Chapter 152: Can’t afford falling in love
Cedric’s face was stoic, making it hard for Abrielle to know if he was joking or not. "The best remedy will be to get you out of the dress. It must be hard being in that corset all day." He casually stated like it was no big deal saying she should strip in a carriage.
"You must be joking. Right?" Abrielle chuckled, brushing off his words. Finally, a smirk graced his words. "Not really, it doesn’t sound like a bad idea, but I understand that you would rather endure the discomfort than get out of the dress. " He answered.
A black smoke-like particle started leaving his fingertips while he continued rubbing her feet, and the pain slowly disappeared. Abrielle was surprised at his healing techniques. It was different from what she had envisioned. "Why is it black instead of green?" She curiously asked. Her head was even getting clear, and her stomach upset recovered.
He had definitely used healing magic, but it was different. "Because it isn’t healing magic," Cedric answered.
"Then what is..." Cedric shushed her, placing his thumb on her lips. "You ask a lot of questions. curiosity killed the cat, remember."Cedric answered. He obviously was hiding something from Abrielle, the true nature of his abilities, which she was unaware of. It was something Cedric didn’t want to share with her yet.
"My lips are sealed."
"You didn’t have a choice either in the first place."
The carriage continued its journey, and soon, they arrived at the seaside castle where the couple resided. The door was open and Cedric stepped out first to give Abrielle a hand.
Her little hand was completely covered by his larger palms. Abrielle was puzzled, wondering if she was going to walk on the snow barefoot since Cedric already pulled off her shoes, yet she didn’t resist and accepted his hand. She dared not refuse.