Married to the devil’s son episode 4

Married To The Devils Son👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

Chapter 4

All princes and their first wives were invited to have dinner with the King. When
we arrived, the King welcomed us and we greeted him in turn, then we greeted one
another amongst ourselves. While the princes chatted and laughed, except Lucian,
the princesses just glared at each other. There was some kind of hostility between
them.
Lucian didn’t go up to his brothers, he just stood beside me. None of them seemed
to care about him, either. He had told me earlier that they didn’t like him because
he was the devil’s son. I wondered if they really believed that kind of blasphemy.
And why did he say that he didn’t know if he actually was the devil’s son? I was
confused.

Before my head imploded with questions, dinner was served and we sat down in
our assigned places. Each prince sat beside his wife. The Crown Prince was sitting
next to the King, they were talking about something animatedly, waving their
hands around wildly. His wife Elsa looked at me now and then. I wondered if she
had any problem with me. But I had to admit she was a beauty. Possibly the most
beautiful of all the princesses, with her curly blonde hair and sky blue eyes.
Lucian and I ate our dinner in silence; he seemed uncomfortable as though he was
forced to be here.

A guard came in and whispered something into the King’s ear and shortly after the
king stood up from his seat. “I have a few things to take care of, but enjoy your
dinner.”He said guardedly, and with that, he left.
As soon as the King left the Crown Prince rose from his seat holding his wine glass
delicately in one hand and a spoon on the other. He tapped the spoon on the glass
to grab everyone’s attention.
“First, we shall welcome or little brother’s bride,” he began, “and then..” he
continued, clearly not fit to form complete sentences in his intoxicated state.

“And then,” the prince next to him picked up where his brother had left off. “We
shall tell embarrassing stories about our little brother to his bride.”
Lucians brothers laughed. They may have been speaking of this as a joke, but
something was off. Their laughs weren’t genuine and sounded evil to my ears. I
could feel Lucian shifting uncomfortably beside me.

The Crown Prince walked along with the table and stood behind the prince and his
wife who were sitting in front of us.
“You must have heard the rumor about our brother, about him being the son of the
devil. What do you think about that?” He asked, cruel mirth clear in his tone. I
could see Lucian clenching his fists under the table.
“It’s as you said Your highness, just a rumor” I replied. I didn’t know why I
defended Lucian, but I felt a strange protectiveness over him.
The crown prince sent me a scrutinizing glare, but he wasn’t willing to give up. He
was probably thinking of other ways to insult his brother. He had no right!
“So you don’t believe them?” He looked at me skeptically.
“Should I, Your Highness?” I said in a challenging tone, mock sweetness coloring
my voice.

Clearly, the crown prince was not succeeding with his insults so he got some help
from his brother sitting in front of us.
“Even his mother didn’t want him after she gave birth to him,” he added.
I couldn’t believe my ears. How could he say something so cruel to his own
brother?
Beside me, Lucian’s entire body tensed up, ready to spring at the brother sending
cruel taunts to the both of us. I quickly reached out under the table and gently laid
my hand atop his, willing him to stop and consider his actions.
Lucian stilled. He raised his incredulous gaze up to my eyes, clearly surprised by
my contact. I gave him a reassuring smile, and by intuition, I could tell he had
calmed down significantly. Turning to his brothers, I was furious. I hadn’t known
Lucian for that long, and I hadn’t chosen to be married to him, but now he was my
husband and I couldn’t change that. I had only one option: to make this marriage
work.

His brother looked at me, calculating. He must have guessed what I was thinking.
“Well, I hope he treats you well,” he said slowly, backing off.
“Well is an understatement of how he treats me,” I said stiffly and his brothers sent
me a disappointed look.
Lucian intertwined his fingers with mine under the table, as though he approved of
me defending him.

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For his entire life, no one has ever stood up for him like this beautiful woman had
done today. This woman, his wife who barely knew him, had surprised him with
her touch and melted his heart with her words and smile. She hadn’t believed the
rumors about him, that even he sometimes believed about himself.
Once they arrived at their chamber Lucian noticed that Hazel had a frown on her face.

“Is everything alright?” He asked.
“Yes,” She said her gaze slowly turning to the window. “Can I go outside to the
garden?”
Lucian noticed that she liked being outside, so he decided to take her not only
outside the room but outside the castle. Her eyes twinkled when he told her about
it.
In the courtyard stood the stables, and he led her in,side to show her his own horse,
a beautiful chestnut with a white star on his flank.
“Can you ride?” He asked her.
“No” she replied, embarrassed.
“Then you should ride with me.” He suggested.
Hazel nodded.
Lucian helped her up and she sat behind him on the horse. “Hold on.”
She seemed to hesitate, but then ever so slowly she put her arms around his wa-ist
and held him lightly, almost not touching. But as soon as they started riding, her
grip tightened, pressing her soft and warm body against his back.
“Is it too fast?”
“No,” she replied but her tight hold around his wa-ist said otherwise. Either way, he
didn’t slow down; he liked the feeling of her arms around him.

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