WHEN DANIEL ENTERED THE CARRIAGE, he could tell that his wife had cried. Her red eyes and nose were enough evidence.
He wanted to console her, but he just did not understand why she could not see the matter from his point of view. All he wanted was to protect her and Geoffrey. Killian was the type of man they definitely needed protecting from.
He was sympathetic toward Magnolia and how she felt, but he was also relieved that the man had left before he had to deal with him.
As the carriage rode back toward the castle, Daniel parted his lips a few times to speak. But he was not sure what he could tell his wife to comfort her, especially after the incident from the night before.
Magnolia rushed to her room as soon as they arrived, without even sparing him a glance.
He sighed.
‘She probably just needs some time alone.’
He decided that he would try to speak with her later. Daniel still felt restless at the situ
DANIEL OPENED HIS EYES TO A BRIGHT ROOM, the other side of the bed was empty and cold. It had been this way for the past few days. Magnolia either left for training with Laya really early in the morning, or she slept late and only woke up after Daniel left the room. At night, she was always asleep before he came to their bedroom. It was odd because even though they shared a bed, they had not spoken or even seen each other for days. He sighed and turned to lie on his back. ‘She has not even given me the chance to listen to anything that I have to say. He sighed again. Maybe she will speak to me today since we have to be in public for Henry’s wedding.’ Daniel was hopeful. He pushed the covers and sat up. The day was going to be long, and he needed to finish some work before they left for the temple. Daniel headed to the training grounds. He had never skipped training ever since that cursed summer when his parents
MAGNOLIA SAT NEXT TO THE MARQUISE WHO GREETED HER WITH A WIDE SMILE. “How have you been, dear?” she asked. “Great, how about you?” Magnolia returned her smile. “Tired, but happy,” the marquise confessed. “I began to think that I will only have one daughter-in-law until I die,” she joked. “Florence is a sweet girl,” Magnolia told her. “Regardless of what happened,” she whispered the last part. “I know that, and I am hopeful that Henry will see that too.” Lady Flock patted her hand, while wearing a gentle expression. “Good afternoon, ladies.” The voice got both their attention. “Ah, Lord Saknas, welcome.” The marquise pushed to her feet to greet the baron. Magnolia also stood, being between the two. “Her Majesty sends her regards and best wishes for the bride and groom,” he said as he kissed her hand. “It is an honor to have you attend, Lord Saknas.” “And who might this lovely lady be?” Fred asked as h
“YOU SMELL LIKE A LILY OF THE VALLEY,” Fred said as he took in the scent. “It reminds me of—” The words died in his throat, literally. He was yanked away from Magnolia, forcing him to let go of her arm. “What the hell are you doing?” Daniel’s voice was chilling. His hand was around Fred’s throat, squeezing. “I—I was just—” Fred stuttered with his eyes bulging. “How dare you touch my wife,” the duke hissed. “I could break your neck right here.” “Daniel,” Magnolia hurried and placed her hands on his arm. “You cannot.” “This bastard did something to you in the temple, did he not?” With his hand around Fred’s throat, he lifted him in the air. “Daniel, please. He is the queen’s nephew,” Magnolia pleaded. “Do you think I care?” “You have to let him go.” Daniel stared at the man for a moment, his face was turning blue. ‘I would rather tear his throat out.’ Daniel threw the baron to
DANIEL AND MAGNOLIA WALKED INTO THE HOUSE, giggling and holding hands. They were both drunk with desire for each other. It was late so there was no one around, except the butler. Daniel dismissed him right away. “I think we shall read chapter twelve when we get to the bedroom,” Daniel whispered in her ear. Magnolia bit her bottom lip while her mischievous eyes stared at her husband. “I am looking forward to it, Your Grace,” she said with a playful voice. Daniel pulled her to him, flattening their bodies against each other. He kissed her with such passion, her knees nearly gave in. “Daniel, you’re killing me,” she breathed against his lips. “Look who’s talking, you’re the one killing me with these lips of yours.” He kissed her again then he picked her up and started to walk toward the stairs. When Daniel turned toward their room, Magnolia wiggled a bit. “Wait, Daniel,” she said. “I want to check on Geof
MAGNOLIA SAT ON THE EDGE OF GEOFFREY’S BED. She felt cold, not from the chilly breeze coming from the open balcony, but from inside of her. She was not sure how long she sat there, hugging herself. ‘I have let my guard down.’ She was always vigilant when she was traveling with her son. ‘How is it that nothing happened to him all that time, but he gets taken from the middle of the duke’s house?’ Magnolia bit her lip in frustration until it bled. “My poor son,” she whispered as fresh tears raced down her cold cheeks. Suddenly, a screech erupted from the garden. Magnolia was already on her feet, her heart beating in her throat. Her legs moved before her mind registered the action. She ran through the hallways and down the stairs until she reached the gardens. There were many servants with lanterns scattered around. Her eyes were lost, looking for a hint as to the source of the scream. Her eyes fell on
IT WAS EARLY MORNING, but no one had slept all night. Magnolia jumped when the doors to Daniel’s office flew open. Henry walked into the room, horrified. “Why the bloody hell didn’t you call for me?” He glared at Daniel. “Because it was your wedding night, you fool,” Daniel shot back at him. “You should not be here.” “You’re wrong, this is exactly where I need to be right now.” “Daniel is right, Henry,” Magnolia uttered with an exhausted voice. “You should not have left Florence.” Henry clenched his jaw, doing his best not to snap back. “Well, I am here now. Do we have any updates?” But before Daniel could answer, the doors opened again. It was Laya this time. “Is it true?” she burst out. But no one had to answer, Magnolia’s grim face and her dry tears said it all. “We have no confirmation yet, but I believe it has something to do with the Barons Faction,” Daniel explained. “Those bastards,” Henry mumbled.
MAGNOLIA PACED BACK AND FORTH IN HER ROOM. It was clear that Daniel was not planning on helping the barons pass that bill. “This should not be the priority right now.” She slammed her hand on the table. ‘Geoffrey is.’ She crashed down on the chair and leaned into her arms across the table. She remembered when she found out she was pregnant, she was only seventeen and she hated the baron. She thought of getting rid of the baby because she did not want her child to be brought into her horrible world. The baron was indifferent, he did not care about children or heirs, but at least he kept his distance from Magnolia when he found out she was pregnant. He did not come to her bed and he did not vent his anger on her and beat her anymore. Magnolia had secretly bought an herbal mix that would have caused her to lose the baby, but she just stared at it for days without being able to use it. She could not bring herse
“I STILL THINK THIS IS A BAD IDEA,” Laya complained. “At least, she is not saying she will kill everyone anymore.” Killian smiled sheepishly. Magnolia rolled her eyes at them both. “So how does this spell work?” “You’ll have a different appearance for half an hour, so you better get out of there before the time is up.” “Are you not coming with us?” Magnolia raised a brow. “I can’t get involved in things like this, the tower will find out. I should stay out here anyway, in case something goes wrong.” Laya shrugged. “I think you two can handle yourselves without me.” She handed Magnolia a flask. “Drink.” After a few gulps, Laya gave it to Killian to do the same. “So now what—” the words died in Magnolia’s throat when her voice changed into a deeper and more manly one. “Oh Gods,” she mumbled. She looked at her hands, they were huge and rough. “Did I really need this spell as