Ayra waited for his answer silently. His track paused abruptly after her question. He spun around to look through her hazel eyes. Ayra regretted a little for asking too much. For the first time, she could see some emotions in his dark hooded eyes as if she had revived his bitter past once again.

Before she could offer a verbal apology, Cedric spoke pulling his lips into a smirk,

" If it was possible, there wouldn't have so many heartbroken love stories existed in this world, Princess. First of all, I would have given up my life to take back my mother."

Ayra replied feeling worried for Oscar's one sided thoughts,

" But your father..he.. said.."

Cedric cut off letting out a laugh,

" Don't believe on his words! Someone is trying to manipulate him against me, that's it."

Ayra murmured shooting a look at the room where they left Oscar,

" What about him? You haven't interrogated him much about the person who has promised to him."

Cedric scoffed arrogantly. Smirking at his thoughtful wife, he explained patiently,

" What do you think, Princess? Why haven't I asked him more?"

Ayra blinked her eyes twice. Thinking deeply about his character, she suttured out hesitantly,

" Aah...You want that person to come in front light through your father?"

Cedric's lips curled up into a satisfied smile. Grinning at her proudly, he praised admiring her abilities of knowing him well,

" You make me hella proud today, Princess. You caught me, right. Since the person has been successfully manipulated my father to believe that my mother can come back, he must have convinced my father to not mention his name undoubtedly. So I am just waiting for his arrival like a patient wolf."

Ayra hummed amusingly on her own thoughts. She didn't expect that her judgement towards Cedric would be so accurate. Perhaps she had learnt to know more about him so fast.

Ayra spoke again, thinking about the old man who was a begger of love,

" What will we do with your father?"

Cedric shurgged his shoulders off. He wasn't concerned about Oscar since the man dissapared on his own and never paid attention on his other children. His existence in their lives didn't matter too much.

He spoke trying to lessen her worry for his father,

" If he needs me, he will come again to find me, Princess. Just leave him over there."

Ayra parted her lips to say something but her voice was cut off as Cedric began to push and probe her towards the blacony. At the same time, he voiced with a sort of excitement,

" Let me show you something, Princess. We should celebrate this moment."

Ayra frowned wondering what celebration that they gotten all of sudden,

" Celebrate what?"

Cedric didn't pause and replied snapping his head back to grin at her mysteriously,

" Celebrate the third day of our marriage."

Ayra was speechless!

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*** DIXON PALACE, BASARISK ***

Siemus was recovering very slowly. Healing powers were needed urgently and she believed that Alexander would make his appearance soon. She knew that how these siblings cared about her which warmed her heart. Actually it wasn't their credit totally. Athena and Esme taught their children well and gave them the best education that a mother could ever give.

Siemus took a notice of her door. As it was closed from outside, she didn't feel it necessary to call a maid to change her clothes. Pulling out her legs out of blanket, she stepped down from her bed.

Tiptoeing towards the dresser, she yanked her gown from back lazily. Midway, she heard a sound of meow from nowhere. Her action froze after recognizing the tone. She was in middle of undressing. Her back was bare even the upper body of her had nothing but a thin lacy bra. Head stuck between the long velvet gown, she panicked anxiously.

On the other side, Frenchies had come to seek help from her after reconsidering everything. Since his Lord had given his words, there was no way that he would regain his human form without Siemus's assistance. Now he had gotten a tiny form, he thought of trespassing inside her room without using the door.

But unexpectedly he saw something which he shouldn't have seen at all!

With his black eyes widening, he had seen her topless chest through the mirror. Even his cat's heart jumped off almost brusting outside in ecasty. His heart took a flip before he hurriedly turned around and let out a curse which was audible to Siemus,

" Fuck! Couldn't you just.. change into bathroom?"

Siemus came out of her daze state. Yanking back her gown to her body, she barked turning around to stare at the black cat speechlessly,

" Fuck you, Frenchies! Why the hell are you wandering around in your pussy cat state? Nevertheless, you have dared to step inside my room through window. How the fuck? Get out! Get out now! "

She spoke almost yelling out from the top of her lungs. Her voice was so loud that the maid who was in charge of taking care of her health rushed inside hastily.

The maid panicked and spoke after bowing at her little,

" Lady Siemus! What happened? Do you want something?"

The maid spoke after shooting a strange glance at Frenchies who was on the floor. Everyone in the palace knew that he could transfer into cat. Thus the maid recognized him in a glance. The maid couldn't help but murmuring confusingly,

" Why did Master Frenchies turn into cat again?"

Frenchies whose voice couldn't be heard by the maid replied with a scoff after hearing her words,

" To watch a strip dance! Wanna join?"

Siemus who could hear both of them shot Frenchies a death glare. She couldn't believe that he was blaming her for changing inside her own room. Siemus waved at the maid urgingly,

" It's fine! Nothing happened! I was just freaked out after finding him all of sudden. You may go, Tiara."

Tiara nodded slightly and left the two not before wandering why did Frenchies appear so late at night inside Siemus's room.

Siemus returned her scornful glare at Frenchies who was finding a way to reveal the matter. She continues barking through her gritted teeth,

" Will you speak? Why did you come here? Don't you know that you should knock on girl's door before entering? "

Frenchies swallowed trying to shook off the image of her bare chest from his imagination. He couldn't deny that the woman had an attractive body with fine shape of bossoms. It would be very much enjoyable to caress those curves.

Wait! What the hell was he thinking?

Frenchies howled inside his heart pathetically. He couldn't fall for someone who was so much older than him. Holly shit!

Siemus snapped her fingers together in an attempt of snatching back his attention,

" Hello!! I am not being so idle to waste my time on you, pussy cat. Speak! "

Siemus asked before going back to sit on the bed frustratingly. She only wanted to smack him hard whenever she recalled that he saw her half-naked.

Frenchies softened his tone unexpectedly. Wailing his long purred tail, he requested softly,

" Oldie..I..I actually need a favor from you..I mean..His highness will only return my human form if you ask him to do that. Please, tell him when he comes back. Okay?"

Siemus was baffled out for a while. How was she related to the change of his shape?

Anyways, she couldn't let go of this rare opportunity. Tapping on her thighs thoughtfully, she pretended to fall in deep thoughts as Frenchies watched her in worry.

This woman.. wouldn't let him go so easily..!

Siemus smiled like an old fox and agreed mysteriously,

" I can help you but..I have condition! "

There she goes!

Frenchies thought and asked through his gnashed teeth,

" What is that?"

Siemus grinned enjoying the sight of his helplessness,

" You will stop calling me, Oldie but I will definitely continue calling you ' pussycat'. Agree?"

Frenchies became more agitated but he had no other choices. Controlling his anger, he asked again,

" Then what will I call you? Your Highness?"

Siemus pondered for a while. Pushing back her dark curls, she replied with pride,

" Nope! You will start calling me 'Aunty' like Princess."

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