Chapter 104: Let Me Regret It
Her head throbbed, aching as if someone had struck her with a hammer. She couldn’t even scream; all she could do was gasp silently, her body trembling in the man’s arms. The pain was sharp but fleeting, and when her vision cleared once more, she realized her cheeks were wet with tears.
"Ah..." A soft, breathless sound escaped her lips, and her gaze slowly lifted to Rhaegar. His jaw was clenched, his expression taut with pain—and strangely, he looked as though he had suffered more than she had.
Strange. Somehow, that kiss brought her comfort and relief as if his lips had healing powers.
It took a moment for Lorelai to find the strength to move, but she managed to raise her hand and gently caress the king’s cheek, just as he had done for her minutes ago.
His jaw relaxed, and his eyes fluttered shut, accepting her soft touch. But then, with a tenderness that surprised her, he turned his head to capture her hand, pressing gentle kisses along the back of it, each kiss lingering as though he were savoring every moment.
Without a word, Rhaegar turned and carefully carried her to the bed, but Lorelai clung to him with a quiet desperation. She didn’t want to be without him. Not now. Not ever.
Rhaegar let out a soft sigh as she held him around the neck like a frightened child. He sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling her into his embrace. They didn’t speak; the only sound was the rhythmic thumping of their hearts, beating in time together.
Lorelai cried softly, her tears flowing freely down her cheeks. She didn’t try to hold them back. After a while, Rhaegar gently wiped them away with the back of his warm hand, brushing her eyelids with soft, tender kisses as though he were trying to soothe the hurt within her.
His affection for her was undeniable, and the princess didn’t want it to end.