Chapter 11: A Silver-haired Would Be Lucky To Have Him
Only the loud thud sound of my heartbeat could be heard, the moment he walked through those doors my soul left me, I gulped painfully as he approached us in loud steps that haunted me.
Dashing as always, black long thick leather jacket, honey-colored shirt beneath, black pants and boots, his walk step so attractive, his broad shoulders raised in pride, that confidence to his looks and style, those blank facial expression I couldn’t read, and I was married to this man, that thought made my heart beat more.
"Cedric my dear good for you to join us" mother said smiling warmly at him.
Cedric nodded lightly, not returning the smile.
"Mother," he said, taking his seat in the center, I was left silent making sure I didn’t raise my head, I nervously grabbed my culinary and continued eating, I chewed hardly on my food.
"So how did the meeting go? Why did the Emperor summon you urgently" mother asked.
"It was nothing important, he just wanted to see me," Cedric said, mother smiled more as she placed her hand on his, I just watched the action.
"He’s just like a father to you, he really looks up to you," she said.
"I’m sure it would have pained him that you quit the General position, you still haven’t told me why dear" she added worriedly.
Cedric was silent as he faced front, mother just sighed, something was off but I didn’t know what. I eagerly cut my chicken with my knife and at that moment Cedric just had to look at me, tensed at his stare, my knife moved the other way and the knife slit my finger slightly. I hissed at the pain.
"My Lady!" Olivia gasped worried as she grabbed a napkin and wrapped it on my finger.