His Witch Queen-Chapter 133: Hard condition!

The words shocked Cyrus. For a minute, he went absolutely blank.

In what terms was he supposed to take these words? It blew his brain and he wasn’t able to proceed with a thing that entered inside.

However, that didn’t mean Alice invaded from what she saw in his shrinking eyes. She gulped the saliva in her mouth, to realize he was frozen.

"Cyrus...I mean what I said. You are still a Prince, and that is what...I Believe. I don’t know if it’s my intuition or something. But I know that someone like you..cacan’t be just any normal vampire either."

"Hopefully, that is something we come across on our journey," Cyrus told her, but in reality, it was all because he doesn’t want her to feel embarrassed.

Knowing that once her parents learn that he is not a royal, moreover now that their daughter is married to him, they will probably kill him.

Worse than that, it was also possible that they will marry her off to someone else...

’NO! Fuck No!’ the realization drawn over Cyrus and without thinking twice, he swept his hand across Alice’s head, to press her into his embrace and hug her closest to his heart.

His actions startled her in the middle. As her eyes bulged up, Alice moved her head a bit in his direction, to find him deep breathing.

Nevertheless, Alice also brought her hand behind his back and caressed it lightly.

"I believe that my father will understand you too just like me. Don’t worry, he might appear to be strict but he is understanding." Alice told him honestly, believing that he was overwhelmed about whether her family would be supportive of him on the idea of going against no one else but the Gazelle Kingdom.

Cyrus took a deep breath, "As per what general Ryan told me, he said whatever that the man in the Ontex Empire will reveal to me, it is going to induce me to fight for the Kingdom against King Almen. I don’t know what lies beneath that.."

"You know, my mother came in my dreams?" And finally, Alice shreds her trusted dream to him in between, breaking Cyrus’s chains of thoughts. "Your mother?"

Alice nodded, "Last night, I had a dream. I saw my mother. She was...yelling at me to leave the Empire, I needed to run far away and go back to father...."

"But how is that possible? I heard everything, and it was only me, who knew." Cyrus asked her, with the evident question that was plastered on his forehead.

He could clearly and evidently remember that he hasn’t told anyone about this except his inner soul.

Moreover, he had talked with General Ryan last night when he made her sleep through his magic. Having dreamed that time was almost impossible because the deep slumber was all a magical one.

Even Alice had no answers to this, "Probably, she is my mother and in heaven. That’s the reason why...she was sending signals to me then?"

"Your mother..." Hesitation curled under his skin. "How did the Queen of the Suzania Kingdom die? And the King didn’t have the concubines too?"

As Alice heard this, she smiled at her husband. The smile came to trace her content inside when she adjusted her clothes again and sat straight on the solid bed beneath her. "My and Prince Dominic’s mother, Queen Barcel."

"She was someone whom my father loved the first time he saw her. She wasn’t any other princess, but a normal local from our Empire. Fortunately, she was too good with the customs and knew how to adjust to her new life as well."

"H-However, as per what I hear, she died when she was giving birth to me...She was ill after I was born. Initially, she survived but a few days later, she was declared dead." Alice laid the truth, at least what she knew. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Even the tinge of the tears appeared at the brink of falling. Her cheeks flushed again, with the redness spreading on remembering her late mother and the lady who usually appears in her dream like a guide.

For Cyrus, it was a new thing. He had heard from here and there that she grew up to be motherless too.

But that never hindered his progress to hate her because she..was his Enemy’s daughter. Who would have thought that destiny will play its game in such a way that both of them will be engaged and tangled!!

But Cyrus didn’t mean to raise another question. To avoid tampering with her feelings at this point, he passed her a nod. "You should take another nap now. Tomorrow, we will be leaving this castle."

"Who all are along with you?" Alice inquired as she barely knew who accompanied them. "There are a few more soldiers with me, all my confidential. Will also make you meet them tomorrow. While they’re downstairs in the giant hall, you can stay up here.."

"Uhh.’’ Alice agreed to his wish but then, something devoured her head.

Her eyes rotated in all directions to find the unlimited path of the chamber. But then, her eyes averted to visit her dress. She is still wearing the high and mighty gown of the castle.

"Umm...I.. think you should have woken me up. I would have changed and worn something along with me..." Alice replied with a slight gut in her speech.

Furrowing, Cyrus understood her concern too. Without responding to her query, he got up from his post and walked to the other side of the chamber’s door.

From there, he brought a huge metallic box in front of Alice whose furrowed eyes were almost overjoyed at the sight. "This..."

"I know that you will need things. And you will be the only lady with us, so I brought the clothes with me. I hope you can adjust with these."

At the same time, he opened the giant box in front of her. What lay inside was all that mattered the gowns and the regular wears.

And without any patience, Alice brought a normal gown that would be perfect for traveling as well as roaming in the local area.

After all, they weren’t elite anymore.

But then, Alice saw the bathroom to find that it wasn’t all good in condition. It gave her a negative vibe, to begin with, and there was no way she would like to step inside and change her clothes.

Even Cyrus followed her sight of the worry, understanding the same doubt that must have rested in her heart, he didn’t bulge out from that either before clarifying, "You can change your clothes in the dark place. There is no light..so.. you can do that. I will walk out till that time.."

"Don’t go!"

Alice’s sudden reply made him look confused, "Then..how..?"

"I-I will change, you just look in the other direction," she answered and instantly, Alice got up from the solid bedstone.

Coming to the dark side, she gazed back at Cyrus who had lost her sight in the darkness, "Are you able to see me now?" She inquired, in her small voice, to which he responded, "NOT at all..just go on."

Alice was relieved and very soon, she lifted off her gown to change it into the normal gown to wear. It was of the off-white color, more appropriate to walk or roam in the town. Moreover in the back of her mind, she had predicted that they might travel on the horse too.

For the same reason, she needed clothes to not act as a burden on her husband who was already overwhelmed with emotions and the responsibilities of the entire troop.

After changing, Alice came out from the darkness to gaze back at Cyrus who was awestruck by her beauty. Even under the dim light, her brightness was not getting dimmer.

For sure, he missed a beat, and half of his mouth was open, "Y-You look beautiful."

"Thank you," Alice answered in a small blush as she stuffed her dress back into the box he brought. Packing it back, she kept it down before climbing up on the bedstone again. Even though it wasn’t comfortable, it gathered satisfaction that she won’t be alone.

Subconsciously, Alice’s eyes drew to gaze back at her husband, "You won’t sleep or take rest?"

"I think I should safeguard it as everyone is resting." Cyrus seriously spoiled and declined the offer but Alice was persistent, "We don’t know if we’ll ever get the same rest somewhere else or not. I think you should sleep as well."

The memory was amended in her mind. She saw his uneasiness and dread too easily. He needed comfort more than what she could provide.

And asking him to rest was simply showing her the way of affection.

For a minute, the hesitant Cyrus was taken aback. He had no idea if he can afford that but still managed to finally pass her the positive nod and got by her side to keep his head on the solid bed’s surface, similar to how Alice did.

But what took his heart to surprise was when Alice swept her arm across his body to hug him tightly from her side.

For a second, he felt not able to react in any manner. His vampire body turned rigid since her body was entirely tangled with warmness unlike how he omitted cold.

When Alice noticed how trembling he appeared to be, she opened her eyes to gaze at him more closely. The face was simply an inch away and on top of that, Alice’s smile was a murderer to him, "Sleep, don’t overthink about nothing else.."

Saying this Alice had closed her eyes to keep her head near his chest and drift to sleep. But who could sense the sentiments that surfed inside Cyrus’s brain like a tsunami too?

He looked at the lady in his embrace, with a deep sigh escaping his lips to not realize how he was supposed to react to his, ’How the hell shall I control these dirty thoughts now?’