Saving The Villainous Monster From The Male Lead-Chapter 121 - 120: Cold Snow, Warm Him

Eleanore looks at the teacup and then at Caelestis. She presses her lips and gets out of the chair. "We still have two hours left. Let’s go." She wears her coat and gets out of the shop.

Immediately as she steps out, a huge chunk of snow hits the ground and shatters like ice. Soon the freezing snow fall accompanies it.

Eleanore holds out her bare hand and small flakes from the sky fall on it. They felt freezing cold, when a lot of them had settled on her palm but somehow it made her feel warm.

When Caelestis followed her out, he panicked on seeing her hand turn white. He squeezed her palm between his two truly warm hands.

He swirled her around and started rubbing the back and front of her palm, wearing woolen mittens.

"You shouldn’t do that. What if you catch a cold?" He looked concerned, surprising Eleanore.

"Just where on earth are your mittens? Why are you not wearing them?" He asked.

"I do not have any." She answered, as she felt heat passing through her palm in ample amounts.

"Why?" His head titled as he continued to rub her palm. Soon he shifts to the next palm.

"It was not snowing."

"But it has been so cold since morning?" He couldn’t quite get it. Why is she acting like that?

"They are bothersome." She looks away.

Caelestis frowns, holds her right palm covered tightly in his. He guides her to the streets.

"We need to buy a set for you." He says, as his hand waves to gesture to the carriage driver to leave.

They walk down the snowy streets, lights of the founding day festival still lying there. People cleaning the remaining set up and vendors doing their last of the sales.

Even after walking for about more than fifteen minutes, he could find an open shop of winter clothes.

"Have you tried those sweets?" He asks, pointing at the stall.

"No."

He tightens his grip and pulls her to that shop. Her gaze fixed on his long neck and finely cut hair. He had a tiny set of them growing in his neck, on which light snowflakes had gathered.

That shop that sold melted sugar moulded into different shapes was the greatest attraction of the celebration. The crowd at this shop was flooding only days ago. Yet today it looked deserted like It was taking its last breath.

After grabbing the sweets they started ahead to the city square fountain.

"Have you ever played those games down there?" He shows her the game stalls that Eleanore had visited earlier.

"Yes." She answers.

Caelestis turns to her. "When?"

Eleanore’s eyes glares at him as she remembers that day. She bites off the head of the melted sugar structure in her hand. The crunching sound of it was loud enough for people around them to hear.

"Oh!" Eleanore finishes the remaining candy. "I wonder when that was?" She said, acting as if she was trying to remember the day she had come here.

Eleanore throws away the candy stick in the dustbin that conveniently passed by them. "I don’t remember the exact date or day but I do remember that I met Lady Verbena that day."

Her words made Caelestis gulp but he constrains his emotions and his face remains stiff like he knows nothing and yet was not shocked to hear that the missing lady met Eleanore.

"I thought she had died in the fire I had woven so gracefully, that day." She pulls out her hand from his and sits on the bench opposite the frozen Fountain.

"How did you set fire?" He asked, as he sat next to her.

Eleanore placed her index finger on her lips and smiled. "That’s a secret."

"I see." He chuckles, somewhat surprised by her bravery. The fact that Eleanore ran away from her kidnappers on her own was still unbelievable to him.

"But you know, grand duke. There was a strange mark on her face." She leans back on the cold wooden bench. "It was a wound clearly created by a sword, taking away the light of her eyes."

She turned to Caelestis, "I wonder how that happened?" Her eyes were shouting that she knew the answer to that question.

Thus he only smiled and leaned back as well. "I wonder too."

Eleanore feels annoyed on hearing that. She jolted up, her face was clouding over his. Her hand blocked any way to escape her answer.

"Why did you do that to her?" She asked.

He continued smiling and didn’t answer. Seconds later he slips his hand behind her neck, making her feel a slight shiver. Then with all his strength he pulls her closer to his face.

"Because I love you, I think?" He whispers in her ears.

The whispers had sent vibrations in her ear drum, she covered it by bringing her shoulder close to it and then checking if something was wrong with her ear. Her cheeks start to warm up as Caelestis comes closer to her face.

So close that their nose met and Eleanore knew immediately what was going to happen next. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw his dangerous lips approaching hers. She reacted fast and covered his lips using her palm.

Instead of stopping, he simply kisses her bare palm. His soft lips make Eleanore jerks behind. She moved a little away from him.

All of that happened so quickly that Eleanore’s mind was having a difficulty in grasping the situation. She rubs her palm on her overcoat to wipe away that sensation of his soft lips on her palm but it just wouldn’t, no matter how much she tried to wipe it away.

In anger she asks, "Why would you do that?"

Caelestis got out of the bench and walked close to her. He grabbed the same hand again then brought the back of her naked palm close to his lips.

His gaze moved to her crimson pupils. "I am seducing you." He says, before licking the back of her palm.