Tangled By Fate

Chapter 115 - HIS MISCHIEVOUS LIPS

Chapter 115 - HIS MISCHIEVOUS LIPS

Arthur's expression was grim after reading the letter that was sent to him.

His noticeable expression didn't miss Veronica's eyes. "What did it say?" she questioned him.

Arthur looked at her and answered, "It looks like among the healers there is a traitor. The healer spread the news of you being the blessed child. The whole Utahill knows your existence. The king ordered you to bring you back. But, the kings of Synetia and Riverhill ordered their spies to abduct you before you reach Utahill." He tore the letter and commented, "I know what was bugging me. No wonder they were so fixed on you. Now I know why."

"Who would do such a thing?" Veronica sat on the bed and covered her face. 'It can't be Leticia, right? She doesn't know whether I've turned into a human or not. It must be someone who doesn't know the fact that I turned into a cat. I haven't harmed anyone. Why do people want to harm me without any reason?' she wondered.

Arthur crouched down in front of her and gently held her hand. He spoke in a tender voice, "I will ask my friends to look for the person who did it. Don't worry about anything. Just stay with me no matter what, okay?"

Veronica's tears threatened to fall but she didn't let them fall. She glanced at him and gave him a slight nod with a small smile.

The preparation was done, and they left shortly. The wife of the desert tribe leader was in tears. "I wish I had enough time to prepare for your marriage. It would be great if I could just marry you two. You are a match made in heaven."

Veronica was so embarrassed that her face was blushing hard. She could barely look at anything. She lowered her head and just nodded whatever they told her.

They departed after bidding farewell. They still didn't have horses even though the desert turned into a forest. They took two camels. One was to carry their clothes and necessary items and another one was to ride on it.

The camels were not fast. Walking in the unusual environment, they were even slower.

Veronica yawned even though it wasn't noon yet. This slow journey made her sleepy. "I can't believe I revived this desert and turned it into a forest." After waking up, when Arthur told her what she did to this desert, she insisted on getting up from the bed and seeing for herself. "It's like a dream," she said.

Arthur comfortably embraced her body and responded with a smile, "It's because you are amazing. Goddess has given you this power to help this world. It will also make your dream come true. Don't you think it's wonderful?"

"If I have to think positively, I think this is the best thing that can happen to me." She yawned again and commented, "But, it's been thirty days. When will the horses come? I'm getting sleepy with this slow journey. Furthermore, the tribe needs horses now, don't they?"

Arthur could understand her unwillingness to ride a camel in the forest. He snickered. "Yes, the horses will arrive soon. They have to pack their bags and depart from the forest. A forest isn't a place for the desert tribe," He briefly stated.

Veronica mentioned, "But they are not truly a desert tribe, are they?

Since it wasn't as simple as she thought, Arthur explained it to her, "They may not be, but this generation has been in the desert since they were born. To protect the prophecy scrolls, they need to build their own security. A security that no human can breach. They can only do it in the desert."

Right now, they were escaping with their lives depending on it. Arthur didn't want to keep her in the dark. If he could, he would teach her everything about this complicated world in one day. However, it wasn't possible. That's why he provided as much information as she could handle for now.

Veronica nodded as she understood. "I understand what you are saying. Other people don't live in the desert. But a desert tribe is different. They were born in the desert. They know the desert like the palms of their hands. As a result, it will be hard for others to obtain the scrolls from the desert tribe."

'She is indeed a quick learner,' the corner of Arthur's lips lighted as he thought. He couldn't help but praise her, "Sometimes, you truly amaze me with your brilliance. It's hard to tell that you know nothing about the world so far."

She instantly refuted, "How can you say that? I know five languages. I can fluently speak, read, and write them. I know politics and philosophy. I know a lot about social work. I know how poor people suffer but I just don't know the feelings and experiences they go through. That's why I decided to help everyone in need."

"I know you will do well. However, I'm a little bit jealous that you are only thinking about other things when I'm right beside you. Don't you think I will be jealous?" His arms around her tightened and his lips brushed over the back of her neck.

Veronica flinched by the sudden affectionate touch. The place where his lips touched it became surprisingly hot. "Mnn! What are you doing?"

Arthur's warm lips moved to the crook of her neck and planted a kiss there. He sensed her body shuddering at his touch. Afterward, he whispered in her left ear, "I'm trying to fill your head with me."

His hot breath gently touched her neck and shoulder. Her heart began to pound harder. "Th-that's not my head."

He replied in a deep husky voice, "If your body senses me, so will your head." He gave his excuse and licked her nape.

His hot, wet tongue brushed over her skin. She tasted sweeter than any dessert. His tongue became hungry. His hands slipped inside her top and touched her bare skin.

"Umm…" Veronica trembled. She bit her lower lip to control her voice. She didn't want to leak her voice out into the wild.

"Let's stop here and stay for the night, shall we?"