SMITTEN - Chapter 117

Pls dont open unless title has been changed. Im really sorry for this. My head is splitting right now. I will update this the soonest. Thank you for understanding!

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He couldn’t keep count of the number of times that he has visited her since their last conversation at the Royal Chancery.

“Yes, your Majesty,” Rosalia bowed down to him.

Leandro drew in a deep breath as he pinched his lower lip. It has been a day or two and Lady Aisha was not leaving her Chamber, which was so unlike her.

He glanced at the closed door of the Chamber, hesitating if he would wake her up or not.

“Do not worry about milady, my lord. She’s a strong woman. I believe she will be back to her usual self in no time,” Rosalia took courage to speak, perhaps trying to alleviate his distress.

To their surprise, they heard her familiar voice calling out for her servant, “Rosalia.”

Leandro immediately came in with Rosalia to check on her. To his relief, she seemed back to her old self.

She was pulling her hair up when they came in. But her extremities immediately covered her torso as soon as she saw him.

“W-what are you doing here, your Majesty?” her wide copper eyes were staring at her in surprise.

A corner of Leandro’s lips couldn’t help but lift as he recalled that exact response when he also came to her room unannounced.

“It seems that you’re finally feeling well. I’m relieved. You can dress now. I’m on my way out of the Castle, too,” he responded.

The ministers were waiting for him to discuss the recent situation among the nobles.

He was just really there to check on her status.

Leandro was about to turn and walk away when Lady Aisha stopped her.

“Wait! I would like to tell you something, your Majesty,” Lady Aisha said in a solemn voice.

Then she scurried towards the dressing room and fitted on a gown and washed her face.

Leandro’s eyebrows knitted as he gazed at Lady Aisha. ‘What would she say after being bedridden for a few days?’

Leandro paced back and forth. He knew that the meeting was about to start. And he was never late. He was usually an hour earlier than the scheduled time.

But before he knew it, Lady Aisha was back, faced the servants and said, “Please leave us.”

Rosalia and the other female servants all bowed their heads and went out of the Chamber.

To his astonishment, Lady Aisha jumped to her feet and put her arms around him.

“I miss you, your Majesty. I just want to feel you again,” she snuggled at his chest like a little kitten who saw her master again.

Leandro wanted to step back as his heart was beating so loudly. Aisha’s eardrums might break.

To be honest, he longed for this moment, too. He could feel Lady Aisha’s warm soft body and smell her comforting scent.

He wanted to stay a little bit longer. But he still has to do his responsibilities.

“Thank you again for taking care of me, your Majesty. I will always be grateful that God gave me a second chance in life here in Gaea. I couldn’t ask for more,” Aisha whispered without lifting her head.

As she said that, Leandro recalled that Aisha’s life was only momentary.

She was not an immortal and this situation can happen again.

He slightly withdrew, so he could look at her face.

She was smiling at him. Every part of her face beamed with serene beauty, calming his weary heart.

“It is I who should thank you for coming here to Gaea. But I ask you a favor. Please take care of yourself. Do not let yourself get this exhausted again,” he said, with a hint of apprehension in his voice.

Lady Aisha’s lips turned down as she tried to reason out with him. “I wasn’t aware of it, your Majesty. I promise. I used to feel energetic even with little hours of sleep. I don’t know why I got sick all of a sudden.”

Then she turned towards him and bowed her head, “I’m sorry if I cause you trouble, your Majesty.”

With her reaction, Leandro immediately responded. “That is because the climate, atmosphere, and temperature here in Gaea are different from yours. But the physician said you will get used to it. Have you been drinking the medicine that he gave you?”

Lady Aisha immediately nodded her head.

“Yes, sir! I mean, your Majesty,” she grinned at him. Then she exaggeratedly breathed out a lungful of air.

“I thought I’m making you worry. Well, is everything okay, your Majesty? You look worn out,” she leaned forward and gazed at her with her thick fluttering eyelashes.

Leandro’s eyes darted away in embarrassment at her straightforward manner.

To add up to his awkwardness, Lady Aisha’s hand shoots up. “I know! Come on,” she pulled his hand and dragged him to her bed.

He wasn’t used to being dragged. And if it wasn’t Lady Aisha, he would push her away immediately.

But it was her. And he felt that he liked where it was going.

She made him sit down on her lap.

His head was on her warm thighs and his eyes gazed on her sweet face.

“Now you tell me what is going on while I’m a Sleeping Beauty while I’m massaging your tensed face,” she ordered him as her fingers pinched his cheeks.

Leandro’s jaw dropped at her audacity. No one has dared touch the King’s face!

If the guards see this right now, they will immediately put Lady Aisha in the dungeons!

He, too, was astounded at her boldness.

He was about to stand up, but Lady Aisha’s meticulous fingers were magically softening out the tensed muscles in his head.

His eyes went heavy, making him close his eyes.

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“Sometimes you have to give your body a break before it breaks you. I mean, you have to rest your body before it arrests you with sickness. Rest to restart and break to breakthrough.”

― Ned Bryan Abakah