Tending To The Wounds

When Drayce returned to his bedchamber, he found his wife done inspecting the ornaments of his room, her slender form standing by the window and staring at the meandering mountain ranges at a distance. She had seen the same view from his study before, but she discovered that the view from his bedchamber was even better.

"Do you like the view from here?"

Startled by his voice, Seren looked over her shoulder. She didn't notice when Drayce came back to the chamber, much less that he was already standing behind her. 

"Ah, yes," she replied, feigning calmness as she turned around to completely face him."It's beautiful."

"Then I won't mind you staying in my chamber to keep enjoying the view."

If Seren was not looking at his face, she would have thought he said those words with genuine intentions, but seeing the mischief in his red eyes—not to mention that sly smirk on his lips—she could guess his real motives were not as genuine as he sounded.