---- 278. EYES TO SEE YOU NARRATOR Things were arranged in a pretty crazy,id-back way; even so, with the samples he''d had, Drir felt confident. He already felt victory in his hands... both "Victorias": the battle and his sensual vampire. Who would''ve thought that, in the end, he''d wind up dead inside because of that seductress who had him with his tongue hanging out and, speaking of death...

    As they were heading out, with the sun just peeking over the horizon, the undead general appeared with his sorceress. Drir greeted them briefly near the walls. He had to organize his men, so he left them with Zarek, who wasing out through the castle gate. The prince had sensed him from kilometers away. As much as his face stayed as indifferent as always, in his head and his soul, he was on edge.

    While he came down the broad steps at the fortress entrance, he saw him pass under the tall grates. ---- Rousse was holding the hand of a small woman wearing a bandage over her eyes His general''s serious gaze found him at once, even among the soldiers on horseback passing by and the carts of weapons. Rousse wasing toward him, and Zarek moved forward too, meeting on thending.

    "My lord," Rousse gave a respectful salute, "So I''m supposed to be calm because you left with Victoria, and then I find her doing indecent things with that lycan." Zarek''s eyebrow lifted, pretending to speak coolly. "You didn''t protect her from the worst threat..." "It was my fault, vampire prince. I distracted him from his duties .." Meridiana''s voice jumped in at once; she looked a little anxious as she pointed to her own chest. She didn''t understand the dynamic between Zarek and Rousse.

    She just heard the sharp tone and thought her male had gotten himself into trouble. "Now you even have someone to defend you?" a snort slipped from the prince''s lips. ---- Deep down, though, his eyes shed with tangled feelings. He saw how Rousse looked at the woman, in love, and reassured her; she had truly managed to revive his heart. Besides, Victoria hadn''t exaggerated.

    Clearly, Rousse could no longer hide his "humanity." "Her name is Meridiana, and she''s my wife," Rousse''s voice came out rough and deep. He looked at Zarek again, and so many things seemed to be said without words, the way it had always been "Good, then I can only add that if someone makes my general happy..." The prince stretched out his hand and took Meridiana''s. She started a little, but didn''t pull away. "You have my eternal gratitude, and you''ll find a friend and ally in me.

    We''re all family now." He kissed the back of Meridiana''s hand with his cold lips. The sorceress''s cheeks went crimson. There was nothing improper about it, only the deepest respect and thanks the prince, descendant of the first Selenias, could grant her. "Y-you''re wee. I''m grateful too, for looking after him until ---- now," Meridiana stammered, a bit nervous. She''d thought this man would be an arrogant jerk.

    Even if she couldn''t see him, his aura soaked in blood and war could be smelled from afar. But she discovered that beneath all those warnings and thorns was a noble, charming man. Atrue prince. "Go rest, little one, the trip was long." Rousse kissed her blonde hair, nudging her toward him with his huge hand. "You''re going to fight," Meridiana''s voice rang in his mind. "Yes, it''s necessary. But I''ll be fine," he soothed her. "I know. I trust you," his sorceress warmed his chest once more.

    Just then, Victoria''s cheerful voice came from inside, calling her and dragging her off to where the women were having breakfast. Meridiana nced toward the entrance, where Rousse had stayed. Even if she couldn''t see him, she could still feel his eyes on her. Why does this feel more like a party than a war? "Meridiana, I''m going to be a sister! Mom''s pregnant!" Victoria ---- was chattering more than usual. Meridiana sighed, but soon caught her joy.

    If her dear wolf Lord was going to fight, and she couldn''t care less, then everything was fine. After all, her man... couldn''t die anymore.style

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