The Protagonists All Love Me

Chapter 12 Suppress

Hearing her name being called, Eira who looked at the small strawberry tornado rushing towards her raised her eyebrows and looked at head priest in confusion.

'Did she just call my name?, She'll fall at this rate.' Holding her arms out to her as she ran unsteadily in low heeled sandals, amidst tears.

Gripping her neck tightly she just managed to lift her up by her underarms, supporting her buttocks carefully only to slip as she stepped on the inner fabric of her dress.

Grabbing the back of her head holding her breath ready to fall, a large hand grabbed hold of her waist gently supporting her against his chest.

"Thank you." Whispering in relief, noticing the sticky and salty wetness against her cheek. "You can let go of me now."

Retracting the hand politely, grunting in response.

"Charlotte?" A masculine voice called warmly, to the girl who continued to cling to her body like a koala.
"What's wrong?"

Raising her swollen eyes to look over her shoulder, her reddened eyes looked at her brother pitifully.

"Grand Duke Frederick." The head priest greeted with a bow, whilst he curtly responded with a nod of his head.

'Shit.' Biting down on her lips fiercely as she rubbed her back trying to stop the little girl in her arms from crying.

Looking at the man resignedly not paying much attention, she didn't see how his eyes lit up with shock asking tiredly. "I'm sorry, but perhaps is this child yours?"

Not replying she looked at him, shaking her head wondering why he's not answering. "You're afraid of me, no wonder your face is so red."

Coughing awkwardly, he glanced at the priest who smiled at him knowingly.

"She's my sister." He said only to receive her scrutinising gaze as she looked from Charlotte to the duke.

Pulling out the handkerchief prepared meticulously by Joanne who even told her briefly about etiquettes and other things to look out for, she dabbed her eyes and asked her a little stern. "Why did you run like that?"

"To see sister Eira." She hiccuped making her eyes soften. "Are you angry at me?"

"Only because you could have fallen", brushing the hair that stuck to her face. "Anyway do you know me?"

"God told me that I'm here because of you" Looking at her fixedly able to see the reflection of her in her  bright eyes. "I should look after you well so you won't be so sad and lonely anymore."

Eira felt that she had been slapped, her mouth was dry and she couldn't say anything in response. Her cheeks a little red with embarrassment, secretly wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and die.

"What are you doing?" A murderous voice called out coldly.

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Curtsying carefully, she ignored the swept up emotions and suppressed them with a thin smile. Feeling his scolding gaze, the apathetic red haired man suddenly stepped in front of her.

His huge shadow blocking out the sunlight, finding the stone tiles particularly interesting than the emperor who was the person she should be trying to avoid the most.

"Stand up." Straightening her body out, not knowing where to look swallowing painfully.

"Look at me Lady Eira." Squirming inside her heart, she saw the sharp jawline and cat like slanted eyes a vivid green. "Have you been crying?"

"No." She responded squarely, not far from the man that could kill her in seconds.

Ignoring the rest as if they didn't exist, a beast stalking its prey. "What have you been doing out of bed?"

"I"

"You were unconscious for a week." Enunciating through gritted teeth. "Have you even eaten?"

Widening her eyes and pursuing her lips, not knowing how to reply.

She gasped when he pulled her wrist towards him, his head lowering into her neck staring warningly at the Grand Duke who watched their interaction with contempt.

"Where were you planning on going?"

"The temple."

"You doubt me." His Hot breath spraying down her neck, green eyes alight smelling the stench of another man on her.

"Yes." Her heart trembling because of his close proximity.

It was as if he was nuzzling her neck, feeling the vibrations of his sonorous voice against her skin she couldn't help but shiver.

"Meaning that if you are the saviour" His sensual voice too much for her when his upper canines grazed her jaw.

"You will be mine."