The Prince's Duchess { Illyria Series 1 } - COMPLETED

Chapter 24: This is not Goodbye

Sarina's POV:

I was back in the Royal Palace, walking through the corridors when I saw a couple in the shadows. 

Curious, I followed them as they entered a room.

I went near it and tried to turn the knob but my hands went through it like a ghost.

Realizing this, I went through the door and found the couple by the fireplace.

It was them again. Joram and mom.

I crept upon them silently and noticed that she was pressing a wet cloth on Joram's bruised cheek.

He seems to have been beaten and the look on mother's face was one of pain and tears.

"Jo, your father may never approve of us." her voice sounded exactly like mine as well.

"Eva. I knew that now." Joram held her shaking hand. "Damn. His fists certainly did all the talking."

"I'm afraid for us. Maybe I should leave after all." Eva placed a shaking hand on her stomach.

"No. You are mine Eva. To even suggest you would leave me would render me unable to love another again." his concerned eyes looked at her hand. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm scared Jo. Your father wants this merger badly for the sake of your country, if he finds out about the baby..."

"You are pregnant Eva?"pure joy filled his features as he pulled her closer and touched her flat stomach.

The apparent smile on the woman's face and the delight in Joram's was the last thing I saw before I was awakened.

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"I want to find her." I said as I pulled my hair up this morning. "If I am not the daughter His Majesty was looking for then I must clear it up and find the real one."

The dream was like a sign, I should help the King and ease his sadness by locating his lost child. A love child who has an odd connection to me and my mother. Maybe a sister I never knew?

Steam rose from the pool as Water splashed around the huge jacuzzi I was soaking in with my lover, the fragrant petals of orchids floating around giving off a floral air.

A slush of water hit my back, making me sigh and arch my back as Leone scrubbed my back with a foamy sponge, his hand movements were practiced and steady as he scrubbed my back and my shoulders.

"Personally, I think it is none of your business whether my old man suffers because of his sins." he frowned as he pulled me between his legs and continued scrubbing, his gentle washing making me blush. 

I woke up feeling good in a body aching good sort of way because well....I don't need to elaborate how my night went. However this is the first time Leone and I were taking a bath together and for once he isn't feeling amorous.

So now I am feeling a bit conscious again as his big hands touched a corner of my neck or even the length of my arm as he soaped me like a helpless baby.

  "His track record with his children is not exactly fatherly and loving, Also he was the reason why my uncle went into exile and died away from home." his voice was filled with hate but instead of feeling angry, I felt defensive.

"B-But...I can understand his sadness. Yo-you..Mmmhhnnnn." I moaned when he touched my stomach and I felt him freeze.

"You were saying?" his voice sounded strangled and I went on.