CHAPTER 111: SMOOTH REPLIES

When I opened my eyes, I was in Drevon’s arms. I furrowed my eyebrow in confusion. "Drevon?"

He looked at me and smiled. "Good morning, little wife."

"Morning? What—" I tried to move to look, but his grip was like steel around me.

"Easy now, your body is still weak."

"I-I thought we were having dinner."

"Unfortunately, you couldn’t make it."

"What happened?"

"You don’t remember?"

"Remember what?"

It took a minute before he replied. "You were in pain, and then you fainted."

"Is that all that happened?"

"You worry too much," he said in a faint tone.

Something didn’t feel right. I didn’t feel right. Because I couldn’t remember anything else after the feeling of pain in my chest, walking all the way to my throat. I think I fainted right after.

Random fainting from stress wasn’t unusual for me, but memory loss? It was just like my encounter with Damon. I can’t remember anything.

So the main question came again. What exactly happened in that moment of memory loss?

"Did you use your moonblood to heal me?"

"Yes..."

Maybe his moonblood is affecting me. I haven’t been sick for a long while, which was one of the benefits of it, but now I’m having blanks. I don’t like the sound of that.

"Will you let me go now?" I asked, getting itchy with the way he locked his arms tightly around me like I’d disappear.

At my request, his grip tightened more.

"You’ll crush me."

His hands slackened, but I was still trapped.

"Are you uncomfortable in my arms?" he asked with a hint of hurt in his tone.

Did he hold me in his arms all through the night? Just the thought of it got my heart racing.

I blushed. "It’s not that...Your manhood, it’s poking my backside like a rod."

I wondered if he, in fact, had a rod in his pants because that can’t be his cock.

He gave me an irresistible smile, and I felt like I had stopped breathing for a moment. "Forgive the natural effect. Rest assured, I have no intentions of using it at the moment."

"But still let me go, my body will go numb."

He did, but kept his hands on my waist, adjusting me so that I was now sitting on his lap. By the gods! This position was now even worse; his bulge was now poking my ass!

"How do you feel now?"

Dare I reply honestly?

"I feel off," I replied. That was one way to sum it up, aside from Drevon’s cock I cannot be specific.

He nodded. "What else?"

What else? I chewed the inside of my mouth.

"Eloise," he said softly. "You know you can tell me anything. Whatever it is, tell me."

When it came to confiding in someone, it was one of the things I never got to experience in my life. There was Talia, although I wasn’t completely honest with her about some things. Osha? I was surprisingly more honest with her.

But at that point of opening yourself to someone completely, I never really did. I felt like I could with Drevon.

"I feel like something is missing." I furrowed my eyebrow. "I think your moonblood is giving me blanks."

He brushed his fingers up and down my back in a slow, soothing motion. "Moonblood has never been used on humans, especially to heal."

"I know that, and I know there might be side effects."

"But you don’t think it’s just about side effects, do you?"

I gulped at his words. I knew something was odd, but I couldn’t tell what, and it’s frustrating.

"Why did you make Ravyn my protector?"

"Because she’s the only person I can trust to protect you."

"Why her?"

He was about to speak, but I cut him off.

"She mentioned something about me going to you because of the coldness in my throat. Why would she know that?"

"As you know, she’s your sworn protector. I told her about your discomfort, that it’s important that you seek me out when that happens," he replied smoothly,

"Huh..." I murmured. "Then how would you ease this discomfort, husband?"

He grinned, showing me his perfectly white teeth. "With my moonblood."

"Don’t you think it’s careless to heal me at every discomfort with your moonblood? And how exactly do you use it?"

"I can’t bear to see you in pain," he voiced with sincerity, and I found myself captivated by that expression on his face.

"Know this, Eloise. I never want to see you in pain, ever. Your well-being matters greatly to me."

I don’t know what else to say, so I changed the topic.

"How was court?"

When I didn’t get a reply, I looked back at him to find a look of surprise on his face.

"W-What?"

He chuckled softly. "You have never asked me about that."

"Are you certain?"

He kissed my neck. "Yes."

"Okay, I’m asking now, what plans do you have for your brother?"

His kisses halted, and he leaned away so that I could see him.

"Ravyn gave you my message, did she not?"

"She did."

"So?"

"I think it’s best if you allow me to deal with Damon. There is no need to worry about that, nor try to meet with him again."

Oops! Was that disapproval I sensed in his tone?

"I’m afraid I’ll have to disagree with you."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Your brother used me to turn the empire against you, making you a threat. Do you think I’d let that slide? Not in a million years." I turned to the side with my gaze sharpened. "That’s one more to my list. I won’t die in peace until I put them in their place."

"Them?"

"How could I have forgotten?" I snapped my gaze to Drevon and gripped his sharpened jawline. "Husband," I mouthed slowly with venom clinging to my tone. "Care to tell me why you were speaking with that poker face?"

Drevon’s entire body went still. "Poker face?"

"The lady Sloane, you’re supposedly betrothed to."

"Eloise—"

I placed a finger to his lips.

"I didn’t question you then because of the chaos that ensued after, but no mistake, husband. I don’t easily forget things."

A look of delight crossed his features, and his bulge got bigger until I could feel it pushing up my heat.

If it weren’t for the layers of clothing between us, I wonder what could have happened.

"Oh, Eloise..." he purred. "The way you unravel me and now having you speak in such an authoritative tone does things to me."

H-Huh?