Married To The Devil's Son S1C17

MARRIED TO THE DEVIL'S SON VOULUME 1 - By Author Jasmine Joseph

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    - SEASON 1 CHAPTER 17

We were riding fast through the woods after leaving father disappointed for failing in his mission to make me stay. "Are you sure you want to come with me?" Lucian had asked. "Your life will be in danger." I had decided that I would rather live in danger than live like a dead person, but that wasn't the main reason I didn't want to stay. I didn't want to stay because I wanted to be with Lucian.

"Feeling alright?" Lucian asked after slowing down.

"Yes, I am fine. I think I am getting used to it" I said, slightly exhilarated. "Where are we going?"

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"To Gatrish" he replied. Gatrish, a kingdom known for its wars, slavery and prostitution. Their king was a cruel king with a thirst for blood and appetite for women. It is said that he takes a new wife and a new concubine everyday and that liquor, parties and sėx are a part of his daily life and everyone else's living in the kingdom.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to go there?" I asked.

"I know their king. He is the only one who might agree to help," he explained. I could still not get over the fact that he would kill his brothers, even though it was a common thing for princes. I know if he doesn't kill them they would probably kill him: I just wished there would be another way to solve this problem.

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I imagine that asking the King of Gatrish for help would just make things worse, even though I didn't know him personally.

We rode the whole day, just taking a few breaks to eat and rest, then we continued riding for the rest of the night. I wondered how Lucian could stay awake. I would fall asleep and wake up now and then, holding onto him tight, scared not to fall from the horse because I was too tired to stay awake.

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This time when I woke up, it was morning. The sun shone brightly, the breeze warmer than last night blew Lucians soft hair into my face. I pulled my hand away from Lucian's waist and to remove his hair from my face, but had the sudden impulse to smell it. I grabbed it and inhaled. How could he always smell so good?

"Good morning wife" he greeted and I quickly dropped his hair embarrassed.

"Good morning," I whispered back. Looking at my surroundings I noticed that everyone rode slowly. The soldiers chatted and laughed as they rode, not a hint of tiredness showing on their faces, even though they didn't sleep the whole night.

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"We have arrived. You will be able to rest soon," he said while we rode over a bridge that led to a big metal gate with a guard on each side. Lincoln jumped down from his horse and went up to one of the guards. They spoke a few words and then the two guards opened the gate for us to enter. As we entered, I swallowed the lump in my throat. I was not looking forward to meeting this king, and I became even more worried when Lucian and his men were told to leave their weapons in a storeroom before entering the castle.

Lucian did so without hesitation, and his men followed. I just stared at them, wide-eyed. Were they on a death mission? I put my hand on Lucian's arm before entering, giving him a worried and questioning look. He returned with a reassuring smile before following the guard that would show us the way to the bloodthirsty king.

"Prince Lucian has arrived, Your Majesty," the guard informed before opening the door to a room that seemed to be a room for meetings.

"Draco!" my eyes darted to where the sound came from. A tall man dressed casually stood in the middle of the room, a smile plastered on his face as he walked closer to us.

"Your Majesty," Lucian replied, bowing. Wait? Majesty? I had imagined the king to be a short, ugly bald man over his thirties with dirty teeth. Why? I don't know. Maybe because of his reputation, but this man was tall and seemed to be in his mid-twenties. His dirty blonde shoulder-length hair perfectly matched his sun-kissed skin. If it wasn't for the scar on his face that stretched from his left eyebrow to his right eye, people would drown in his ocean blue eyes. He was good looking.

"Oh, please," the King said, waving with his hand. "I thought we had dropped the formalities." He tipped his head to one side as he noticed me standing next to Lucian and studied me with his piercing blue eyes.

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"This is my wife, Hazel" Lucian introduced. I tried to smile as he walked closer. He took my hand in his and placed a soft kiss on my knuckles.

"It's a pŀėȧsurė to meet you, Princess," he said, then turned his gaze to Lucian. "I never thought our Draco would marry anytime soon." This was the second time he had called Lucian 'Draco'. I was confused. "But of course, with your looks anything is possible, isn't that right, Princess Hazel?" he asked, looking my way. I froze up, unable to reply. When I didn't respond, he laughed. He made me nervous in a bad way.

"You guys must be hungry and tired; lets eat!"

We were served fried potatoes, eggs, toast, croissants and ham. A basket filled with an ȧssortment of fruit stood in the middle of the table and servants came in with different kinds of drinks. A servant whispered something into the king's ear and he smiled at us.

"My sisters Astrid and Klara will join us for breakfast. Klara has been dying to meet you since you saved her life." The King said looking at Lucian. Lucian saved the King's sister? Is that why he thought that the king would help us?

"Oh, here they are," he said as two beautiful ladies entered the dining room. They looked just like the king with their long blonde hair and blue eyes and seemed to be around my age. "This is my sister Astrid," the King said, gesturing to the one with short blonde hair wearing a yellow dress that matched her blonde locks. "and this is Klara." He finished, pointing to the one with longer hair that almost reached to her waist. She was wearing a blue dress that made her blue eyes stand out even more. So she was the one Lucian saved? She was stunningly beautiful. I couldn't help but wonder if that was the reason Lucian saved her.

"You know Lucian, and this is his wife Hazel" he said, introducing us in return. Klara's eyes widened as she stared at us, confused, but quickly got over her puzzlement and smiled.

"Welcome. We are happy to have you here" Astrid smiled.

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     -SEASON 1 CHAPTER 16

Ah, the scars? They healed" he said simply pulling the robe over his shoulders.

"That's impossible, They can't heal that fast and even if they did they would leave scars" I said still trying to make sense of everything.

"Well they healed and they didn't leave any scars" was all he said,"now, your father is waiting I need to get going."

I was still confused as he walked to the bathroom. Not possible was all my brain was telling me.

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After taking a bath, dressing up and making my hair with the help of some maids I was on my way to the dining room. Lucian had already left to not make my father wait. I opened the door to the dining room and walked inside. Father was sitting on the short side of the table as mother and Lucian were sitting opposite each other on the long side of it. As I walked closer I noticed that no one was eating and the atmosphere was tense. Lucian's hands were clenched under the table and father expression told me he was displeased. They didn't even notice that I had walked into the room.

Mother was the first to notice me, so she stood up from her seat and came over to me.

"Darling I missed you so much" she said hugging me but got cut off by father.

"Teresa! Behave yourself" he said and mother tensed and walked back to her seat. I hated this, they could never act as parents. Father loved to show off his power and mother was too scared of him to do anything she wanted.

"Hazel! The queen and I need to speak with you alone" he said as he and mother stood up from their seats and started walking to the door that led to the next room. I glanced over at Lucian who was still sitting as a statue. He looked up and the expression on his face made my heart clench.

"Hurry!" father said who had already walked into the room. I hurried inside and the door got closed leaving Lucian alone in the dining room. What was happening? What did he do to Lucian?

Father walked to the center of the room and turned around with his arms crossed over his ċhėst. "Your husband is asking for my help" he started with a frown "but I can't invest in a war I am going to lose." I couldn't believe my ears. I knew that the kingdom was always his priority but I thought if his child was in danger he would at least help a little.

"What makes you so sure we are going to lose?" I asked.

"Your husband has no allies because of the rumors about him, thus his brothers are stronger now" he explained.

"So you are not going to help even if it means I can die?" I asked slowly becoming impatient.

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"That's why you can stay here with us if you want?" mother said.

"Are you telling me to leave my husband?"

"He can't protect you, you don't need someone who can't protect you" father insisted. I can't believe this! He was the one who made me get married to Lucian even though he knew of his reputation and without considering my feelings just for power, and now he was telling me to come back.

"And you can't throw me away and take me back whenever you want" I spat.

"Hazel!" mother said with a warning.

"Be careful! You cannot speak to your king like that" father yelled.

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"You are not my king anymore. Remember you sold me to another kingdom for power" I snapped "I am leaving with my husband now. If I die it's fine I will die with him. I was never treated like a living person here anyways" I said. I never defied my parents. I don't know where I the courage from this time. Turning my back I strode out of the room.

Lucian was nowhere in the dining room. Where did he go?

"Seems your husband thinks it's a good idea to leave you here as well" father voice came from behind. I clenched my fists to control the anger that was building up inside of me. How could Lucian leave me here without asking me if I wanted to stay? Ignoring my father I ran out of the dining room through the halls to the main garden. Everyone was staring at me in shock because it was unladylike to run, but I didn't care. I just hoped that Lucian hadn't left yet and was relieved when I found him outside with his men.

Everyone was gathered with their horses which only meant they were leaving. Lucian was leaving without me. Angry I walked toward him. When he saw me he looked surprised but when he realized I was angry he frowned. I walked closer and slapped him across the face. I heard some gasps coming from the guards and some of them stared in shock. Lucian ran his fingers through his hair as he looked back at me. A smile crept it's way to his face and I was shocked at his reaction. He should be angry for slapping him especially in front of everyone, so why was he smiling?

"What is the reason for slapping me wife?" he asked rubbing his cheek as if it hurt even though I was sure it didn't hurt him, not physically anyway.

"Don't call me wife. If I was your wife you wouldn't have decided to leave me." He looked at me confused.

"I thought you are the one that wanted to stay" he said.

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"And what makes you think that way?" I asked. His gaze shifted to something behind me and he clenched his jaw. I looked behind me, father was standing at the entry looking amused. It was father. He told Lucian I wanted to stay.

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     - S1C15

We sat leaning against a tree after Lucian told his men that we should rest for a while. I knew he was doing it for me.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To Maebeth. To your family." He was going to ask my father to help in this war between brothers. "Will you really kill your brothers?" I asked carefully.

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"Yes" he said without hesitation. I shivered at the thought.

"Even your nephews?" he clenched his jaw and closed his eyes then opened them again.

"I won't have to kill them because my brothers will."

Why? They are just kids. Why kill your family for the throne? That's something I could never understand. Standing up "we should continue" he said. We continued our journey and I was thankful that Maebeth wasn't far away from Decresh so we reached there at night, after riding the whole day.

My three brothers were the ones to welcome us. They spoke mostly to Lucian ignoring me totally. I wasn't expecting more, we were never close. Our family always separated men and women. While men were respected, almost worshipped women were mostly a property that belonged to the men or ready to be sold anytime.

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"The king is busy right now but will meet you tomorrow morning. You should eat and rest for now" my brother Harris said as he led us to the guest quarters. Looking at him and the rest of my brothers I couldn't help but wonder if they would kill each other when father dies.

"What a rude brother you have.It seems you are not close with your brothers either" he said as we entered the guest room.

"True" I said as my gaze landed on the table next to the bed were several food dishes were served covered with white food cover. I thought I would be hungry but my stomach was still upset from the ride so I didn't feel like eating anything.

"Are you hungry?" I asked my eyes traveling toward Lucian. He had already taken off his military attire and was left wearing a loose shirt that showed of his ċhėst with a pair of pants. It has been three nights since we slept in the same room so I felt nervousness take over my senses as I remembered what he had told me last night. He wanted to do wicked things to me. Wicked? I had asked Ylva what wicked means and she had told me it means devilish, sinful.

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"What are you thinking about?" Lucian asked laying on the bed leaning his head on his hand, watching me with those captivating eyes.

"Nothing" I said shaking my head standing stiffly on the same spot.

"Come here" he said patting next to him on the bed. He wants to do sinful things to me. I urged myself to move and took my cloak off walking to the bed. I lay down on my back next to him hesitantly looking up the sealing to avoid his intense gaze. From the corner of my eyes I could still see that he was staring at me in a silence that became unbearable.

"Lucian?" He took a deep breath.

"I never liked my name. My brothers used to tease me with it calling me Lucifer, making my name sound like a curse. Now when you say my name I like it. You make it sound like a beautiful prayer." I turned to look at him. He had a faint smile on his face but there was sadness in his golden eyes.

"Your name is beautiful and it's not a curse. Lucian means 'Man of light'." He looked at me surprised but then his face became serious.

"I am no man of light" he said " there is darkness inside of me."

"Everyone has a bit of darkness inside of them, that's ok because darkness and light can't exist without each other."

"Are you trying to comfort me?" he asked with a smile.

"I am just speaking the truth" I said.

It became silent again even though I had a thousand questions on my mind. Will you really kill your brothers? What about the note written in blood? Do you like me? But the question that came out of my mouth was "Why did you agree on waiting to consume the wedding?"

"You were scared of me and you still are sometimes."

"I don't want to be" I admitted.

"I would never hurt you.. but sometimes...I am not myself."

"What do you mean?"

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He lay on his back with a sigh "I am tired, let's sleep. I will tell you some other time" he said. I wanted to know but I was really tired myself as I found it hard to keep my eyes open. Closing my eyes I let the darkness take over.

I woke up in the morning with Lucian next to me. He was still sleeping on his back, but shirtless. The sheets covered his stomach but his strong ċhėst and arms were bȧrė. His raven black hair was spread across the pillow looking soft and shiny like silk. I took some of his hair in my hand and inhaled his spicy scent that did things to my body I couldn't explain.

My eyes traveled to his face, his eyebrows were thick and perfectly shaped and his eyelashes long and shiny. Now with his eyes closed they almost brushed his impressive cheekbones. His nose sharp and hooked cast a shadow on lips that spoke of sensuality. While his hair was dark as the night his skin was pale as the moon, so smooth it made my fingers itch for a touch. I ran my fingers along the edge of his sharp jawline up to the curve of his lips admiring his good looks when his eyes fluttered open and I stared into them unable to remove my gaze. That's when I realized why I had never studied his face before. His eyes were too captivating to make me notice the rest of his face.They held power and passion but they also spoke of secrets and pain.

He smiled with his eyes. I removed my hand and quickly looked away blushing hard. Even though I couldn't see him I could feel his smile widen at my reaction.

"No need to shy away wife I am all yours. You can stare and touch however much you want."

When I didn't say anything because I was so embarrassed he got up from bed and walked toward the table. My eyes landed on his broad muscular drawn-back shoulders as he walked gracefully. He wasn't too muscular but well built and lean. As he walked he ran his hand through his hair and my heart skipped a beat. Something with the way he walked and moved did strange things to my body. No wonder the maids drooled over him. I had seen his bȧrė upper body before but he had been soaked in blood back then. Now...wait! The scars! Even though some of his hair was covering his back but I could still see most of it and there was no scars. It's not possible. His wounds were very deep and I am sure they would leave scars but there was none.

"Wait!" I said before he could slide into his robe. I got up and walked over to him.

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"Wait" I repeated grabbing his arm and making him turn around. I removed the rest of his hair, no scars, not even a tiny one. His skin looked so smooth as if he never got whipped, not even once. It's not possible I thought shaking my head.

"What is it?" he asked confused turning around.

"There are..no scars. No scars on your back" I breathed in shock "How?"

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You wake in the morning and roll out of bed.

Making your way to the bathroom, you take a look in the mirror.

Your reflection stares back at you.

After you finish showering, you dry yourself and return to your bedroom. While you are getting dressed, something disturbs you.

You hear a strange noise coming from the bathroom.

Glancing across the hallway, you can just make out a dark silhouette in the bathroom doorway.

You barge into the bathroom but it is empty.

The air is still heavy with condensation. For a split second, you notice something in the corner of your vision.

A shadowy figure just slipped out the door.

You rub the fog off the mirror and stare into it but there’s nothing staring back.

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     -SEASON 1 CHAPTER 14

Lucian gazed down at Hazel as she blushed and he couldn't help but bring his hand up and ċȧrėss her pink cheek with his thumb. Heavens knew how much he wanted to lean down and kiss her. She was tempting him with this red dress and her bȧrė neck and shoulders. He had been surprised and relieved that he hadn't forced himself on her last night when his demon was in control.Seems that his demon craves Hazel as much as he does the only difference is that his demon doesn't care about Hazel's feelings while Lucian does.

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"Are you alright? I heard that the king is unwell" she asked worried. He had almost forgotten the big problem he had to deal with when he saw her.

"Hazel, I want you to pack some clothes, we will leave the castle". He didn't want for Hazel to stay another minute here. The king could die anytime and he knew that he would be the one to be attacked first, since his brothers hated him. Hazel looked confused at him "I will explain everything on the way" he said "now hurry!".

Once Hazel left Lincoln approached him "Your highness the horses are ready".

"Did oliver get information on what by brothers plan to do?" Lucian asked.

"Yes your highness. The crown prince is planning on attacking you first once the king dies and he has already pinned your brothers against each other, so that they kill each other and his job becomes easier". That sounded just like Pierre. Lucian had already expected that from his brother.

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"What did he tell them?"

"That I don't know your highness. But your brothers have already began to travel to gather their allies to help them get the crown. You should do that as well." That would be the difficult part since not many would want to be his allies and help him because of the rumors about him.

As if Lincoln read his thoughts he said "We should start with Maebeth kingdom." His wife's kingdom was a small kingdom that didn't have much power. Even if they agreed to help him it wouldn't be that much of a help.

Lydia packed a few clothes for me while Ylva helped me get dressed into more comfortable clothes. Both were worried when I told them about the situation. Just to calm them down "everything is going to be alright" I said even though I myself wasn't sure about that.

I walked out to the garden where Lucian seemed to be busy speaking to some soldiers. I just stood there staring at him. I have never seen him speak much before, he was a man of few words. Until now we never had a conversation that lasted long and I really wanted our marriage to work.

"My lady" looking to my side I found a smiling Oliver approaching me. Something about him was different. He didn't look like the usually tough and silent soldier, he looked rather innocent and playful even though he was tall and looked strong.

"Do you prefer a white or a black horse?" he asked. Did he expect me to ride myself? I knew that most princesses know how to ride, it was something a royalty should know but my father never even let me out let alone learn something. I was more a prisoner than a princess back home.

"She will ride with me" Lucian said suddenly standing next to me and taking my hand in his. Oliver smiled a smile that reached his eyes. What was he so happy about?

"Fine" he said shrugging his shoulders.

I placed my arms around Lucians waist as we rode off. "Hold on tight we will ride fast" he had told me but I didn't expect it would be this fast. Even though I thought this was too fast many soldiers were riding faster than us slowing down now and then for Lucian to catch up. That's when I realized he was actually riding slow compared to how fast he usually rides.

"You don't have to slow down because of me" I said "I am fine."

He chuckled "are you sure?"

"Yes" I replied.

"Fine then" he said in a challenging way and suddenly it felt as if I was flying away. The air whipping my face and hair and I got really scared holding onto Lucian even more. My grip was so hard around his waist I wondered if he could breath but he wasn't complaining. Trees, houses, cliffs and lakes were passing by quickly before my eyes and I felt dizzy and sick. I tried to close my eyes and ignore the dizziness and the urge to vomit but I couldn't fight it for long.

"Please stop" I whispered clatching onto Lucian wondering if he even heard what I said.

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Abruptly he stopped " are you alright?" he asked. I climbed down from the horse fast without any help and ran to the nearest tree throwing up everything in my stomach. Lucian was already beside me and held my hair away. "Don't.." I began before throwing up again. I didn't want him to see me like this.

"It's alright" he said massaging my back with one hand as he still held my hair with the other. I was so embarrassed when I turned around and found that all the soldiers stood there looking at me.

Lucian gave me a handkerchief as one of the guards handed him a bottle of water which he gave to me as well. "Drink" he said as I wiped my mouth still embarrassed "you should have told me to slow down."

I took sips of the water while Lucian watched me intently as if I would collapse anytime.

"I'm fine, let's continue " I smiled. I didn't want the journey to take longer than usual because of me.

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