Chapter 161: Who is prettier?
Abrielle bit her lips, being caught red-handed and lost for words. The carriage suddenly jolted as it started to glide in the snow. Abrielle lost her balance, falling on Cedric, her face in between his legs.
Her eyes glanced up at him from the embarrassing position they were in. She quickly jolted away to move from the compromising position she was in.
The carriage was swaying and lacked balance. Abrielle ended up tripping again, almost falling on the floorboard. Her heart was thudding in her chest over the chaotic situation. There wasn’t any storm yet and it was already this bad, moving in the thick snow.
Luckily for her, she never got to kiss the floorboard with her face. It was embarrassing how clumsy she was. Cedric’s arm wrapped around her waist, holding her firmly in place, stopping her fall before he drew her closer. "Moving in this snow is annoying, but fortunately, the main road is cleared. It won’t be bumpy from there on," Cedric spoke.
They were too close for comfort. She felt his breath fan over her skin as he spoke from behind her ears. Abrielle’s throat was a bit dry all of a sudden, making her nervously gulp.
"Thank you for helping me out, but I can sit on my own. This feels a bit uncomfortable." She blurted, wanting to scramble away from his hold. She had decided it was best to give themselves some space but he kept on evading hers.
"The ride is still bumpy; you might slip and hit your head on something. I don’t want your family to think I can’t take proper care of you." Cedric replied self-righteously, leaving her dumbfounded. Her mouth parted and closed, honestly, finding what to answer.
The audacity he had was dumbfounding. "That is a bit hard to believe, considering it came from the same man who almost choked me to death and threatened my life on several occasions. At times I do feel safer away from you." Abrielle brazenly said to Cedric clearly forgetting about Cedric’s temperament.
At times she really acts like she forgot her brain on her bed. Was Cedric offended? No, he wasn’t; there was no denying he did those things. "What about all the times I had saved you, Moonstone Harbour? You would have drowned if I wasn’t there. Not to forget the winter hunt," Cedric argued back, honestly, just enjoying the feeling of bickering with her while she was in his arms. He didn’t know when he started enjoying closing the distance between them.
"If you hadn’t forced me to come along to the hunt, I would not have been in that situation in the first place, and if it wasn’t embarrassing to go around as Prince Cedric’s wife to buy sex drive potions, I would not have been in those situations in the first place." She cleanly shifts the blame to Cedric. He was a bit stunned at how she kept getting consistent about going to Moonstone Harbour to get sex drive potions.
He wondered how she would react if she knew he knew the true intentions and reasons she went to Moonstone. She might probably try another reckless move to kill him. Thinking about that, Abrielle had not attempted any silly attempts in a long while. Did she truly stop?