Chapter 337: Blackthorn’s castle
"I understand but it was thanks to that mark I could find you. A part of my magic is trapped in it, just so you know no matter where you go I will find you." He added in a serious tone. She nervously gulped.
Was that a good thing or a bad thing? "Then why do you bother using the chain." She asked him.
"It saves me time to search for you," Cedric answered. He was able to track Abrielle after his encounter with Azrael. Azrael said he knew where she was, and it was true he could sense her, but it was shrouded by another power.
He guessed it was a witch manipulation to make it hard for the slaves to be tracked. The mark was mysterious it made him feel her emotions and pain at times. It was a link between them he didn’t want to sever.
Cedric was able to overcome the obstacles by accepting himself completely.
"Are you not scared of telling these secrets?" Cedric raised his head releasing his hold on her as he broke out of her embrace.
"The least the best I can do is to let you know the monster you are truly married to." He replied, she didn’t like the way his tone seemed.
"Let’s go out for a breath." He suggested. He stood up his gaze going to the window. "It must have been stuffy staying in one room."
"I need to change my outfit first. Can you get the maids?" Abrielle requested. There was no way she could go out in the simple dress she was wearing. She has a reputation as a princess.