Chapter 26 — Her Deal
"Is this what you’re looking for?" a familiar woman’s voice demanded, her shadow cast on the wall from behind.
Lucian, who had been bent over, straightened up, closed the wardrobe and turned to face the silver-haired woman behind him.
It hadn’t been long since he last saw her, yet here she was, standing right in front of him.
Her silver hair, though tied into a ponytail, still cascaded down to her waist. She wore a white silk dress adorned with delicate blue lace at the edges, with floral patterns scattered across the fabric.
"You?" Lucian raised an eyebrow, his voice barely audible in the large room.
"You look surprised to see me. Did you forget my face? We have met it has been only a day," Cynthia remarked, studying her husband’s expression of shock and confusion.
"The grin on her face never fades, does it?" Lucian wondered, narrowing his eyes.
"...I haven’t forgotten your face," he sighed. "And why are you in my bedroom?" He demanded, clenching his fist in order to control his anger.
The silver-haired young woman kept a smile on her face even if she could understand the unhappiness Lucian felt upon seeing her.
Because I love seeing you mad... But I can’t say that, can I?
"Now, you surprise me, Your Highness. You brought me here yourself after I took the poison meant for you," Cynthia responded calmly, settling onto the bed with an air of nonchalance, toying with the red crystal in her hand.