Chapter 28: Missing Little Lamb
Getting married to someone he liked would only make them a target for his enemies to use against him, which is why he thought deeply about marrying someone based on politics, with no emotions attached to it. Ivan didn’t want to marry just anyone cause his Grandmother suggested so, but if he did, he was going to make sure that the woman he married was capable of protecting herself, and of course, someone who has more familiarity with the dangers of his Palace, and has experienced a few tragical scenes herself to know what she would be up against, and the only princess he could think of was Ivy.
Ivan was straightforward with what he wanted from her, with no hidden intentions or ulterior motive attached, and Ivy folded her arms. She could feel her heart swelling with a tinge of anxiety just by looking into those eyes that could smolder her into heat, and she said. "I do not know about that Lord Ivan, am I not entitled to think this through?"
"Take the time you need, I am the least person in a hurry to get married. To make this clear, I am not forcing you into marrying me, so don’t think in that direction, and don’t expect anything from me cause I owe you no rights. A marriage of love leads to both parties becoming vulnerable, and that is not what I’m looking for considering the dangers in the Palace." He stated.
"I don’t do love, I just need a wife that will end my Grandmother’s tantrum, someone who won’t disturb me, and you’re the only one who seems to fit that role, cause we are both skilled when it comes to minding our businesses and personal matters."
"Is that a compliment? My Lord?"
"Deem it as you see fit." He took a step closer to Ivy, but she didn’t back away, neither did her eyes flinch when he was standing so close to her.
"Do not fret, I am only harmful to those who hurt me."
"I do not know of this fear you speak of." Ivy quipped, and when she felt her walls starting to crack by looking into those eyes, she immediately looked away, and a smile he didn’t notice crept up to her lips. "I shall think about your offer and give you my response when I am ready. As of now, how are things with the royals, and the court?"
Ivan’s lips dangerously twitched, "It was to my expectations, someone’s trying to poison me." He dropped.