Conquering His Cold Heart

45 Playful Bickering

“Good morning, dear wife,” Caspian whispered. He waited for his wife to take that blanket off and show her face to him.

However, Anastasia neither showed her face nor said a word to him. She kept on staying curled up inside the blanket.

Caspian playfully bit his lower lip. And he gently tugged the blanket.

But his shy wife tightened her hold on the blanket even more.

“Anna...” Caspian teasingly pinched her waist and successfully made her squirm. But that was it.

The Vampire King couldn’t help but chuckle at his shy wife. And he asked, “Wife, are you going to stay inside that blanket for the whole day?”

There was no answer. Nor any kind of reaction.

Caspian got a great idea to further tease his wife. “Ah! I get it. You must already be craving to kiss me until you are breathless. Here I come then.”

“No!” Anastasia suddenly squeaked and peeped from under the blanket.

.....

She furrowed her brows and chastised Caspian, “Why didn’t you wake me up before Zenon entered the room? He saw us in one bed!”

Caspian lay down on the bed and rested his head on his palm. He gazed into his wife’s emerald green eyes and asked playfully, “So what if he saw us? We’re not having a secret affair now, are we?”

“No, but...” Anastasia covered her face again and said in a muffled tone, “He saw us! And why are you still na... Why aren’t you wearing any clothes yet?”

“Because you are wearing my robe, remember?” Caspian started poking Anastasia’s shoulder so that she would stop hiding from him.

Caspian heard Anastasia’s muffled voice again, “Fine. I will go back to my chamber and change into my gown. And I will have this robe sent over if this is what you will be wearing for the rest of the day.”

Anastasia suddenly sprung up and threw the blanket away with a jerk. She unintentionally threw away the only thing that was covering her husband’s family jewels.

“Oh, good lord!” Anastasia turned her neck so fast that it even made a cracking sound.

“Ah!” She instantly held her neck with her palm.

Instead of pulling the blanket and covering himself, Caspian labeled his wife as a perverted woman. “Oh, wife! Are you that desperate to see me naked? You could have just said so instead of making me look indecent when the door is wide open.”

“T-That’s not it!” Anastasia shouted in denial.

She then pursed her lips and tight shut her eyes out of embarrassment. She subconsciously began to sway her body back and forth while inwardly cursing herself, ‘Why did I have to throw that blanket so enthusiastically? Now he thinks I did that on purpose!’

The friction from the blanket earlier had caused Anastasia’s hair to be static, and quite a few strands of her hair stood up as if they wanted to escape from Anastasia’s head.

Caspian was enjoying seeing her static hair move when she was restlessly swaying her body. He puffed his cheeks and pressed his lips together to prevent himself from laughing at his wife.

But that only made it worse for him. He ended up laughing out loud, prompting Anastasia to turn her head towards him.

“Why are you la- haaaaaa... Cover yourself up, will you?” Anastasia jumped out of the bed and ran.

She wanted to lock herself up in her bedchamber so that she wouldn’t embarrass herself anymore. She also didn’t have the intention to learn about the male anatomy today.

However, in her hastiness, she forgot that the robe that she was wearing was too long for her. And she ended up stepping on the robe and tripping down head first.

Thankfully, Caspian managed to grab the collar of the robe and prevented his wife from hitting her head on the floor.

“Are you okay?”

Caspian swiftly picked Anastasia in his arms. He had a few frown lines on his porcelain face when he scanned his eyes all over his wife’s body.

It took a few seconds for Anastasia to know what happened in those few seconds. And when she realized that she was in Caspian’s arms somehow, her heart started to hammer in her chest.

As if it wasn’t already embarrassing for her, her husband’s sculpted chest was right up her face. And she didn’t know where to look. Or rather, she was having a hard time trying not to look at her husband’s chest.

“Your knees look red,” Caspian announced himself.

He took her back to his bed and made her lay down.

And he scolded her, but in a gentle voice, “Why did you have to sprint like that? I was just teasing you a little.”

Caspian swiftly pulled the blanket from the bed and wrapped it around his waist. He didn’t want to make his wife run again.

He then pushed his wife’s robe to reveal her knees and gently pressed his cold palms over them. “I heard once that the cold prevents the bruises from turning blue.”

He glanced at his wife’s face only to see her gaze fixated on his chest.

Caspian chuckled at that sight, and he asked her, “And you don’t have to be so shy around me. You can stare at me to your heart’s content. I’m all yours, aren’t I?”

Anastasia was so lost in the beauty of her husband’s marvelous body that she didn’t hear a word he had said till now.

She suddenly jumped back to her senses and saw Caspian gazing at her.

She quickly looked away and asked, “Did you say something?”

Caspian chuckled again. He looked at his wife’s rosy cheeks and said in his low but deep voice, “Now you’re back to being shy. I wonder how long it will take for you to get completely comfortable around me.”

Anastasia didn’t answer because she was not in a state to. Her mind was busy scolding her for ogling her husband’s body. She pressed her palm on her cheeks and kept on staring at the window.

And Caspian wondered silently, ‘And I wonder how long it will take for you to madly fall in love with me. Because I am already at your mercy. I want you to fall deeper than me.’

Suddenly, Caspian’s sharp ears caught the sound of some vampires running in the direction of his private chambers.

“It must be the servants. Wait right here,” he said to Anastasia.

He locked the door to his bedchamber as he stepped outside to his antechamber.

He didn’t want his wife to feel more uncomfortable than she already was.

Unlike what Caspian had thought, Zenon and Vincent walked inside his antechamber.

Vincent couldn’t help but laugh at the condition of his friend. “What in the hell? Why are you wearing a blanket? Did the King suddenly get poor overnight?”

Vincent held his stomach and kept on laughing out loud.

Caspian rolled his eyes at Vincent and then looked at Zenon. He mockingly asked his advisor, “Do you finally have something to say?”

Zenon awkwardly cleared his throat and informed the King, “Your Majesty, we are ready to head towards the residence of Lord Bartholomew. Beth’s accomplice in poisoning the Queen is also ready.”

A subtle smirk danced on Caspian’s lips. He then asked Zenon, “Did you make it clear to that traitor what he is supposed to do there?”

Zenon gave a polite nod and answered, “Yes, Your Majesty. We’ve made sure that he will do as we’ve asked him. We’re going to take one bird down today.”