Conquering His Cold Heart

Chapter 162

162 Dessert

While the Kingdom of Xanmar was drowned in agonizing screams and howls, the Kingdom of Sorvando was flourishing under the beautiful moonlight.

The vampires especially liked to stroll during the full moon nights because those nights were too beautiful not to enjoy.

And among such vampires, Caspian was also one of those who admired the serene moon and the lovely night.

After ordering the commanders to patrol the borders and watch out for any possible intrusion, Caspian was walking down the corridor that led to his chambers.

While walking, he met with Percy and asked the head servant, “Did you prepare everything that I asked for?”

Percy was walking with his hands behind his back, a step behind the King. He gave a gentle nod and answered, “Yes, Your Majesty. Everything has already been prepared. I hope the setting will be to your liking.”

Percy couldn’t see it, but the King was smiling ear to ear. He already looked excited.

However, Caspian didn’t display the excitement in his voice while he further spoke, “It doesn’t matter if I like it or not. If the Queen likes it, then I will be pleased as well.”

“Tilla also helped in selecting the variety of dishes as well as with the decorations. So, I would like to assume that everything is to the Queen’s liking,” Percy replied reassuringly.

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In his heart, Percy was hoping that the Queen would like the things that the King had asked to be prepared. If she did not, it would be he who would get scolded by the King.

Caspian nodded and then gestured for Percy that he was dismissed.

After reaching his chamber, Caspian went through his usual night routine of having his dinner and then taking a bath.

This time though, instead of changing into a nightrobe, Caspian changed into another fresh set of formal outfits. He wore a white shirt with a pair of comfortable black trousers. He also wore a black waistcoat that had intricate patterns made out of golden threads, and a pair of black leather boots.

Caspian also asked the maids to do his golden hair. He then checked himself in the mirror. He looked at his own reflection and proudly smirked. He didn’t even shy away from praising himself, ‘Thanks to my parents for blessing me with these good genetics. I can simply charm my wife with my handsome face.’

He picked up a bottle of perfume from his dressing table and then sprayed a few puffs of perfume on his neck and his wrists.

He looked at the mirror one last time before turning around and rushing down the gallery.

“Anna... I’m coming in,” he announced his presence after reaching outside his wife’s door. And then he entered the room without bothering to wait for his wife’s reply.

Anastasia was sitting down on the couch of her antechamber while facing the main door. Even at this hour, she was so immersed in her books that she hadn’t heard Caspian calling her from outside.

When she suddenly heard the large door creaking open, she was a little startled.

But she composed herself quickly when she saw her husband walking in, looking as if he was ready to go somewhere, and smelling as if he was carrying a whole garden of flowers with him.

Caspian had thought that his wife would come running to him and hug him the moment she would see him. However, it was Caspian who looked at his wife as if he was enchanted, and then swooshed to stand in front of his wife in the next second.

“You weren’t bored alone, were you?” he asked while holding out his hand for his wife.

Anastasia showed the book to her husband and teasingly said, “I was busy with your rival. It offered me good company.”

Caspian instantly rolled his eyes and pretended to turn on his heels.

Anastasia burst into laughter at that reaction from her husband.

Caspian also turned to face Anastasia again while laughing, and still holding out his hand.

Anastasia quickly put the book aside and took her husband’s hand. Once she was up on her feet, she couldn’t help but admire her husband’s beautifully combed blond hair and his skin that appeared smoother than usual.

Caspian put his wife’s palm on his shoulder and then immediately covered his face with his palm. “Careful, wife. You might hurt your eyes if you keep on staring at my dazzling face for too long.”

Anastasia chuckled at that self-praise of her husband. She grabbed Caspian’s wrist and pulled his hand away from his face. “Someone’s in a good mood today,” she mumbled while staring into her husband’s gorgeous eyes.

She then stood on her toes and gave a quick peck to her husband, surprising him, and making him think that it was the result of all the effort that he put into readying himself.

Caspian leaned down to steal another kiss from his wife and then whispered in her ear while making sure that his cold lips brushed against her ear, “I’m always in a good mood at night. I get to come to your chamber and spend the night cuddling with you... And I also get to do a lot of other fun things.”

He then looked at his wife and playfully winked. A smile automatically formed on his lips because his wife was already blushing as though that was the most embarrassing thing that she ever heard.

She further covered her face with both of her hands when she felt that her husband’s gaze wasn’t leaving her.

“Don’t say such things out of the blue, Caspian,” she chirped like a tiny bird.

The shyness of his wife had always been Caspian’s weakness because he always felt like taking it as a challenge and making her want him. He took a deep breath and controlled his urge to lift his wife in his arms and rush inside the bedroom.

“Anna.” He held Anastasia’s chin and made her look at him. He looked into her emerald green eyes and then asked her before he got lost in the depth of her eyes, “Did you have your dinner?”

Anastasia could only gulp and shake her head when she was under that captivating gaze of her husband.

Caspian’s gaze moved from her eyes to her lips. He gently brushed his thumb across his wife’s lips and whispered in his ragged breath, “I have prepared the dinner for you in a wonderful location. But I will take you there only if you agree to be my dessert.”