Heir of Mana:Beast made king

Chapter 74: Since when am I your wife?

Leaving the emberfangs behind, Azreal and Olivia ascended to the upper floors of the Silver Moon Inn before they reached the wooden door leading to their room.Even though the door was made out of wood, that by no means meant it was thin or fragile, as, unlike what you would usually find in other inns, the Silver Moon Inn took pride in everything they had.

And they also had the resources to do so.

So the door to their room was made of a thick piece of black dustwood, the most beautiful and durable wood one could find in the Nazar Empire.

Using the key they were given, Azrael unlocked the door, and they both entered the room before closing it behind them.

Staring at the room before them, they both came to the same conclusion: they could see why this place wasn’t cheap; it was truly worth the money.

The bed was located directly in the middle of the room; it was massive, way bigger than they needed, as it looked like it could hold five people instead of the two who were going to sleep on it.

Covering the mattress were deep red silk sheets that looked to be folded onto the bed by a professional maid; it also had four black pillows on top of it, lying with their backs to the headboard, which, like the rest of the frame, was made out of sleek black wood.

There was a big cabinet to the right of the bed, which they assumed was empty so that they could put any clothes they had in it.

And framing the room where the two windows are located at both sides of the bed, letting in the soft moonlight from the seven moons hanging in the night sky.

Giving the room an atmosphere that it didn’t really need, as it was already great, but the moonlight only added to it.

"Yeah, this was worth every single coin." As he said this, he set his body onto the bed, feeling as the soft mattress enveloped him and as the red silk sheets rubbed against his skin, enhancing his comfort.

As he lay his back on it, he let a long sigh escape his lips; he let all his worries leave him for a moment as he felt the comfort of this bed and the air in this room.

He hadn’t slept in a bed since he was thirteen years old and even then he only had access to one for five years before that.

So just lying on this bed was to him getting back a feeling that was stolen from him. But he still wasn’t satisfied, how could he be when he still had so much more he had to reclaim?

And so much more to take, but for now it was enough

Midway through that though he heard Amon’s voice, which sounded without emotion which was weird as whenever the demon spoke to or of him, his voice was filled with pride and a hint of reverence that was slowly starting to build.

"My Lord, I will leave you be for the night and take guard outside the room"

Even though he was acting weird Azreal said nothing and just chalked it up to him being tired of being inside of his shadow.

"Ok that’s fine, just don’t get caught"

As a piece of his shadow detached from the rest of it Azreal heard it say "My lord i can assure you that no one on this whole continent could find me even if they knew where to turn their ignorant heads"

Then the shadow started making its way out of the room without so much as another word to Azrael but as it passed by Olivia it seemed to have one more thing to say.

Something that Azreal couldn’t hear as the shadow stretched itself right onto Olivia’s ear before saying

"I wish you luck my lady" she didn’t reply just watching as the shadow finally made its way out of the room.

As soon as the demon was gone Azreal who was still busy relishing in the comfort of the bed heard Olivia’s voice since they had entered the room.

"So Az let me ask you a question" She pulled his attention immediately as he looked up from the bed to stare at her standing across the room painted in moonlight.

He said nothing but motioned for her to go ahead which caused her to give him a playful smile as she continued.

"Can you tell me when exactly I became your wife?"

The question crashed into him slowly and hard as he thought about it, he had called her his wife when he was dealing with that little brat and his babysitters.

He wasn’t really thinking back then so he just said what he felt but to be honest with himself if he was to go back he would do it again in a heartbeat.

So sat up on the bed before he looked her directly in her pink eyes, smiled, and asked "Are you not?"

As his question landed he saw her face which originally had a playful smile go stiff before she moved

fast

Pushing him onto his back on the bed with her straddling him, pinning him down onto the bed

Before she answered him "Do you want me to be" to which his response came almost immediately

"Of course I do"

To this answer, he could feel her body go rigid on top of him

Steering deep into his amber eyes which held deep crimson circles inside that looked to be slowly rotating, she asked him something else

"You do know what that means, right? Your enemies will become mine and mine will.... Become yours right"

He spoke again almost immediately after she finished "I wouldn’t have it any other way"

To this she let a small smile find its way onto her face before it completely disappeared. No, it wasn’t just the smile that disappeared but all emotion

All emotion on her face drained away like they were nothing but an illusion and that wasn’t all ether as the pink from her eyes slowly left too leaving behind eyes that held the color of all the blood she had spilled in her life and would spill in the future.

Her grip on his chest grew stronger as she spoke once more, looking him deep within his eyes as if she was searching for his very soul with her terrifying crimson gaze.

"But let me ask you this Azreal Tiamat Morningstar, will you betray me?, Do you plan to use me?, Will you abandon me once I have no use?, and finally will you become another filthy thing I have to eliminate, another person that will grow the hate in my heart, tell me, will you!"

Even though her face was without any emotion her voice was the complete opposite. It was filled with nothing but emotion, hate, anger, sadness, grief, and fear.

So instead of answering her he raised his upper body making her sit on his lap as he sat up.

He placed his hands on her face before bringing her closer, laying his lips on hers kissing her.

Even though she was shocked for a second, she couldn’t resist as she locked her hands behind his head returning the kiss with just as much need as he was giving her.

They stayed like this for about five minutes before Azreal pulled back from the kiss with Olivia chasing the feeling of his lips as their bodies separated.

Once he had seen that she had calmed down he pressed his forehead against hers before answering her question.

"Of course not Olivia, I would never make you hate me, I would never want you hating me, I could never take you hating me, your the first person who has truly brought any comfort to my life in the last five years, I love you with all my heart no even more than that, I love you with everything that I have with everything that I am"

Hearing this she opened her mouth to respond but she wasn’t finished

"Olivia, if you should kill hundreds, thousands, millions, then I will be painted in blood right beside you, you can never get rid of me my wife"

To that the only thing that she could muster from her throat was "I love you, my husband" as her brain overflowed with everything she wanted to say to him until it ultimately chose the simplest thing.

But he didn’t seem to care as he just smiled as he took hold of her face once more kissing her one more time, no it most definitely wouldn’t be the last time he kissed her tonight

And that wasn’t all as they would do much more than simply kiss tonight

Tonight they would officially become husband and wife, embracing each other through everything the world had to throw at them