Queen Era: The Monster I Love - Chapter 172
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CHAPTER 171
“You are too beautiful to look away from. I would rather appreciate your beauty than look elsewhere.”
There he went, with his sweet words. Who would have thought or believed it that the tyrannical king of Etheria, the most feared monster could sweet-talk a woman?
Before Vidor got the chance to sweet talk Era some more, the Queen looked at him, sending him a warning glare not to try anything stupid but rather than take her serious, he smiled lovingly at her, his perfect facial features becoming more visible as he leaned forward towards her.
Sensing danger in her mind, she instinctively leaned back a fraction, to retain the space that was between them. Fortunately for her, Vidor was not going for her face or lips had she had imagined, rather he reached out with his free hand and picked up some fallen strands of her hair, brushing them behind her ear before trailing it down its length, enjoying how silky they felt, yet soft and comforting.
“You have beautiful hair,” he compliments. “Although I wonder for how long you plan on sitting that way? You would only end up straining your back muscles and I would be accused by your Lady royal for stressing out my queen.”
“Ahem… Well.” she pushed back up, ignoring the closeness between their faces as her gaze remained glued to his hand. “Aeverie wouldn’t blame you, be rest assured. ”
He nodded at her, his hands still playing with her hair, allowing the feeling last longer.
“Though, I on the other hand, I cannot say I wouldn’t blame you.”
“I did nothing wrong,” Vidor fought back.
“You have been staring and staring is wrong, your majesty.”
“But for someone that belongs to me…” he arched a brow at her go see if she would refute his words by she didn’t. “Now that ain’t staring anymore.”
“Whatever you say.” she dropped the herbs, closed it and took out a cloth to tie his wound with it.
“One question.”
“I’m all ears.”
“I thought the herbs were to be boiled to gain the our potency. Why sprinkle it on the wound directly?”
“For open wounds like this, it can work. It’s healing properties would work even without boiling and since Louis hasn’t been found, which I can guess why, considering the order you gave.”
“That was different. I wanted to have some time to rest.”
“Then I should be on my way then.”
“No. I want no one but my queen by my side, Era.”
She let out another sigh, her shoulders falling as she did so. She was tired herself. She had been up all night till this morning just because of him. Though her own tiredness could not compare to his, she was stressed out nonetheless.
Not saying anything, he allowed her finish tying up the wound and packing things up while he played with her hair and once she was done and was about carrying the things away, Vidor placed his injured hand over hers, stopping her from the work she was about to do and bringing her focus down to him.
Up till that moment, he had not been able to let go of his hard-on with her close by. Era gulped before voicing out what she didn’t dare to before.
“I am sorry but I cannot sleep with you.”
“Bold thing to say, little rabbit.”
“I am not a rabbit, up your majesty.”
“You want to know why I call you that?” He quickly geared the conversation away.
“Yes please.”
“Take a wild guess.”
“Because I look like a stubborn rabbit or a pet to you?”
“That can be one reason. You are stubborn you know Era but that is not the reason.” He peeled his gaze away from her eyes and let the, wander over her skin, to her hair and then back to her face and neck. “Beach use of this.”
He let go of her hair, using his finger to trail down her head to her face, cheeks, jaw and neck, then brought it to her hand.
“You look like a white rabbit. Your skin color, so beautifully white and charming, in contrast to that of your…”
He couldn’t say it. He had no right to make mention of them no matter what and she sensed his refusal. Understood why but she did not speak about it either. He was right not to have dared what he wanted to.
She would have gotten mad because of it.
“I should go return these.”
Trying to get up and unfortunately, back to their earlier decision, Era took his reluctance as her chance to disappear and she stood up.
He stood up too, getting close to her and before she could figure out what his next move was, she leaned back, trying to avoid him but Vidor was fast.
He slid his hand quickly to her waist, going up to her back while the other moved to her back, behind her knees and in one swift move he had picked her up, carrying her bridal style and began to move.
“Vidor, what are you doing?”
It was one of the first time she had called out his name before him like they were very close. He loved it and wished she could do so even more but not in the less emotional way she was calling it.
“Vidor out me down,” Era ordered. Being the king that he was, obedient to none, he snickered at her and made his way to his bed chamber.
Alarmed, Era’s eyes shot wide open, when she titled her head to see where they were going and she decided to give talking to him another chance, perhaps he would listen to reason.
“Vidor, please let me go. I can’t.” He still did not respond to her plea so she resulted in acting the only way she knew, struggling.
Apparently, that had caught his attention and he spoke up. “Stop struggling or I would fulfill your request and drop you.”
His eyes darkened with the similar coldness she was known to.. A chill ran down her spine instantly. What had she gotten herself into?