The Marrying The Prince

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"You're in Ana's trouble"

Anastasia quivered as Ferdinand's voice whispered heavily, her throat feeling dry as she watched Ferdinand's gaze continue to be fixed on her lips.

"What do you want?"

Ferdinand ignored Anastasia's trembling soft voice, his face getting closer with her gaze that made Anastasia sting. The face continued to move cleavage, approaching decisively to the lips of Anastasia. When Ferdinand's head was already very close, Ferdinand tilted his head and,

Anastasia's head moved to throw away her face

Ferdinand's lips that were ready to grab Anastasia's lips landed right next to Anastasia's cheeks. Anastasia refused him outright.

With a slight disappointment due to the apparent rejection he received, Ferdinand continued the pace of his lips to give a soft kiss on the spot of bruised cheek Anastasia, then rose to re-dip the other bruised spot.

Ferdinand's warm smile rose as he felt Anastasia's body stiffen. Very slowly, Ferdinand lifted his back and rested on the towering top of Anastasia who had almost died of a heart attack.

Anastasia still threw her face to the side, not daring one bit to look at Ferdinand. Ferdinand smiled amusedly and with a quick movement,

Pulling his shirt off.

Then throw it away just like that. Both of Anastasia's eyes were rounded as her face which she still threw aside, saw a lump of innocent clothes lying on the floor. Anastasia quickly moved back to blur but, the strong grip of both hands on her waist made Anastasia unable to wart.

"Shut up, or I'm really gonna do everything I want Ana to do"

Anastasia's breath was hunting, her heart was crazed, her body was stung with heat, Anastasia's body was writhing slowly as Ferdinand turned the grip on her waist into a caress.

"Shut up Ana... Please shut up and obey"

Heavy, hoarse, and deep. Ferdinand's whispered voice greatly explained how excited he was now, he who was now desperately wanting Anastasia.

But, Ferdinand held back strongly all the semblance of burning desire, biting his lips firmly while looking at Anastasia who finally nodded weakly and resignedly. Oh dammit! the obedient motions even burned Ferdinand even more! the contents of his head grew wildly flying freely imagining all the hot things he could do to Anastasia.

"Oohh Ana. this is so torturous"

Ferdinand's eyes closed for a moment, then without warning immediately threw his body on the bed. Anastasia flinched and twisted her body to look for possible blurred blemishes but, again unable to twitch as one arm of Ferdinand hugged her waist firmly.

Ferdinand put his innocent chest against Anastasia's back, his face approached and hid at Anastasia's nape, his eyes closed to enjoy the comfort of Anastasia's body and the pleasant aroma of Anastasia.

Anastasia's heart was no longer helped as Ferdinand's face continued to move behind his nape, the hunting's warm breath continued to deliver a sting to Anastasia's entire blood

"Fe-Ferdinand?"

"I'm so sleepy Ana, you're so comfortable, leave it like this..."

With great difficulty Anastasia gulped her saliva.

"But it's morning, they'll-"

"Sleep Ana"

Sleep said? Just be right! Let alone to be able to sleep, to properly disobey Anastasia can not. Geez...What kind of situation is this? and what should he do now?

***

Sunny days in spring make anyone want to enjoy their relaxing time. Just like the men on the terrace table leading to the purple view, three men were sitting at a table filled with snacks and warm cups of tea. Carl still keeps saying everything the results of his monitoring. Every now and then Fredrick, George, Henry sipped their tea while continuing to listen to Carl. Edward stood quietly as he continued to chew on the biscuits in his hand.

"So he's been all night just standing by the barn door doing nothing?"

George asked Carl while putting down his teacup. Carl nodded

"Yes Sir"

"What's the point?"

Henry asked Carl, with a short slit.

"Your grandson is so full of boring drama doesn't matter George. Slow man"

"Your son Fred"

Fredrick clucked lazily while putting down his teacup. Then I looked back at Carl.

"After injuring his wife, letting his wife cry, chasing in the early hours, shouldering his wife in front of many eyes that see, until now he is still locked his wife?"

Carl's head nodded with a grimace as he held back a laugh, as powerful as Carl held back his laughter when Edward, George, Henry was already blown away. Fredrick returned lazy.

"She's just as dumb as George's"

"You're also my descendant Fred"

"ah! how unlucky are I and Henry"

Fredrick replied with George's hands clapping his head. In a dramatic way, Fredrick could only rub his head while grimacing dramatically. Henry chuckled again while shaking his head in amusement.

"You are one blood"

Fredrick and George spoke together, attacking Henry who was nonchalantly biting his biscuits.

***

On the other side of the Francian kingdom, Elsa was still busy with the customers who came to her shop. Every now and then he comes to the customer's desk when Kenna makes a mistake on the customer's meal order. Elsa again took a deep breath when she saw Kenna who continued to be pensive in the kitchen.

Kenna's sad state is supported by her pale face color. These few days, Kenna cannot sleep, is not well fed, and is often exhausted. Kenna's unsettled mind and nothing to calm her made Elsa even more confused and upset.

Ferdinand has not yet come to Kenna. What did the man do to not send a single message? More because of the current situation, the state of Ferdinand who was married. Ferdinand should have come to Kenna immediately to renounce and reaffirm their promise so that Kenna could calm down.

"Kenna?"

Kenna, who was still pensive and unable to concentrate, remained silent while staring at the thinning wood-burning supplies. Kenna must have remembered Ferdinand's job, his lover's job to find firewood. Once again, Elsa took a deep breath.

"Kenna?"

This time, Elsa approached her brother while gently shaking Kenna's shoulder. Kenna flinched and immediately looked over

"There's another order?"

Elsa gave a short nod while thrusting out two papers. With great difficulty Kenna smiled faintly.

"Ok.. I'll do it"

As Kenna began to step towards the sauce pan, Elsa immediately held her hand. Kenna turned her head back to look at Elsa who was already looking at her with concern.

"After this order, we'll close the shop"

Kenna's eyebrows pucker up deep

"Why?"

"You're so pale"

While returning to put on her faint smile, Kenna shook her head strongly

"I'm fine El, we-"

"You also can't focus and keep daydreaming. You need Ken's rest"

"No El, ak-"

"Rest Ken, remember Dinand's message to promote your health"

That name, the name Elsa mentioned made Kenna's chest rustle until the direction of her vision began to blur. Kenna lowered her head as she felt she could no longer hold back her tears. Elsa who realized the look on her brother's face immediately hugged her brother gently.

"Calm down Kenna. Dinand is coming soon and if he's busy, he'll be texting as usual"

The soft words that tried to calm Kenna were not useful at all when Kenna's sobs were heard.

"I don't know El, but I feel really bad. And I miss him a lot too"

Gently, Elsa's hand continued to caress her brother's trembling back, her body patiently accepting every single tear Kenna had spilled over her shoulder.

"I understand Ken, but we can only trust Dinand. His newly married status must have made it hard to get out"

Kenna continued to sob in Elsa's arms, until a memory emerged that made her quickly release her arms to look at Elsa.

"I just remembered El, Dinand once explained that after we got married, we would not live in the palace. Because only the crown princess can stay in the palace after marriage"

Elsa's brows furrowed deeply, her gaze fixedly staring at Kenna, trying to understand where the purpose of the conversation was.

"Then?"

Kenna rubbed her two watery eyes with a smile, the look on her face showed hope.

"That means now he won't stay in the palace. We could've sent a letter at his place by now"

Elsa's eyebrows are shrinking deeper

"I don't understand Ken. Sending a letter to Dinand is not like us who can send a letter of complaint to the parliament. The palace only chose the letters they needed. They will not receive a letter that is not clear according to them"

Kenna's smile grew wider, with both hands directly holding Elsa's hands. Elsa who saw the look of a hopeful face and a bright smile Kenna could finally understand.

"Fusi..."

Kenna nodded with a bright smile that continued to adorn her lips. A wish, which would make Kenna a little calm

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