an innocent virgin boy within the grasp of this woman's palm as she stroked his messy hair.
"Fiancé? Hmmmm, my dear, who are you talking about... I cannot seem to remember..."
Her words paused at the right moment to make the prince's heart race, her feigned ignorance inflating his deflated ego and machoism as he recovered from his slump.
"That Fenix bastard who was born with no core! However... even that seems to be his father's lie, as he can use magic just fine!"
If Asura were here, his eyes would show great delight at the thought not just him but even the prince was a prisoner to the illusions of the future duchess of Drakkur, currently still the heir as her father was yet to pass.
"I see... forgive me, prince, I did not know. That is an arrangement by my father, and I have no control... Y-you won't think badly of me, right, my dear future king?" Through honeyed words and her skilful manipulation, the prince was already her prisoner and couldn't even notice that the real Verana was sitting on the single, throne-like chair watching the prince interact with her clone, a sickening smile and a mockery on her face.
"Silly prince, even if you were the only male on earth, I would never let you touch my body... But that Fenix boy... He isn't a No-Mag... Interesting, my mother's spy swore there was not a spec of magic inside his body." Her voice wasn't as sultry or seductive when speaking with this body.
"Did she lie, or maybe that boy is special? Fufu, I want to know. Let me meet my future husband. The prince is getting boring anyway."
She stood from her chair, swaying her hips like it was second nature to charm those around her and left the room as the prince continued to spill his secrets, woes and inner feelings to a mere clone.
Even the clone showed disdain towards him at this point...
Her eyes trembled as tears formed, falling down her cheeks like shining gemstones, and her head nodded violently as Asura slipped the ring onto her delicate finger.
Mu Xue tackled him to the ground, smothering his face with kisses and hugs...
"Yes... Yes... I will...!"
Asura embraced her tightly, holding her warm body in his arms as she cried into his chest, overwhelmed by emotions...
They stayed together for almost an hour until Mu Xue calmed down and helped Asura stand, wiping her tears and blushing...
"S-Sorry..."
Asura chuckled and cupped her cheeks, kissing her forehead... "Don't apologise... this is the happiest moment of my life..."
Mu Xue blushed harder, hiding her face behind her hands... "Mine too..."
Asura hugged her once more, feeling her heartbeat as they stood under the Silvara sword's divine light, admiring the city.
Asura caressed her sparkling light blue hair... "Xue'er, you are mine forever now."
Mu Xue gripped him tighter, nodding her head... "Always... I won't let you go... ever....ever..."
He could feel the strangeness in her eyes and smiled, acting before she could become stuck in that strange mood—he lifted her off the ground, his arm under her knee and walked towards their room, carrying her like a princess.
The final fireworks exploded behind Asura with his every step away from the balcony.
Her eyes shimmered with wet tears once again—she looked at the huge argent moon now so close to the planet it was larger than the sword as if they were embracing, leaving Mu Xue with a sweet smile.