Chapter 18| Heart melting

It has been three days. Three days without Julian, and three days of knowing that Freya is my mother. I refuse to let it get to me, but every time I think about it, it just never fails to rack my brain for answers.

My mind drifted back to Julian. Where was he? What is he doing, and why must he be gone for three days? I was not upset, no. I was disappointed that he did not bother to tell me where he was going or that he would be gone for three days. I was his wife, for god's sake! He could have just told me, but no. He decided to storm out and interrupt our precious dinner.

I was in our garden, sitting on a swing that had vines and flowers covering it. The surroundings were serene and beautiful, with different kinds of flowers that were arranged accordingly. Those were the kinds who strived in the winter. How did they manage to look so beautiful? I thought. I was beneath an apple tree, and I hoped it helped me from the harsh cold climate of this kingdom. My yellow dress flowed with the gentle wind, along with my brown curls. I often wonder why I did not have a single feature of my mother, Freya. Although I was partially thankful that I did not have any.

I sighed. If only Julian was here, I would have someone to talk to. What are you doing Aurora? You barely know the man, and know you are longing for him? My subconscious scolded me. It was right. How can I long for a man who I barely know? But I mean, we already shared a bed, we discussed about going slow, and we already kissed. Despite all of that, I feel like we still don't know each other. Heck, I don't even know how old is he, or if he has a weird middle name.

"Miss me?"

I yelped when a voice suddenly appeared beside me. I looked up to see a smiling Julian. How dare he smile like that after leaving me for three days without even bothering to tell me where he was going? The nerve of this man. Both of his hands were behind him, and his raven curls were disheveled, as usual. I hastily stood up and did the unimaginable.

I slapped him. I slapped him hard, causing his head to jerk to the side and a red palm imprint leaving his cheek. I gasped. I did not think about that. Now he must be very angry at me. My lord, please save me now. But now was not the time to go all mushy. He deserved that for deserting his wife.

Julian surprised me by laughing. Loudly. He faced me with an amused look on his devilishly handsome face. Why was he amused? I just slapped him. He raised a hand and held it to his poor, red cheek.

"What's the matter, wife?" he asked me.

How dare he say that? Does he not know about what he did wrong?! I frowned, my anger slowly boiling inside of me. "Don't you dare say that to me when you just deserted your wife for three days without even bothering to let her know!"

Julian was shocked at my outburst. Who wouldn't be? I was done being the quiet wife of a prince. No, scratch that. I was done being the quiet wife of a KING.

"I'm sorry," he shook his head, feeling completely bad. I sighed a deep breath. If only he knew what happened while he was not here.

"You're sorry? That's all you have to say? How about you tell me where the hell have-"

I stopped midway when he took out his other hand from behind him and held it to me. He was holding a red rose. Was that his way of making up to me? If it was, he did not fail. I felt my cheeks burn as I looked down.

"I want to give this to the most beautiful woman I know," he stated, a faraway look on his eyes as if he was thinking of something, or more specifically, someone.

The redness on my cheeks disappeared in a matter of seconds and I looked at him with a frown. "And who Is that Beautiful woman?"

He looked at me and smirked. I swear, if a name comes out of his mouth, I will make sure that he never speaks again. I looked at him with narrowed eyes, daring him to say a word. He smirked.

"Come and see for your self," he whispered in my ear and grabbed me inside. I gasped, feeling an unfamiliar pain pang in my chest. So did he really have someone? Maybe he has found a wife? Maybe he was becoming impatient and wants to have a child? My thoughts were cut off when we arrived inside the chambers.

He did not let her inside, didn't he? "Who is this woman and why are we going inside our chambers when we will meet her?" I asked him, but he did not answer, only kept walking inside till we arrived in front of a mirror. This piqued my interest. Why are we looking in a mirror? Did I look bad?

He stepped away and went to my back, clasping my shoulders, and guiding my eyes to the reflection in the mirror. I looked at my appearance. I looked decent enough, but I still did not know why we were in front of a darn mirror.

"Where is she?" I asked him, completely annoyed. My brows were formed into an x. I was really irritated.

Julian smoothed out my frown. "Do you see her?" He was looking at the mirror. Maybe he had gone insane. All I could see was my reflection with him behind me.

"Quit playing games Julian. I only see my self," I replied in a monotone voice, not seeing the point in this. He wrapped his broad arms around my waist and held me tightly to him. His chin was resting on my shoulders, and he kissed my neck lovingly.

"It's because you are the most beautiful woman I know," He gave me the rose.

My heart warmed and I blushed hard. Why was he so sweet all of a sudden? He tightened his arms on my waist and he started swaying us both. Julian inhaled my scent and kissed my cheek.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled on my neck, pouting. I was still not giving up, even though he made my heart melt and made butterflies flutter in my stomach. I turned my face away from him.

He suddenly lifted me up and threw me on the bed. I shrieked when he got on top of me and slowly lowered his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and waited for his lips, but all I felt was a pair of hands going to my sides and tickling the hell out of me. I screamed.

"Julian! S-Stop it!" I thrashed wildly, attempting to get away from him, but he just laughed and continues with his assault.

He stopped for a while before caging my wrist with his hands. "I'm sorry,"

Julian looked straight into my eyes, his amber orbs piercing right through my blue ones.

"Okay," I whispered under my breath. If he had left me for three days, he must have a reason behind it, right? Julian rolled off me and plopped on the bed. He snaked his arm on my waist and pulled me to his chest.

"I missed you," he muttered, kissing the back of my hand and playing with my hair. I wish that we could lay in this position forever. I contemplated before answering. There is no harm to saying that I missed him too, right?

I smiled. "I missed you too,"

He was shocked that I replied, and I guess he liked it because he tightened his arms around me and kissed my forehead. "Sleep."

"But it's just mid-afternoon, don't you have duties to attend to?" I asked him. It was not like I did not want to be with him, heck, I love being with him, but I just don't want anything to interrupt our peace.

He groaned as if remembering something. I sighed. Here we go again.

"Yes I do, but I want to spend my time with the most beautiful woman in the world. She can't deny that to a man as handsome as me, can she?" he told me cockily. How come the very same person that was rumored to be a sinner has me in his arms, being so carefree? I wondered. I chuckled before slapping his chest lightly. His laugh rumbled in his chest.

"The nerve of this man," I muttered, not expecting him to hear it, but alas, he did. He raised his head and stole a kiss on my lips. I was caught off-guard.

"The nerve of YOUR man," he emphasized the word 'your'. I guess he was right. I decided to take my chances and stole a kiss back from him before mumbling in his ear. "You're right. YOU are my man, so don't you dare look at other girls the way you look at me, understood?"

He just shook his head and winked at me.

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