The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 141: Defining her - I

~Northern Palace~

The walls were beautiful to look at, and I only noticed it now because I did not want to look at anyone else. Especially someone’s eyes because they only held sympathy for me.

I hated that. I was feeling the shame enough already.

"Do you want anything my lady?" I heard Anna’s gentle voice, "should I bring some tea for you? They have baked fresh biscuits in the kitchen."

I shook my head but that did not bother answering questions directly. I did not want to talk to anyone. They should not talk to me.

I heard her sigh and walk out. It was nothing out of the ordinary because she was coming into the room moments after anyway. This time it would be Tristan accompanying her but that was probable.

Anna had turned to be surprisingly gentle which made me confirm my suspicions that she knew what happened that night.

Just two days ago. It was my mistake. I knew it. I subconsciously put the sleeves of my dress down and cover myself with the blanket to my chin.

I was the one to make the stupid mistake of going out alone. I never scouted the area thoroughly nor did I ever make the effort to ask around. I should have followed the way to the capital or asked where the housing was that would have been safe for me to travel but then again I did not do either.

But somehow I had never known the world to be so cruel even though I was on the top of the food chain.

The door opened and my eyes closed in irritation. I wanted to be alone. Why did none of them get that?

I was not worthy anymore.

"Good morning Genevieve," 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Ah, so she did go tattle talking on me to Tristan.

"I want to be alone." I told hem like I had told everyone a thousand times.

I felt the mattress dip around my feet. He had taken a seat. "For how long do you wish to be alone. Give me a proper timeline."

Did it seem funny to him? I snapped at him, "How about you leave me alone for today?!"

"I shall do that." Tristan answered me in his usual bright voice not taking any offence to how many times I had talked back to him with irritation, "but only if you come with me this once for stop I promise to leave you alone for not just today but tomorrow as well except for the time when you will be accompanied for your meals."

I thought about it quickly. I did want that. I wanted to be alone. "Where?" I asked and turned to him slightly.

" The dungeons, my love," the last word had me blushing but I controlled myself.

"Dungeons?" The whole situation resembles what I had in the palace of Astria which is why I couldn’t help but feel a shiver down my spine.

There was a sudden change in his expressions and I watched. From a slight teasing and a hint of smile his face had gone to something completely serious. "I know what you’re thinking about and that is not happening to you. It is something completely different."

"I didn’t know Tristan," I told him truthfully. After that unfateful night two days ago. I had a hard time believing anyone. It was my mistake to make a decision in such haste and it had caused me daily. Now if I was given the opportunity to think ten times before making a decision I wanted ten more chances to make sure what I was getting myself.

He nodded before turning to me again, "Come here," he said and held out his hand to me which I looked at and then back at him. "Come on," he said again, more gently this time and it felt like something washed over me because at that moment I got up and placed my hand in his even though I was not aware of what I was doing.

It felt right. My hand in his.

"I do not want to go." I told him again but this time my voice told him of the fear I said.

He looked like he wanted to say something but refrain from doing so. I did not know what he wanted to say but I would rather have him be quiet than conjure up something that was not going to sit well with me.

"Just come with me this once. It is important for both of us." Was it natural to have warmth spread over my body when I heard him say these words? How was it that I felt that what happened affected him just as it has affected me because that was not supposed to be possible.

He took my lack of answering as yes and gently by my hand pulled me out of the room and we started walking towards the stairs. Walking all the way down to the dungeons was a hefty task as the stairs did not end.

"Do you want me to carry you?" He turned to me from two steps below me and we were still not on an equal height. He was towering over me greatly.

When he asked me, I glanced down at his hands. I shook my head. I could feel the hands all over me. I could feel the hands that once held me down by my arms and my throat. I could feel the hands that roamed on my breasts and my legs.

He started walking and so did I. I did not want to think of his hands like that I thought as I glanced down at his hands that for now clenched into tight fists.

I did not like this either, Tristan, but I did not help as I could still feel that vile thing inside me as I walked, right in between my legs.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly as I tried to get rid of the tears building up again. This is why I did not like being out in public. I always felt them all over me and I could cry at any time as I was unable to control it and I did not want anyone to witness it!

"Here we are," he broke my line of thought and turned around to look at me with a huge smile on his face but this time it was not gentle. It was the complete opposite of that.