The Werewolf King's Bride

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Have you come to hang out? That's great!" Luc said as Ezekiel and I went to the magic tower the next day.

"Yeah, and I have to ask you about something as well," I said.

"Come in and sit down first. You look really red and tired."

"Oh, that's... Ezekiel was teaching me swordsmanship."

"Good. But to think Demetrius let you..."

"He is the one who suggested it," I said.

"He truly is different with you," he muttered. "Anyway, sit down. I will get you a glass of water."

"No need. I brought some water for Her Highness," Ezekiel said. It was true he had already brought water for me. I was almost dying during the training, so he went back to get some water.

I took a seat on the couch. It felt like my whole body was melting. It was nice to sit down after swordsmanship training.

'My butt feels perfectly rested...'

"So what is it you wanted to know?" Luc asked, sitting beside me. Ezekiel was sitting at our front. This time, I did not have to tell him to sit down.

"What do you know about cursed eyes?" I asked.

"Cursed eyes?" Luc repeated.

I nodded. "I want to know what you know."

"Did Demetrius tell you about it?"

"It doesn't matter. I thought if I come to you, I might know about it."

He scratched his scalp and sighed. "Well, I know as much as others know, nothing more I guess."

"Tell me then."

"Black eyes are called cursed eyes. There are types of dark eyes- like not too black, and fully black as if it's devil's playground. Just like the devils within you can see your real self, the devils within the cursed eyes can not only see the real self of the person, but also others."

"See the real self of others?" I mumbled. It seemed like I could understand most parts now. If cursed eyes could see the real self of others, it meant that anyone was exposed in front of the devils of the cursed eyes. Demetrius could hear others' thoughts. He could read their minds, their real thoughts. It was just like Luc said.

Dem could see a person's real self as well. Perhaps it was because of his black eyes.

"Yes. I don't know how, but that's all it's said in books. Women with black eyes rarely have any demonic ability, but men sure do. I don't know what your husband's ability is," he said. "Do you know?"

"... No. No, I don't," I muttered. Demetrius had not sent me a letter yet. The bird was not here as well. After it took my letter to Dem, it did not come back.

I wondered if it was alright. I had never sent a letter, and that's also using a bird.

I was worried, so I asked Ezekiel if it was alright. He said that the bird of death was dangerous. No one could harm it easily. Perhaps Dem was too busy. He had gone to work after all. I hoped he was alright.

Before leaving, he said that he had gone to take care of mosquitoes along with checking the borders.

"What are you thinking, Blue?" I jerked hearing my name. Last night, I heard my name as well in the weird dream. I again had that weird dream. It was right after I had a nightmare about my past. They would not go away and in the darkness, it seemed like the devils of the past were calling me, trying to take me away. Then that person came and called my name, pulling me out of the darkness.

But I again did not remember if it was a he or a she.

"You really are not yourself today," Luc said. "Do you have a fever or something?"

"Ah, no... I'm fine," I laughed it off. "By the way, Luc, do you know if there is any dream where a person talks to you freely, but then you don't remember their voice?"

"What do you mean?" Luc asked.

"Um, I sorta have this nightmare every night. Then someone calls my name and comforts me. Then that person talks to me. It's as if a dream within a dream. I could never see their face though... In the morning, I forget all about that person.

I don't even remember their voice. Now I don't even know if it's a he or she," I said.

"That's pretty weird. I have never heard of anything like this," Luc said.

"Right? I know it too... It's the first time I had this weird dream."

"Does that person make you feel better?" Ezekiel asked all of a sudden.

"Ah, that person talks to me and I can talk to him freely as well. It almost feels as if I'm talking to a real person," I smiled. "Well, I'm kinda glad as that dream helps me to get out of my nightmare. No one likes to stay inside a nightmare, right? That's why I'm glad," I said.

"I'm glad," Ezekiel mumbled.

"Huh?" I asked in confusion.

Luc coughed loudly. "By the way, Blue, do you miss your husband?"

"Yeah, a lot. I sent him a letter, but he hasn't replied yet. I think he is busy."

"He is," Luc chuckled bitterly. "That guy has gone to take care of some trash, I mean in his words."

"Yeah, he told me."

"He told you? I mean, just like that? Like he told you everything?" Luc asked with a shocked expression.

"Huh? Yeah," I replied.

"Do you know what it means to take care of trash?" Ezekiel asked.

"Yes. Doesn't it mean killing?" I asked bluntly.

"... He chose the perfect wife for him," Luc muttered. "To think you took it so lightly... I mean, I expected you to be scared or something like that."

"Should I be?" I asked. Well, it was not like I was not scared. But Dem said that he needed to do it and besides, in historical romance novels, I had read about kings taking care of these types of things. It was not a big deal. Now as my life was just like a historical romance novel, I did not care about these things and could take everything seriously, but not worry too much.

"Haha, no, you should not," Luc laughed. "Ah, and I am sorry for hugging you that day. Your husband had given me a piece of his mind before he left and told me to keep my distance."

"Oh, is that so?"

"He cares about you a lot after all. Though I don't know what it feels to have a mate, I still understand how much you mean to him and how much he means to you," Luc said. "Even if there is someone trying to take one of you away, they don't stand a chance."

I did not understand why Luc added the last sentence. Perhaps he just meant that we were inseparable. It was true in a way. Unlike most couples in romance novels, we never faced any misunderstanding and even if we did once, we cleared it out.

We had perfect communication and we barely hid anything from each other. And besides, there were no jealousy issues since everyone feared Demetrius and did not get close to him. Even if they did, Demetrius would not pay them much attention. Sometimes he was rude with others though. And I was not close to many men as well except Luc and Ezekiel. Luc was Dem's friend and also my friend now.

And Ezekiel was my personal knight. He was supposed to be with me all the time. That was why everything was fine between us. Both of us knew how to keep our distance from other people.

Dem was not a perfect person, but neither was I. Both of us had some weird thoughts about the world and the way we viewed it was different as well. It was as if two puzzle pieces fitting together.

Our communication helped us to stay pure to each other without a hint of misunderstanding. And we trusted each other, but sometimes it felt like Dem was worried that I might leave him. No matter how many times I told him that I would not, he was never properly convinced.

The only thing I could do now was to keep being with him so he did not need to believe it, rather he would not even find the time to think about him since I would always be there.

And our respect for each other made us fall in love. I was waiting for the right time to tell him that I loved him and what he was feeling was love. Perhaps I needed to wait until he returned as written words were not enough to express how much I loved him.

"You're smiling, Blue," Luc said.

"I just remembered something good," I said. "Well, I will take my leave now. It has been quite a while."

"Alright," Luc said. "And Ezekiel, after escorting her back, come here again. I need to have a word with you."