The Werewolf King's Bride

Chapter 187: The Banquet (4)

(From Blue's Perspective)

Evelyn and Merrick were dancing, Mother was chatting with a noble woman, little Ava was nowhere to be seen and Demetrius went for some work.

I was resting in a chair. Prince Caius, Crown Prince Carey offered me to dance with them and I could not refuse since most people were eyeing us with expectation. Now I was exhausted.

"Are you alright?" Luc asked.

"... Do I look like I am?"

"Not really. You look like you have gotten out of a tomb."

"That's how I am feeling."

"Ah, the Queen of Querencia... and the master of the magic tower of Querencia, I greet you both."

Both Luc and I looked at the direction where that voice came from and came face to face with a man with light brown skin and black hair. He had a rather great face and he was too muscular, but of the same height as Demetrius.

"King of Lacuna, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said. "Please forgive me, but I might need to keep sitting down."

"It's alright. I understand. The Queen has danced for a long time after all," he said. "I was going to ask the Queen for a dance if you were alright. But it seems I won't be so fortunate."

"Let us save it for the next time, King of Lacuna."

"Yes, it seems we have to do that," he chuckled. "Will you mind if I take a seat next to you?"

"It's fine," I smiled.

He sat down and Luc raised his eye brow. He was standing beside me with a wine glass in his hand. It had been quite a long time that he had been drinking for. I wondered if he would be alright. Perhaps he had great alcohol tolerance since he did not seem affected at all.

"I heard about the Queen a lot and now that I am seeing you, I am quite taken aback by your beauty. The Queen truly is magnificent," he said.

"Thank you," I said. "The King of Lacuna also seems to have a great sense of style."

"Haha, the Queen is too kind," he chuckled. "But I won't refuse your compliment. Some women cry their eyes out just to have a night with me."

"I see..."

Luc's face was telling me he was totally disgusted, but he also knew that it was the King of Lacuna's normal behavior. Ruby also told me that the King of Lacuna was quite arrogant. She had not seen him herself, but she heard rumors.

"Well, it's not like the Queen will also be interested in me, right?"

"I won't," I said sternly. "Haha, how funny! I was thinking of chatting more with the King of Lacuna since I thought you were respectable with your words. But it seems I cannot fulfill that wish of mine. Anyway, I would like to get some fresh air now, King of Lacuna. Let's talk some time else when both of our words are compatible enough to chat."

Before he could say anything else, I left. I did not want to talk to him anymore. I did not understand why every single of them had to be like this. It was like a sin to even think of talking to any of them nicely.

"That guy is a playboy. And women like his appearance. Most noble women literally throw themselves at him. There is a rumor that even the Queen of Mazazine had slept with him. Perhaps that's why he thought you would want the same," Luc said as we got out of the banquet and in the garden.

"Oh my god! He is so arrogant! And what kind of insolent behavior is that? I am married!"

"The Queen of Mazazine is married too," Luc pointed out.

"Well, it's true," I mumbled. "She has a harem. But isn't it really disrespectful to sleep with someone else that is not your partner and not part of your harem either?"

"Well, not everyone shares the same concept as you," Luc chuckled bitterly. "I actually hate this too. I am one partner at a time type. Like really? How many people do you need to do it with? Isn't one enough?

It's not like you are many in one person's body? So, why do you need too many? Sometimes they behave like chicken in heat!"

"... You and I usually share the same thoughts. Wanna be my brother?"

"Demetrius said it too and I feel like that too. We are more like siblings even though we are not related and have never seen each other before till you married."

"Right? Isn't it crazy? We don't even look like each other and there is no way we would be related," I said. "I have never seen someone else with so much similar thoughts as mine..."

"It's kinda oddly creepy. But it's also satisfying finding someone so similar to you," he said.

"Exactly! I was thinking the same thing, haha!"

"Should I tell my father to adopt you? He always wanted a daughter..."

"What...? It surely... Huh? What was that? The sound..."

I looked behind me hearing the loud noise. It sounded like someone fell from a high place.

Luc grasped my arm and pulled me behind him. "Stay close to me," he said.

I followed Luc closely to the direction of the noise. It took us a moment to notice a woman on the ground. Her head was hurt and it was bleeding profusely.

"Oh my...! She is bleeding badly!" I exclaimed in panic. "We need to stop the bleeding!"

I tried to go to the woman, but Luc stopped me, grabbing my arm. He shook his head and said, "I will check her. What if she is dangerous? Your husband will throw me out of my tower if he sees even a scratch on you."

"But she is injured! How can she be dangerous?"

"Blue, be wary of everything," he said sternly.

I could not argue anymore. I stood back as he bent down and examined that woman. "She fell from the second floor balcony," he said. "Can you see anyone there or near?"

"Not really," I said. "It's a dark room, it seems."

"Hmm... We need to take her to a doctor if we want her to live," he said.

Even though he was a magician, he could not heal her. Mages did not have the ability to heal wounds. They could only temporarily stop bleeding, but to heal the wounds, they needed the help of doctors. Werewolves could heal themselves when they were hurt. Doctors could not heal themselves as well. They could only help with the healing process so it would be fast.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go," I said quickly.

"Why? We don't even know her."

"So?"

"So?" he repeated. "Why do we need to save her? It's not like she is of any importance..."

"Luc! Just because we don't know her doesn't mean we can't save her either. And you don't always need a reason to save someone. Sometimes, it's just instinctive," I said.

"Haa, such a hassle...," he sighed. "... I informed your husband. He will inform the King of Ataraxia. Then they will send a doctor soon. Let's wait here for now.

I will try to stop the bleeding. You better stay near me..."

Luc was very focused as he kept his eye on her wound, pressing the index and middle finger of his right hand on her wound. He was completely absorbed in it. I tried to talk to him, but then stopped since it seemed like he needed to focus.

I leaned against the tree behind me. For some reason, I was not as scared as I thought I would be. I kind of took the whole thing naturally.

Was it because I had killed someone before? Or because I had seen my husband parting someone's head and body?

While I was thinking about all these and waiting for the doctor, a palm suddenly covered my mouth and nose. I tried to make a sound, but my body felt numb and I could not utter a single thing. There was something on his palm for sure. Not on his palms exactly, but on the glove he was wearing.

That person pulled me back and Luc was so focused on stopping that woman's blood that he did not notice anything. I had heard about it before too that when mages used their magic, they initially lost the ability to focus on other things much as they had to focus properly to use their magic.

It was a man for sure. He picked me up from the ground and mumbled something. He was not alone, but I could not see his face or the face of his acquaintance since my vision had gotten blurry. It must be another effect of the thing on his glove.

My eyelids grew heavy and before I knew it, my eyes closed themselves without my consent.