The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 228: Caring for her - III

I nodded, not being able to say no to him, especially with the face he made. With the moment I felt myself being engulfed in the hug.

I rested my cheek against his chest, relishing the soothing touch of his. My body calmed down and I did not want to pull away at all. His hands rested on my back, the middle of it, not at all making me uncomfortable by his touch.

The pain in my body dulled a bit. Even though I was not standing rather leaning against Tristan with him holding all my weight I could still feel the pain lessen and my body easing slightly.

"Thank you," he said as he slowly pulled away as his hands now rested on my shoulders, "I needed it after seeing you sick for almost a week. I am slightly calmer than before."

He looked the same, contrary to what he said.

"You do not need to thank me," I shook my head at the end, "I think I needed it as much as you did." It made me feel better. How was that possible I did not know but it just made me feel better. It made me feel at ease.

"Shall we?" I asked with a slight tilt of my head. I still wanted to walk. He nodded and held my hand.

Silence prevailed and the only noise we had was when the wind blew or when a bird or two chirped. It was not easy to let The silence prevail but I wanted to enjoy the beautiful peace and nature after being stuck in a room for 6 days.

Six days. . . I knew what I had to say to Tristan because he deserved it.

"I apologize for not listening to you," I peeked at him before looking away, "I should have rested when you told me too."

"I. . " He began, "after much consideration I think I was at fault as well. It was obvious that you never had a wound like that. You were also not aware of the blood loss you had which is why you were highly careless."

"I know I think you should have gone with the chains," I joked and he looked with an raised eyebrow,

"Perhaps I will."

I looked away. Maybe it was the best to not tempt him at the moment. My eyes move to the sun setting, and half of it had disappeared into the trees.

I stop walking and just stared at the site in front of me. How long has it been for me to take time out and just stare at the sun? I used to watch the sunrise with estelle and now I wonder if she was aware of my position or not.

"You look like you are reminiscing." He commented and I nodded with a smile on my face.

"I just remember that every morning my elder sister Estelle and I would watch the sunrise together." I told him. "I think after our mother passed away we just settled into it as a habit." When I glanced at him I found him to be looking at me with the curious expression. "Why then?"

"When the day mum was to be buried came we both were unable to fall asleep and we watched the sunset. Somehow watching it together calmed us down and we just started doing it." I loved it.

He nodded it was silent for a some time before I asked, "how did your mum pass away?"

He hummed. "Beloveds cannot stay without there are the half for much long. She gave birth to me and after sometime she passed away."

"Your father?" He nodded. "What of him then?"

"He was poisoned my his wife."

My eyebrows shot up. "What?" I scoffed in incredulousness. "Is your mother not supposed to be his wife?" Why would she poison her husband when at the end of the day that could be the reason of her passing away too?

He chuckled as he shook his head. "Not really, he was married when my mother met him. She would have never tried to break up a marriage but she only received one beloved in her life and she wanted to give it a try. If my father had asked her to go away she would have left him alone with his human family."

"So he agreed?"

"Yes," Tristan looked at me, "He did."

"And the wife knew?" That was sad.

"She did." He confirmed. "But instead of asking my father for divorce or continue living as if nothing happened she resorted to poison my father when my mother had me in her."

And his mother passed away too. "How old were you?"

He looked up at the sky. "Not much, perhaps I was just a day or two old. That woman had men burn my mother and the only thing everyone was thankful about was that she had given birth to me but days prior."

He was merely days old? Not only that but his mother was burned!

This must have brought back unwanted memories for him just like it did to me whenever someone mentioned Queen Cynthia.

I looked down and took my shoes off. I had trouble with the right one. Tristan need down and took my shoe of my feet as he looked up at me. "What is the matter? Shoes not comfortable?"

"They are," I tell the truth, "but let’s work barefoot."

"Why?"

I shrugged, "no reason but I just want to do it." It had been a very long time since I had been this careless. But somehow in his presence I had no problem in doing this.

He sighed and took off his shoes. His pale feet were on the grass. And I could not help but admire them. How in the world did the men have pretty feet?

"Now what?" He asked with a resigned look on his face.

"Nothing," I said as I looked back to the sunset, "now we stay." Just him and me, together.