Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon - Chapter 205

“Even with the room filled with so-called influential people, my eyes will always look at you. Your bewitching beauty and sinister heart will never cease to spellbound me. You will never be bland or dreary to me,” Silja said without a teasing smile on her face.

Donovan looked at her with narrowed eyes.

Sinister heart and bewitching beauty, she said. But Donovan didn’t look a bit offended but looked more like he was proud of the words she used for him.

He remembered the incident from the ballroom. When the girl dancing in his arms refused to look at him. Now the same girl was promising this.

How long that has come!

He smiled and continued.

“My love for you will always guide me to you. You will be my ultimate destination. I will always come to you. You will be my home, my safe haven,”

With the one free hand, Donovan caressed her cheek gently.

And Silja just looked in his eyes without uttering any other word. She didn’t know what should she say after she heard his words. She has said it all.

When Donovan saw her tongue tight he took the remaining strep of ribbon and tied it tightly around their hands.

No more vows were needed, all that should be said was conveyed by her eyes.

From now on there was no turning back, no matter what the situation will be she will be his and he will be hers.

“In the presence of this holy moon and the stars, are you willing to be my wife?” His deep husky voice rang in her ears.

Silja felt her throat go dry for a moment as she tried to muster up the courage to say her answer.

She has already said yes once at the time of their marriage announcement then why was she still feeling butterflies in her stomach when she heard him asking again?

Strange…

She isn’t a person who hesitated to say something then why she was now tonguing tight in front of him.

And this wasn’t the first time this happened, Donovan has had a very deep influence on her the moment they met. It was as of he was changing her slowly, but by bit, she felt herself loosing in to him.

Is it what they call destiny?

Maybe….

Silja stared at Donovan without blinking while Donovan looked at her with eager eyes. No one said anything and just whistles of cold wind dominated the cold and calm night. The symphony of silence, made from the music of their heart, beating in sink.

For Donovan, every passing second was like a century as he waited for Silja to say that magical words.

“Yes…,” and she finally said what he wanted to hear bringing the most beautiful smile on his lips.

Silja also shaded tears of joy her heart skipped the bit as Donovan instantly pulled her in and joined their lips to seal the bond.

Donovan was sure that he has never heard such a beautiful word before.

The moment she said yes his heart started to thud even more wildly.

And he couldn’t wait any longer. The moment their lips met they forgot everything around them.

His kiss was demanding but not so rough. Silja felt like he was marking her with that kiss, ever so gently and ohh so amazingly.

This time she has opened her lips voluntarily for him. And Donovan did was she wanted, he explore her lips with utmost concentration.

Silja’s body went limp and Donovan held her with his one hand while their other hand was still bound in the ribbon of their vow.

Soon the kiss ended leaving Silja in dazed.

“Its turn to give you the present of being my wife,” with that Donovan pulled the broach he was wearing in his coat. To complete the ceremony he has to crown her with the tiara as a symbol of their wedding.

But the one that was prepared wasn’t there so he used the diamond broach he was wearing as a tiara.

He smoothen her hair and thankfully found some other pins still attached to her hair.

“My wife, will you help me a bit here?” His one hand was tied and it was a bit of a task to fit the broach as a tiara on her head.

Silja smiled and took the diamond jewellery from his hand. She then took some of the flower veins from the side to make a garland like structure and fixed the jewellery in it.

Once she was done Donovan looked at her proudly.

“Very well,” he said and took it from her hand.

“May I?” He bowed a bit asking for permission like a refined gentleman that he wasn’t at all.

And when he behaves in such a way how could Silja say no, the wife bends her knee slightly so her man can crown her.

Donovan gently combed her hand and smoothen them before he put the just made crown on her head.

“From today onwards you are the wife of Donovan Regalhelm, you have right on everything that is mine. In this relationship we will share equal standing from today till the last day,” Donovan said and then straighten Silja and places a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Till death do us apart,” she said the last words.

“Even death can’t do us apart,” he said looking at her. Before once again they shared a long kiss.

The son has started to appear on the horizon and its soft red rays were creating a breathtaking scenario.

In the shadow of red warm rais, the couple stood there kissing each other passionately.

This wasn’t just the start of any day, but it was a new start to their life.

An endless journey that has to walk with each other. Together or apart their heart will beat for each other, providing strength to their other half.

Silja’s scent, her taste, her whole being was so addictive and today he has marked this woman his. Just a thought of it was making Donovan lose the control he has till now.

Silja moaned as he pressed their body harder. With one hand join it was hard to kiss her properly but Donovan has lost control. He explored her mouth like never before and this time kiss wasn’t as simple as before. He wanted her and now there was nothing that could stop him.

Silja’s moans worked like oil in fire and the fire started to burn even harder.

Donovan was kissing her senseless and Silja couldn’t keep up with his rapid movements and the overflowing emotions.

He bite on lips and interwind their tongues but suddenly he felt that the girl in his arms went limp.

Donovan opened his eyes wide as he stabilize Silja body and made her lean on his.

“Silja…. Silja…” Donovan called her but the girl didn’t respond.

She has passed out.

Silja’s whole face has turned pale from the exhaustion of the whole day. The emotional and mental roller coaster has broken her and when she met Donovan’s aggressive advances her body couldn’t hold any longer and collapsed.

Donovan frowned hard as he saw her condition.

He lost control momentarily and didn’t realise that Silja has endured so much physically and mentally throughout the day. It was a miracle that she didn’t collapse the moment she saw him.

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By the time Silja was brought back to the castle by Donovan sun had already come out completely.

The new days has started but none of the people of the royal castle was in the mood to relax until they saw Donovan and Silja back safely.

Donovan directly sent Silja to his chamber straight.

Yes, now that they are already married she didn’t have to stay in that small chamber that was used for guests.

Soon the healer was summoned to attend Silja and check if she was fine or not.

Donovan explained everything to his parents and when the healer confirm that she was okay only then he left to finish the work.

Well, he has yet to deal with Gwendolyn and her parents.

It was yet another mystery how did they manage to execute the plan in such tight security.

Not to forget the Witch that was used. It was impossible that they found such skilled Witches because Donovan and his family has recorded all the secrets Witches roaming on the land and working under the ruler of different duchies. And as long as he knew Rockshir didn’t have any of such skill witchers.

And Donovan has yet to deal with Gwen. Silja has taken her revenge but how could he let her go just like this.

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