Chapter 3 Her curiosity

"lady Emily, master George is here to see you, he is waiting for you at the garden porch".

"Again?!" Emily said with annoyance obvious in her tone. She was at the library at the time the maid called out to her.

George seemed to have turned it into a daily routine to always see Emily in the few days that he had left before his coronation.

Emily was very irritated and displeased, seeing him once in a while was one thing, and seeing frequently was another in an entirely different level of irritating. Emily had begun thinking of what it would be like to marry him and spend a night together, thinking of that gave her chills down her spine, she couldn't even stand him much less marry him.

She sluggishly left the library to get to George, she just wanted to get it over with. She had finally gotten there and had waited for quite some time.

"Where could he be?" Emily asked herself. She knew that she made a mistake coming here she should have just ignored him.

Natasha's bed chamber...

"Ah ah!! "

"Keep your voice down," He said as he continued to thrust inside of her as they laid on the bed. They had been in the heat of the moment.

"I'm......about.....to"

"Release your seeds inside of me!" She screamed

"What if..." He said still struggling to hold his own.

"I won't get pregnant".

"Arghh" George growled as he still released his semen outside.

They had been panting vigorously

"Even as I reassured you that I won't get pregnant," she said still panting and sounding tired as she laid on the bed.

"I couldn't... risk it," he said still panting.

later on...

"Ah, Emily!" George called out to Emily as he took big wide steps to her. Emily had gotten tired of waiting and sat down to read the book that she had asked a maid to get for her, before she got interrupted by George.

"Yes? May I be of help to you?" Emily asked George not glancing at him while still reading her book.

"I hope that you are not too mad, I had something to take care of urgently".

"Well I wonder what that thing was, that made you so busy," she said closing her book and getting up.

"Because I heard that you had already arrived here and that I should be out to meet you and I have been here for quite a long time! " Emily said as her tone started to increase and become more violent.

"I am sorry please do not be angry"

"I am not angry" lies. Of course, she was angry. She was very furious and had imagined more ways than one to inflict injuries on him.

"Well I must be off then, goodbye," she said prostrating for manners, then began walking away

"Already?!" George dare ask after he came so late.

"Well you have missed a lot of time with your 'busy' schedule, you are now free to continue with it, it's getting quite cold outside" and with that Emily made her escape.

George had just watched her as she walked passed him and headed inside the manor.

"You will be mine, I swear, " George said under his breath as he began to make his way out of the Garheé manor.

Emily laid on her bed thinking of her dark knight, the mysterious man that she met that day she went out with madame Lucinda, his low husky voice as he talked. She had been imagining too many romantic scenarios between them and these days she had been reading too many romantic and erotic books. But of course, it was not madame Lucinda who had been giving her those books. It had been her ladies in waiting who read those books that caught her interest and made her want to read them, so she occasionally asked them for their books and returned them. That had been their little secret all this while.

She thought about his broad shoulders and his beautiful grey eyes and she noticed his lovely fingers when he had talked even though he wore gloves his hand had still managed to look big and manly with his long fingers, she started to imaging his fingers running through her skin and loosening the lace in her corset...

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Emily was shocked by the sudden knock on the door, especially while she was thinking such dirty thoughts, she quickly sat up and adjusted her dress.

"You may enter!" She yelled for the person to be able to hear her. It was madame Lucinda who had knocked at the door and was coming in for only God knows what reason.

"Is there anything wrong?" Emily asked as politely as she could, to not make it obvious that she was not pleased with her coming and interrupting her moment.

"I just came to see what you were doing, your ladies-in-waiting are preparing a bath for you, so I came to call you to go take your bath before the water gets cold".

"Okayyy I will be on my way to go bath soon," Emily said undecided on whether to ask her questions or let her leave.

Madame Lucinda had been on her way leaving the room so it was a tough choice for Emily.

"Wait!" Emily yelled before madame Lucinda could leave her room.

"Yes?"

"May you stay for a while?" Emily said with an awkward grin on her face.

"Ah? I wonder what you might need".

"Please don't get me wrong when I ask you this and please don't look at me suspiciously," Emily said trying to justify herself before there is any misunderstanding or conclusion drawn.

"Please do carry on," madame Lucinda said looking at Emily trying to puzzle what Emily was on to.

"Do you know if...the duke of darkness is wedded already"

"Well that was a question coming out of nowhere," madame Lucinda said with shock written on her face.

" see," Emily said pointing to the fact that she had asked her not to think of her suspiciously.

"Well no one has heard anything concerning marriage so I don't know for sure but I don't think so," madame Lucinda said with a frown on her face due to the puzzling question that Emily had asked.

" why do you ask?"

"I got curious"

"Pease let it end at just curiosity"

"Yes, madame" Emily said trying to bite down her grin.

"Well if that is all you wanted, I might as well be on my way to let your ladies-in-waiting for know to prepare your bath, I have taken too much time here". She said excusing herself from Emily's bed chambers.

Emily jumped up immediately the moment madame Lucinda left her bed chambers, she was surprisingly happy to hear that he had not wedded, but then she had remembered that she was still to wed George, soon at that, it immediately put an end to her good mood.

She certainly did not like the fact that she was to be wed to him.

Barvoté manor....

" your grace "

"Speak Pablo," Elijah said as he searched through some of his documents on his table.

"His highness has sent you yet again another messenger"

"Describe him" Elijah often killed any useless messenger the king sent until they were down to only four of them.

"The bald one with a big stomach"

"Arggh that is the most annoying one, it just might be his time to die now if he does anything". Elijah said as he rubbed the frown line in between his brows.

"Please call him in," He said leaning in to his chair.

Pablo had later come with the messenger. The messenger walked in with so much confidence like he couldn't die right that moment.

Elijah just seeing him was itching to cut off his head. Well, he must have been used to his manor, he was one of the only ones to still be alive.

The newly appointed king, Harold would on a few occasions sent letters to Elijah that would most times rile him up but Elijah would usually throw it into the furnace, he hardly even looked at the letters that he sent. But since it had been quite a very long time since he sent him any letters maybe it would not be stupid so he decided to just read it this time. He thought that it would be something serious or worth looking at for once.

After the messenger gave the letter to Elijah, Pablo had moved back because the duke usually told Pablo that whenever any messenger comes to deliver a letter he should move back just in case he was going to just throw a dagger at one of them or slice through them with his sword, he didn't want any hindrance.

Elijah had been reading the letter for quite some time since he was given the letter, his facial expressions started to change, he seemed angry and irritated at the same time, and his jaw was clenched.

"What the hell is this?"