19 Chapter Seveteen

"Come sit next to me please?" Although he said it like a question, it sounds more like a demand in my ears.

I try to ignore the stares I am receiving from not only Dana but also the maids that are standing at the corner of the room to my left and the two guards at the door.

Somehow I feel very uncomfortable with all the attention I am receiving at this waking hour. Are they not used to their king requesting his guest to sit next to him? Or is it something he doesn't do on the norm?

Unfortunately for me, I can not ask them, and I am not sure if Dana is someone I can trust to keep certain things from her brother, after all, he is her family and so far neither of them have made mention of any other family member.

This makes me curious a little because my family lives together and I don't think we could ever properly converse about home without mentioning one another.

I have a question though, how is it possible that the dining room decoration is completely different from yesterday? The table to start with is no longer round but rectangular with about ten chairs at two ends and one at the other two ends, one at which Ambrose is standing next to with a big smile on his face directed at me.

It looks similar to the food table we have at home only that this one is made of wood with floral carvings that run along the edges, in my opinion, it is very pretty.

The chairs seem to be made of wood as well, but they are not brown, they are white with blue ribbons tied to create a bow behind it, there are different sorts of food on the table as well, the walls are the only decorations that stayed the same.

I wonder where Arcotos is, this is the longest I have been without him by my side.

"Good morning how was your night my dear?" I stand on the closest chair to his left because his left hand points to that chair, he nods with a small smile while looking at me, so I take it as my cue to sit down.

"I rested well thank you, please what does good morning mean?" I didn't miss the giggles that came from the corner where the maids stood, it immediately turned into a cough then they fell into silence once more.

Did I say something funny? I look to Dana, but she is already eating something like yellow liquid, I don't know what that is, and I am not so eager to know either.

Maybe I should just ignore it, after all, they didn't say anything hurtful and it doesn't seem like Ambrose heard them, let me just let it go, a confrontation wouldn't be nice so early in the day.

"It is our way of greeting when you see someone when you wake up during the early hours of the day." Hour? What's that? I'm guessing that he is referring to moments like now.

"Really? Where I come from, we say bon dia." He takes his seat and smiles at me, I turn my attention away from him and address the fairy sitting in front of me.

"Good morning Dana, how was your night?" She lifts her head from her half-eaten food with a smile on her face.

"You're learning fast, I am impressed and my night was very good thanks love." If it's possible the smile on my face widens when she compliments me, it makes me feel good about myself.

"So in your homeland, your kind doesn't say good morning, but they say bon… deya?" I almost giggle and it takes me using my hands to cover my mouth as Ambrose tried but failed horribly at pronouncing bon dia.

He begins to laugh and I could no longer hold my laughter back, I join him to laugh as well, Dana joins in and I suddenly feel more comfortable with Dana, well mostly Ambrose because she seems quieter than yesterday.

It no longer feels like my heart is stuck in my throat and I no longer feel that awful feeling that I am at a loss of words to properly describe what I intend to say, all I know is that it makes me sick and sweaty all over.

"It is safe to assume that I pronounced it wrong then?" I smile and shake my head to let him know that he did not pronounce it well. My attention turns from the white plate that had been placed in front of me filled with a yellow liquid similar to the ones in Ambrose and Dana's plates, look at his face, and I am taken aback by his beauty.

His bright blue eyes seem to shimmer more than yesterday, his smile lights up his face and for some reason, I feel my heart skip a beat. This catches me off guard because I only feel this way when Dion is near.

But he is not here, where is he?

I look to Dana and ask, "Please, where is Dion?"

"I told my servants to not include him in our breakfast." She says it with an edge to her tone and is that nonchalance I hear in her tone as well?

"Uhm… what does breakfast mean?" I hear giggles from the maids corner.

I feel something hot flow inside my body and spread through my veins, I recognize this feeling as anger, I try to hold my tongue from cursing at them for having little to no respect of one who carries royal blood in her veins.

However, they are not my subjects, so I don't think I have the right to do anything about it.

So instead of standing up to lay curses on them and their generations after them, I sit there and throw a strawberry into my mouth with a big frown on my face and I chew the strawberry with much more force than needed.

"Guards take the servants that laughed at my guest to the torture chamber, they should be whipped fifty times every morning, noon and night, I will not tolerate anyone disrespecting my guest! You disrespect my guest, you disrespect me, let that be your lesson." My eyes widen as I stare at Ambrose.

Did he just stand up for me? And give me an authority that is equivalent to his? I open my mouth to thank him but the cries of two servants distract me, they are both crying out for mercy.

I look at them and the fear on their face makes me realize how harsh the punishment he has dished out would be. They may have insulted me with their actions, and they should know better but I don't have the heart to have someone get punished because of me, it doesn't feel right. And I don't feel good about it.

"Please, forgive them I'm sure they have learnt their lesson and will not repeat it, right?" I turn to them, and they both shout yes Lord, we have learnt our lesson, we will never do such again for as long as we live.

Ambrose picks an apple and take a bite from it, he proceeds to chew slowly as he looks at my face, I feel his eyes roam all over my face, this makes me squirm on my seat and I begin to rethink my actions, maybe I shouldn't have got in the middle of this.

"No." What? The guards take the two servants screaming, kicking and crying out for mercy. I don't know why I am shocked, I don't know him so why did I expect him to listen to me?

"The rest leave my presence immediately." Everyone rushes out and I join them but as I move to stand up from my seat I feel his hand hold onto mine and I notice how cold it is, almost like ice.

A chill goes up my arm and spreads all over my body, I couldn't help the way my body shivers under his touch, I don't know if I like it or not, my mind isn't working straight.

"You too Dana, you can take your meal along with you, I would like to have a word with Aadya privately please." The tone he uses on his sister makes it very clear that he cares about her greatly, they are family after all.

She doesn't say anything to him, she goes ahead to pick a bowl of red and green apples and the bowl of strawberries, I wanted to eat the strawberries but I don't say anything to bring it to her knowledge, I have barely eaten a thing on this food table and half of the food is gone.

At least there are different loaves of bread, a bowl of grapes and peaches, as well as other things that look like brown liquid, I will not try to eat it because I don't know what it would do to me or if my body will accept such foreign food that had been prepared in an unknown manner.

The door closes loudly and echoes in the now empty room leaving just me and Ambrose alone.

I pick a peach and take a big bite from it to distract myself from the tension that I feel in the air. It makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Oh my, Boreas! This taste so good, I love eating peaches but I have never tasted one this good before, I take another big bite from it and the moan that leaves my mouth isn't intentional, I cover my mouth with the back of my right hand that has the incredible tasting peach enclosed within its fingers.

I hear Ambrose chuckle, then I watch him as he watches me, his hand reach towards me and something holds me still, his hands collect the peach in my hand, and he takes a bite from the peach where I took a bite earlier while he maintains eye contact.

For some reason, I catch myself breathing hard, just as hard as my heart is beating. Why do I feel this way towards Ambrose?

I recognize these feelings, they are similar to the ones I feel around Dion, what do I make out of this? Because I still like Dion, despite the pain he caused me yesterday, and it is not possible for me to just forget him overnight.

So why do I feel this way towards Ambrose already? After all, I only met him the previous day.

"Dana told me of your… Peculiar friend and your relationship with him, this topic interests me greatly. So my dear tell me why you love a man who doesn't give a shit about you?" It feels like I had been slapped in the face, why is he bringing this up? Is this what he wants to talk about? Is this why he sent everyone out? And most importantly, why did Dana tell him? Does this mean I can not confide in her? Instead of me to ask any of these questions in my head, instead, I ask...

"Does shit also mean fuck?" He burst out laughing, and I am left wondering what I said that is so funny? I am genuinely confused with all these strange words they keep using around me.

"I am sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you like that. It's just that the way you asked with that weird expression on your face, it's fucking hilarious."

"Can you blame me? I am unfamiliar with all these strange words you and Dana keep using around me, I am always left confused, I would love to learn the meaning of these words, especially fuck, that one confuses me the most." He wears a lopsided smile and it reminds me of the type of smile Selene wears whenever we are about to do something mischievous.

"Instead of telling you, I could show you what fuck means." He leans closer to me, he is so close I can feel his breath on my face, I shift away from him and my instincts tell me that he is referring to the sexual aspect of the word fuck as it is obvious that the word has many meanings.

I don't want to do anything of such nature with him because we are not married, besides sex is something sacred and it should be between a wolfman and his wolfwoman.

He shifts back and relaxes in his seat, his black hair is let loose and hangs around his face, it makes him look enchanting and beautiful, he is simply breathtaking that I can not deny.

He is wearing clothes similar to that of yesterday, the only difference is the colour, today his top clothing is red and the intricate designs that must have been woven into the cloth are gold and his trousers are black.

"As much as I would like to fuck you, I have other matters to discuss with you but first eat to your heart's content, you've barely eaten." He takes another bite from the peach he took from my hand.

I open my mouth to tell him that I don't want to talk about Dion because I am trying to make my feelings mutual with his. As my mouth hangs open about to release the words I intend to, he puts the peach in my mouth and that shuts me up.

Well, that is a strange way of wanting one to not speak their mind.

"Eat it." So demanding, are all kings like this?

I do as he says and I take a bite from the peach and that's when I realize that he gave me the portion he just took a bite from.