The Cursed Prince Chapter 85 - Is She Thinking What I'm Thinking?

Chapter 85 - Is She Thinking What I'm Thinking?

Emmelyn muttered indistinctly and closed her eyes again. She loved hearing his voice calling her amazing, but she didn't know how to respond to it. So, she pretended she didn't care.
"Are you tired? Too tired to go down for dinner?" asked Mars. "Shall I ask the servants to bring food here?"
Mars could imagine the girl might be exhausted after such a long day. In the morning, they were busted by his mother while having sex. Later in the day, Emmelyn was training archery in the field, and followed by the incident with Lady Preston during the tea...
Finally, they also had done 'that'. Mars admitted their vigorous sexual intercourse could be draining when they got too excited.
Naturally, Emmelyn didn't even have the strength to go down to the dining room for dinner. Ah, of course, it would be easy for Mars to ask Roshan to bring their dinner to the chamber so they could eat here, right?
"I don't want to get used to eating in the chamber. It's a bad habit. I'd like to keep this place clean and tidy," grumbled Emmelyn. "Let's go downstairs for dinner."
"But if you're tired, it's okay to eat in your chamber every now and then," said Mars.
The girl gave it some thought and realized that she shouldn't be too rigid. She was a flexible person when she was traveling. She would hunt wild animals, roast them, and eat them at the same place where she would sleep.
Maybe it would be nice to dine in their chamber this once. However, before Emmelyn accepted Mars's suggestion to just eat in this room, suddenly she remembered something.
The girl frowned and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
Ahh ... why was he so eager to eat in the room? What's wrong?
Was he embarrassed to meet the servants because he made so much noise during their lovemaking earlier?
[BAHAHA ... Maybe that's why!]
Emmelyn was thrilled to imagine how much Mars would have to put on a flat face in front of his servants when they came down to the dining room for dinner.
Hmph! Let him know how Emmelyn felt all this time. She had to pretend to look nonchalant every time she went down and meet the servants after the noise she caused when they had sex.
She would love to see how this man pretended not to care when they went down later.
"Let's just eat downstairs," said Emmelyn coolly.
The girl cleared her throat and tried to get out of bed to clean herself and put on her clothes.
Mars watched Emmelyn clean herself with a wet towel and then put her clothes back on. After Mars was sure that Emmelyn was really fresh enough to go downstairs, finally, he followed Emmelyn's actions, clean up his body, and put on his clothes.
For him, it did not matter at all, eating in their chamber or in the dining room. Whatever she wanted, he would do it.
They then went down from the third floor and immediately headed to the dining room.
Roshan, who saw their arrival, could immediately guess that his master and Lady Emmelyn just did a vigorous sexercise that drained their energy, and now they wanted to eat immediately.
The butler swiftly gave orders to the other servants to serve food for the prince and Lady Emmelyn.
Emmelyn noticed Mars's expression from when they arrived on the first floor and met Roshan, and then when the servants started arriving to bring them food.
Surprisingly, she did not find any change in attitude or expression on Mars. Did the man really not care?
[He didn't care about what other people think regarding the noise he made during sex??? Gosh!]
Emmelyn could only purse her lips when she realized that Mars was not at all bothered if the people in this castle found out about his exercises in bed.
Apparently, Emmelyn was the only one who overthought.
The girl ate her meal with a sullen expression.
***
That night, as usual, Mars soaked in a hot bath to relax his muscles so he could sleep. Emmelyn, who felt her body sticky from the training and having sex before they had dinner, joined him for a bath.
She felt happy because the bathtub in their chamber was as big as the bathtub in Mars' old chamber, so they could share without having to feel cramped.
After he was relaxed enough, Mars got out and dried his body. He then climbed into bed and got ready to sleep.
Emmelyn, who saw that the man did not bother to wear clothes to sleep, asked, "Isn't it cold to sleep without your clothes on?"
Mars didn't reply. He already closed his eyes.
Emmelyn rolled her eyes and shook her head in disbelief. She also went out of the bathtub, dried herself, and then put on a thin nightgown before climbing into bed.
As soon as her body touched the soft mattress, two big hands had pulled her into a certain someone's embrace. Emmelyn could feel the warmth immediately transferred from his skin as he touched hers.
Ahh.. no wonder he didn't bother wearing anything. He wanted to use her as his human blanket.
[This is nice...]
Emmelyn had to admit that it was really pleasant to share the warmth this way.
She also closed her eyes and snuck her head on his chest. In mere minutes, she was already in deep slumber.
***
Their life went on peacefully for two days before, finally, the prince had to go to Southberry for the battle exercise.
"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" Mars asked Emmelyn the night before his departure. "Southberry has many beautiful vineyards and, as you know... great wine."
Emmelyn shook her head. Although she wanted so badly to get out of this castle and find a change of scenery, she didn't want to take any chances by joining Mars to Southberry. She had deceived Gewen into thinking that she was a man and Mars's boyfriend.
As long as they were in this castle, she would be able to keep her lies. But if she was going to go with them to Southberry, she would be forced to interact more with Gewen and Edgar. She couldn't risk her disguise being uncovered.
Besides .. she also wanted to visit the villages around this castle. She didn't know anymore whether she wanted to see the witch in Bydell Village to help her conceive twins or triplet, but it didn't hurt to see new places, right?
"No. I'll stay home and rest and find something to do," Emmelyn said.
"Hmm .. alright. Oh, by the way, Lady Athibaud sent you an invitation via Gewen to visit their house in the capital. She wants you to meet her two daughters."
"Hmm .. I'll come," said Emmelyn.
To be honest, she had missed chatting with other noblewomen.
"They'll send a carriage here to pick you up. I will have Roshan and several guards to go with you," said Mars again.
"Okay."
Mars suddenly became silent for a few moments, to Emmelyn's amazement.
"What happened to you?" asked the girl. She was wondering what the man was thinking. His forehead creased as if thinking about something really serious.
"I'll be gone for a week…" Finally, Mars answered. "It means, we won't be able to do our duties to… ahem..."
Emmelyn rolled her eyes.
[Gosh.]
She was worried that Mars was concerned about something serious. Apparently, he was just thinking about sex.
[Typical.]
"All right then," said Emmelyn. She started unbuttoning her dress.
She would not pretend that she did not enjoy their lovemaking. Ever since she entered into that agreement with Mars to give the prince three heirs, they had been doing the deed almost every day.
Never once did she not enjoy the baby-making activities. The only time it felt a bit unpleasant was when Mars gave her the silent treatment.
It was awkward and not so nice. Emmelyn was frustrated because after having amazing sex every day for one week, suddenly the lovely babymaking activity was reduced to a chore, and she felt like the breeding cow again.
Fortunately, after the incident, they had a talk, and now everything was clear. Mars never did it again. So, Emmelyn always felt satisfied and spoiled with their sexual intercourse.
In fact.. if she wanted to be honest, she liked it so much that she slowly grew feelings for him. However, this was something that she would deny with all her heart.
She would not let the feelings grow. She would just enjoy it while it last... until she produced the third child.
Mars stared at the girl, slowly unbuttoning her dress and ready to strip. His eyes gleamed in excitement.
[Is she thinking what I am thinking?]
[This is amazing! She knows me so well now!]
[Gosh, I love this woman.]
[So. Fucking. Much.]
"Ahh .. alright? Does this mean you agree to do it several times tonight as compensation for my absence for a week?" Mars asked enthusiastically. "Seven days.. means... we'll do it tonight, seven times?"
Suddenly Emmelyn's hands stopped working.
"Wait.. what?!?" Her eyes went round as she stared at the man in disbelief.
From her tone of voice, Mars immediately realized that Emmelyn WAS NOT THINKING WHAT HE WAS THINKING.