TYPHONE

  During breakfast, my eyes kept landing on Avery. Her cheeks were still flushed yet her eyebrows were knitted together slightly. Amused by her annoyed reaction, I decided to tease her a little bit more.

  "King Aurelius. A word, if I may." I was slicing through the fluffy bread which was actually good, by the way.

  "Yes, Your Majesty?"

  "I would just like to ask a question regarding the sheets in my bedroom." I paused, placing down my cutlery and looking at the king, "Do you... forget to ask your maids to change the sheets after a visitor spends the night at your castle?"

  The King's eyes widen and the Queen's mouth hung open. I noticed Avery stopped eating and cleared her throat. Her mouth opened to speak, but her father cut her off.

  "Of course not, Your Majesty. We always ask them to change the sheets immediately after the guests' visit." The King said, surprised at my inquiry.

  I'm sorry, princess, but pink is just not my color. I have to tell on you.

  "That's weird. When I got to my room yesterday, instead of expecting black or white sheets, I was met with... pink sheets." I innocently informed the King and Queen.

  The Queen then glared at Avery and she was jutting her bottom lip slightly. She looked away and I could feel the Queen's rage, but she smiled at me apologetically.

  "I shall make sure that is taken care off, Your Majesty. I'll... have a maid change them immediately. I apologize." The King said, calling over his butler and whispering onto his ear.

  I looked at Avery and she huffed softly.

  **********

  I was training with Leonis in the knights' training grounds when the captain of Ynkerthia announced Avery's arrival.

  Leonis and I stopped. I was breathing heavily and wiped the sweat dripping from my chin with the back of my hand. I watched as Avery sheepishly approached me, her eyes looking straight down at the floor.

  "I'm... I'm sorry about the sheets. I just... wanted to tease you a little." She mumbled softly.

  "What was that, princess? I didn't quite catch you." I teased, smirking.

  She clenched her hands and finally looked up at me, "I said... I'm sorry, ok? About... the sheets and the mattress."

  When our eyes met, hers slowly widened as she eyed me up and down. Her cheeks turned red almost immediately, her nose turning a shiny red. She finally noticed that I was half-naked.

  My chest was still heaving from my duel with Leonis, but I enjoyed how her eyes took in what was in front of her. I smirked.

  "All is forgiven, princess. Don't worry." I paused and stepped closer to her, but she took a step back, "By the way..."

  I leaned in when she stopped and whispered on her ear, "Do you like what you're seeing, princess?"

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  She gasped, pushing me away. Her small warm hands flew to my chest and when she realized what she did, she took her hands away.

  "No! Of course not! How rude of you to ask that to a princess?! Also, you're in my territory! Don't go prancing around like that! Are you a brute!?" Her voice was loud and every knight inside started watching our interaction.

  "Oh. But, princess, I'm in the knights' training grounds. I'm not in front of your people of anything."

  She huffed, "Still... it's inappropriate and... I'm leaving."

  With that, she turned on her heel and stormed off. The captain of her knights, Richtan, bowed at me and followed the princess. I smirked when the doors shut close.

  "Was it really necessary to tease the princess like that?" Leonis asked.

  "She's an adorable little princess, Leonis. It's a shame if I don't tease her once in a while." I turned to Leonis and clapped his shoulder.

  We continued with our duel until we were both ready to call it even. During the duel, I couldn't stop thinking about Avery and her plump red cheeks, her small pink lips, her round lavender eyes, and just her small figure.

  She drives me so fucking crazy.

  **********

  I did not get to see Avery the rest of the day except for lunch. I had nothing to do since I asked Avery to do the planning. However, that night, we had to get our measurements for our wedding clothes.

  I just finished taking a bath, got dressed, and headed to the drawing room where the seamstress and my bride was, according to Grimore.

  I knocked once. There was no answer. I knocked louder, twice.

  "Come in!" Avery yelled.

  I opened the door and saw Avery standing on a cushioned stool. The seamstress was taking her measurements while she was in her nightgown. I hummed and took a seat on the couch.

  "Did you have to wear a nightgown to this, princess?" I asked, voice deep, low.

  "I had no choice. I was ready to go to bed when my mother told me that the seamstress arrived." She huffed.

  "I apologize for the inconvenience, Your Majesty." The seamstress bowed and I waved her off.

  "What matters is you still came despite the chilly evening." I said nonchalantly.

  The seamstress smiled and proceeded in taking Avery's measurements. I watched in the mirror how her pink nightgown hung loose on her body and how her nipples were perking up a little against her clothes.

  It was getting chilly, after all.

  "Oh dear. I must have forgotten my notebook in my room. I'll be right back, Your Highness. Your Majesty." The seamstress panicked and rushed out of the room.

  Now, it was just the two of us. Avery was fidgeting with her clothes as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

  She cleared her throat, "Were you... Were you about to go to bed, Your Majesty?"

  "I was planning to, but Grimore informed me about the seamstress." I said, casual.

  "Oh. I apologize, then. She was supposed to be here after our lunch, but... she had other things to do, so..." She trailed off and I can tell how nervous she's being.

  I got up from my seat and walked behind her. I met her widened eyes at the mirror and she immediately stiffened.

  "I don't mind going to bed late when I get to see my..." I trailed off, lips brushing against her bare shoulder, "... beautiful bride like this."

  "Your Majesty." She whispered softly.

  "Why don't you call me by my name, princess?" I trailed my lips from her shoulder to the crook of her neck until I reached under her ear. My lips barely touched her skin, but I could see goosebumps forming on her arms.

  I smirked and kept my eyes trained on hers in the mirror while I graze my lips barely against her exposed skin.

  "We're going to be married soon, princess. You should be used to calling my name by now." I teased, hand tracing the goosebumps on her arm. She whined.

  "T-Typhone." She whispered softly.

  "I can't hear it. Louder, princess." I growled on her ear, stopping myself from kissing her hard and taking her then and there.

  "T-Typhone!" She said, louder than the first one. She yelped when I nipped on the skin under her ear.

  "That's a good girl." I whispered, placing a soft wet kiss at the side of her neck, and slowly pulled away from her. I walked to where a the tea set was placed and actually took a cup, sipping on the too sweet drink.

  I got thirsty all of a sudden and this sweet tea is not helping.

  Then, the seamstress barged back in the room and rambled an apology after another.

  "I-It' fine. Don't worry about it. There's no rush." Avery said. Her voice was quivering a little and I can tell that her cheeks are burning red at this moment.

  I smirked at the thought of her blushing and kept my back to them, calming the painful ache on my lower regions. I groaned internally, smirk fading and hissing a little.

  Fuck. This is worse than I thought.