MY MAJESTY, VOLUME 3 - Season 8 Episode 99

With the sweet sound of the marriage bells that had been tied to the backside of the carriage to let one know that a newlywed couple was sitting inside it, Lucy felt like things around her were changing. Like a reptile that sheds its old skin to let in the new skin on it. When she had left the castle this morning, she was only Lucy, but now she was someone’s wife. Theodore’s wife.

“Ready to go in?” she heard Theodore question her once they had got down from the carriage.

He offered his hand for her to take, and without a drop of doubt in her mind, she placed her hand in his hand before they started to climb the stairs that were at the front side of the castle. The warmth Theodore’s hand held started to transfer to her, spreading to every part of her body like a blanket of security.

Calhoun, Madeline and Aunt Monique were yet to climb the stairs, but they seemed to have stayed back so that she and Theodore could enter the castle first without being hovering.

“Congratulations, Lady Lucy and Advisor Theodore!” The maids who were waiting for the royal family to arrive congratulated the newlywed couple.

And when they finally reached Theodore’s room, she felt her heart begin to beat louder and louder as she knew what was going to happen. She had waited for this moment for so long in anticipation, and the thoughts were enough to turn her body hot.

“I cannot wait to see how the painting turns out to be. I have heard about the painter before,” she heard Theodore speak to her. With his hand that hadn’t let go of her, Lucy had a hard time concentrating on her current surroundings.

“Yes,” replied Lucy. “If Lady Madeline has recommended the person to paint, she must be really good.”

When Theodore let go of Lucy’s hand, she felt as if she had pulled away from the hot flame, and she brought it close to her chest. It wasn’t her first time getting married and being with a man, but why did it feel like it was her first time with a man?

Unlike her, Theodore’s demeanour was calm, and after letting go of her hand, he removed the white coat that he had been wearing until now. His actions were smooth and calm as he placed the coat on the stand before turning around to notice her standing and staring at him.

Theodore walked to come and stand in front of her, “You have been exceptionally quiet since the time we rode back in the carriage,” he noted, and he caught her right hand. “Is there something you would like to tell?” he asked her, his voice low and holding a certain ring in it that made her stomach deliciously flip.

“I don’t know why, but I can’t think of anything right now,” she was heavily distracted by her husband, and she saw the s.e.xy smile that appeared on his lips.

Theodore hadn’t removed his glasses from his face and his eyes trained on her, looking down at her hands that had white gloves on them.

He replied to her, “That must be quite troublesome.”

“Not much,” whispered Lucy when he looked back at her eyes.

“Are you sure about it?” Theodore’s head tilted to the side, and he took hold of her hand before his fingers slowly started to pull one end of her glove from her fingers after another before pulling it completely off from her hand. There was something sensual in his gaze, the way he looked at her right now.

The last time she had seen such a heated gaze from him was when he had kissed her cheek two decades ago. But back then, the emotion in his eyes had stayed only for fleeting seconds as it came and went too quickly.

“You seem shy,” stated Theodore, and Lucy wished he hadn’t pointed out the obvious thing. “Am I too handsome for you to handle today or is it that you are wondering what we might be doing now that we are alone in the room with each other?”

Theodore had never been able to tease Lucy as a dark line had been drawn between them, but now that she was his wife, he couldn’t help himself from teasing her a little as she looked lovely in her white dress.

“Maybe both,” whispered Lucy and Theodore chuckled after hearing her. Lucy wasn’t like the other vampiresses who acted coy as she didn’t know how to behave like that.

Theodore pulled out the other glove from her hand before throwing it to the side of the room. “You know, we missed one of the traditions of human weddings.”

Worried, Lucy asked, “We did?”

With a straight face, Theodore nodded his head, “We did. The tradition in the marriage doesn’t stop by just throwing the bouquet to the females but there’s also one more tradition for the groom to follow by removing the bride’s garter before it is thrown towards the men, similar to the women.”

“I-I didn’t know that,” responded Lucy, her eyes locking with Theodore’s eyes. At the same time, his hand had reached to take out the hairpins that were fixed in Lucy’s hair.

Theodore hummed at this, “It is a recent addition to the tradition of human weddings. I didn’t want to give something so intimate that is worn by you to be taken by someone else,” he said with a hint of possessiveness in his voice. Lucy was finally his, and he wasn’t going to share her with anyone. He had stepped closer to her, where he was able to hear her breathing more clearly, noticing how his words had turned her breathless.

“But won’t that be breaking tradition?” Lucy softly asked, goosebumps forming on the side of her arms.

A smile formed on Theodore’s lips. Neither of them had ever followed the traditions properly, but here Lucy was worried about not completing the last one as it was in regard to their wedding.

“Don’t worry, we can do it here. Let us complete that last part of the tradition before I fulfill your imagination,” Theodore replied to her, his words gentle yet continued to be sensual.

He then dropped down on his knees right in front of her, and Lucy felt her heartbeat suddenly increase. All this while, he hadn’t broken the gaze away from her, and she gulped.
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