SPELLBOUND

In the vampire's capital.

Evie opened her eyes and found her husband lying down next to her. She lifted her gaze towards the window and saw that the sun was about to rise. It was almost about time.

Looking at him again, Evie smiled and snuggled closer to him, burrowing into his warmth. Yesterday until last night, the two of them actually barely had any time together. Even though Gavriel actually went to the extent of forbidding anyone from disturbing them, major troubles somehow came knocking at their door and he could only leave her to deal with it. After all, those matters were at the levels of national security.

Evie almost laughed out loud because it was very nearly the same as when they were in Dacria. These things somehow kept happening to them, being interrupted every time when they were about to become intimate. Gavriel had cursed before storming off and said that they somehow must have been jinxed. Evie only chuckled privately to herself as she looked at her resentful husband that was behaving so adorably as he marched off to his duties.

And now, morning had come so fast, and it was already time for them to part. She knew he needed to go and stop the rebellion now and finally take the crown for himself. So, despite her reluctance to let go of him, she knew she must. She had asked him if he wanted her to lend him a hand, but Gavriel had steadfastly declined her offer. He said that he would deal with this civil war quickly on his own and then he would rush over to Crescia to visit her. He even reminded her that she had her own empire that needed her attention the most right now. And she knew that he was right, despite the fact that she was feeling a little aggrieved at having their time together being cut short so much. As much as Gavriel had said that he would hurry and settle the civil war, Evie knew that it would not be that soon. A matter relating to the whole kingdom of vampires is at stake, so there would be no way it can be settled in just a few days. She sighed as she resigned herself to accept that she would again be spending days sleeping alone before she can once again enjoy her husband's warmth.

Quietly, Evie absorbed his warmth greedily. She really was loath to part with him. She wanted him to stay next to her. But… they have their own lands to rule now and their own people they need to be responsible for. She must rule the Middle Land and he must rule the Northern Empire.

Suddenly, Evie could not help but feel sad at the thought that from now on, they would not be able to live together anymore in one home. When everything settles down, are they going to keep visiting each other on a rotation basis? Parting again from time to time just to return to their own land to see to official matters?

Evie subconsciously gripped Gavriel's clothes as she buried her face against his warm and strong body. She did not want it to turn out this way. This situation was abysmal. She wanted them to live together, forever. What she wanted was for them to remain and live under one roof. What would the consequences be if they keep being constantly separated? She had no confidence of handling the negative outcomes from this situation.

"Are you alright? Love?" Gavriel's hoarse voice echoed from above her and she jerked her head up to look at him. His eyes were still slightly clouded over with the remnants of sleep as he lowered his lips and gave her a peck on the forehead as a greeting.

"When did you wake up?" she asked, feeling a tingly sensation in the central vicinity of her chest as though a feather was tickling her. Gavriel's little loving actions always never fail to touch her heart, leaving deep and lasting impressions on her.

"When you started grabbing my shirt and bunching them up in your tiny fists." He teased her languidly before a sudden gleam of naughtiness flashed in his eyes. "I wished you were grabbing something else though… of course, without bunching that up…" He then smirked at her.

Blinking owlishly at the sight of his tongue licking across his lower lip, Evie finally realized that something hot was prodding into her. "Oh…!" she raised a brow at him. "Are you sure you want me to grab it now, my dear husband? I believe once I grab it, a commotion will somehow arise to stop us again, just as things are about to get good." She grinned at him and Gavriel groaned low and dark. He had forgotten about this jinx that they somehow have on this. That was why he had muttered and grumbled all the way to the earlier meeting. How could he have forgotten about this so quickly?

Evie chuckled at the frustration that was clearly displayed on his face. She could see that he truly thought the same as well and he could do nothing but groan helplessly. Last night, he had to leave just after he had made her come with his skilful fingers and was about to enter her. He was so frustrated that Evie truly felt so very bad for him. He was so aroused and close to bursting, but he had to push all of it back down to see to official state matters.

Now that she thought about it, it had already happened thrice now that he could even have his release before being interrupted. The first one was when she had passed out the previous night.

Feeling really bad for him now, Evie quickly got up before disappearing under the blanket.

Gavriel's eyes widened comically as he truly did not expect Evie to react this way. He had thought she was going to rise now. But she did not and instead, he felt her pull his trousers down and freed his hardened member beneath the blankets.