15 Breakfast

Bathed and dressed, I walked with haste to the western wing of the castle, Olivia trying to keep up behind me. I was eager for answers and I was gonna get it no matter how I had to face the ice face, I didn't mind spending all day with him much to my disagreement.

Now at the western wing, we walked straight to the doors that lead to mother's dining Hall.

The doors barged open with the help of the guards as we strolled in.

My eyes averted to the dining, where mother and Cedric were seated, eating their food in silence, she caught notice of me.

"My word, Sylvia, what are you doing out for bed?" She asked.

Did she know what happened? Did Cedric tell her?

"Cedric here told me you came down with a fever last night"

Ugh that animal, rather than tell his mother he was trying to kill me, he told her I was sick???!

I forced a smile, well he's gonna get it because I was willing to play along.

"Yes, mother," I said amused as I walked to the dining set.

Olivia went along and stood where the other maids were.

I approached the dining set, closer, my gaze drifting to Cedric who silently ate his food.

"How are you feeling now my dear?" mother asked, her tone worried.

"Never better," I said grinning, using my foot to kick Cedric's chair behind, resulting in him biting his tongue. I knew he did because he was chowing down on his food at that moment.

I purposely took my seat next to him, acting like I didn't do anything wrong, I could feel his gaze on him but I didn't acknowledge it.

"Husband," I said with a slight bow of my head, from the corner of his eyes I could tell he raised an eyebrow at my actions.

"Mother," I said, bowing to her also, as elegantly as I could.

Mother made a hmm sound in appeal.

"It appears your lessons with me are coming in handy... tell me my dear how come you were so suddenly sick last night, I believe Cedric told me you wouldn't make it for breakfast because you needed rest," Mother said.

I scoff in my head.

"Well mother, in the moment of passion I suddenly came down with something, the constant screaming and pleasure must have made the blood rush to my head... forgive my choice of words mother as you wanted to know what happened," I said smirking.

Mother cleared her throat with a cough.

"It's alright my dear, I see both of you are enjoying nights together, once again forgive my son if he's too wild, the youthful passion of youngsters is always alarming".

"Mother!" Cedric snaps.

I almost let out a burst of hard laughter but I held it in.

Mother just shrugged her shoulders while taking her cup of water.

I finally turned to Cedric facing him properly, my breath caught at his handsomeness, ever so dashing and the highlight from the windows made his skin look silky and smooth, gosh such perfect skin, so pale and yet so attractive.

The boyish charms to his look despite his age, it was almost impossible to tell he was in his 30s. Dressed formally as always, inner dark yellow long sleeve shirt beneath, the buttons undid, a style I now noticed he always did, revealing some part of his well-sculpted chest, the shirt coverage making it impossible for me to see more, black jacket on top, embodied with faint design, the collars up.

Expensive clothing and leathers I never thought I would see or wear, I knew the dress I had on would cause a fortune, I should get used to this fancy life, but was beginning to think if I ever will.

His gaze drifts to me, his green eyes land on me.

Wake up Sylvia he tried to kill you!!! I instantly look away feeling anger boil in me once again.

Mother cleared her throat.

"Well I'm full... you two take your time," Mother said, wiping her mouth with the napkin as she rose to her feet.

"Sylvia dear, come find me after" she states walking out.

"Yes mother"

The servants stepped out also giving us some privacy, I'm sure it was mother's idea, what was she thinking? the doors slammed shut.

I turned to Cedric.

"What happened?" I began in a serious tone.

"I-I should be dead".

"Sounds like you want to be" he states leaning on his chair observing me with those eyes of his.

I scoffed at his words, I wasn't so surprised, he was a heartless man after all.

"The gem... did it" I sighed, it had to, cause that was the only way I could have survived.

"Did it reshape?"

I waited in anticipation for his answer.

He leaned forward, I gasped at his sudden action as I leaned back slightly.

He brought out his fist and then opened it, I saw the yellow gem.

"It didn't shift," I said puzzled.

"Yes it didn't," he said in a simple tone.

"Then how... why am I still alive, you placed a spell on it didn't you" I accused, I was beginning to think my escape from death was all too good to be true.

He rose to his feet, his hands on either side at the arm of my chair, my heart skipped a beat as I leaned backward, but my back found the chair end, and he was close... so close I could feel his breath against my face.

"Just so we are clear, Sylvia" he began in a slow deadly tone.

gods! Whenever my name rolled off his lips, it was like I was trapped in a spell, am I? I couldn't tell right now, because my brain couldn't think.

"I let you live," he added as his fingers came for my face, his index finger traveled from my cheek down to my chin.

All the way I shivered, his fingers were so cold, how can a human be so cold, I couldn't tell why.

The index finger under my chin made my face tilted up to meet his fierce gaze.

"That stunt you pulled... never try that again!" he warned, his green eyes holding anger, his face as blank as a paper.

I gulped hard, so he did bite his tongue then.

Before I could blink he pulled away, just like what just happened was all a dream.

Without any more word he walks out the door, it barges open.

Olive rushed in.

"My Lady," she said worriedly.

I was still stiff, I then took a deep breath like I was holding it ever since, maybe I was but I didn't realize it.