Chapter 17: Night Together
The weather was calm, with no rain or dark clouds, it was just so peaceful, but cold. I was on the bed, the covers against my body, I was once again in my very revealing nightgown, which I hated the most, but it appears that mother will continue to torment me with dresses like this, I just hope it doesn’t last long enough still I produce an heir.
I was lost in thoughts, thoughts of what might transpire tomorrow, it was after all a picnic, it would be the first I was ever out in society ever since I was married into this house, I wondered what lay in store for me.
I heard the door barge open, I jolted a bit, I knew it was Cedric because I heard the sounds from his boots.
I gulped, suddenly I wasn’t just anticipating what might happen tomorrow but of right now.
In curiosity I turned on the bed quickly, the curtains were down. I couldn’t see anything, only his movement in the shadows, it made my heart pound more than I can bear.
This was the first night, ever since I was married, that I haven’t fallen asleep first, I was curious to where he has always slept all this time whenever I’m in bed, I was beginning to wonder when this charade of us spending the night together was gonna keep going, it appears I was about to find out.
The rest of the noises I heard were faint, I couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing, surely he wasn’t undressing, our dressing room was separate from the chambers, in what I have learned since I got here, so I figured I shouldn’t bother about that.
I was becoming very eager to lift the curtains but then he would know I was watching him.
"Spying on your husband now?" his smooth luxurious voice sounds, it sent a shiver down my spine... gosh! I hated what his voice did to my body, why was I feeling this way? His voice was emotionless, I could even tell without seeing his face.
Caught in my act I finally pushed the curtains to the side and then my gaze landed on him, I gulped. He was seated at the chair set, a book at hand, his back leaned on the couch, his fingers flipping the book, he spared me no glance he must be busy with this book of his. Staring at him right now he appeared studious, it was still hard to grasp the fact he was once a General.
Obviously, he looked built for what he was capable of, his matured features could tell you of all the experience and knowledge he had, but what puzzled me was his calm nature, someone like him was supposed to be brutal right?