Chapter 87
She was practically next to him.
The startling place she was found, along with her position, was completely unexpected. Nonetheless...
Her beautiful body, resting on the bit of grass, surrounded by flowers that seemed worthless compared to her ethereal features... Were the ones that took all of his breath away, instead of her abrupt appearance in his sights.
Noticing her closed eyelids and her silent breathing... He glanced all over her existence.
How the dress fell on her body, exhibiting without decorum her curvy lines... How the sun fell on the bare skin at her cleavage, long and slim neck, and her gorgeous and hypnotising countenance..... caused within him a suffocating sensation, an extremely passionate drive to sink his fingers in her soft body’s skin which was wrapped by such inconsiderate dress.....
Maddening jealousy invades his being, holding his grudge against the fortunate sunlight... That gets to touch her precious smooth skin without a care for permission and with no hint of rejection from the Lady.
Her hands, laying on top of her stomach, those he wanted to be touched with and..... Her seemingly modest... but voluptuous breasts...
’... Hahh... This woman is... She’s driving me crazy...’
The usually elusive and confident stance of the Crown Prince seemed to crumble in her presence. His fingers were tingling in restlessness, his feet wanted to close the distance to make it nonexistent, and his chest... The orchestra his lungs and his heart were playing with a chaotic tune... were all making his adrenaline heightened. Slowly but surely, summoning his dangerous and barely controlled thirst... That one type of thirst he only started to feel when he met the mysterious Lady.
Staying frozen in his place, Zeleskiaz observed Marianne for a long time before letting himself get closer.
Making sure she was asleep, it was only once the Prince was convinced, that he took action.
In complete quietude, he came to her side and, resting one of his knees on the grass mattress she was sleeping on... The Crown Prince took one of her spread strands of hair, and lifted it carefully, only to lean closer, breathe her aroma and shamelessly declare...