chapter 69

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León's pov

*I was in my father's office when a maid rushed in. Me and my dad raised our heads to look at her*

King: Do you know what knocking is?

Maid: Your majesty, please forgive me but miss Ludmila is unconscious and-

L: I am coming right away

*I ran to the nursery where Ludmila was lying unconscious. Violetta and Lara were standing at the bed while the doctor was doing a check-up*

L: How is she?

*When they saw me in the door, Violetta and Lara left the room.*

Doc: She should wake up now. She fell and hit the table with her head.

*After the doctor turned around, Ludmila opened her eyes and looked at me*

L: Hey, how are you?

Lu: Uhm... fine... I guess. Where am I?

Doc: Your highness, I'd like to do some tests so if you could please-

L: Leave, I know, I will wait outside

*I walked out and sat on the couch next to Violetta*

V: Is she awake?

L: Yes, luckily. Where is Lara?

V: A maid came and wanted something so Lara went with her. Why aren't you with Ludmila? I thought that you want to make sure your future wife is okay

L: Ludmila isn't my wife. Where did you get that from?

V: Then go and find Lara, she is surely waiting for you

L: Oh, our Vilu is jealous again

V: I am not jealous. Those are clear facts.

*She spitted out as she kept looking down at her shoes. I took her hand, turned her head around and looked deeply in her eyes. I know she is jealous.*

L: I am worried, that doesn't mean that I want to marry her. How did it happen?

*She kept staring in my eyes, clearly nervous. Her hands are shaking but she is holding my hand tight*

V: She fell because of...

L: Who?

V: Gery. Ludmila whitened Gery's hair so Gery pushed her and... that's how it happened.

L: Oh.

V: At least you know why I call her tarantula

L: Thank you for telling me this, Vilu.

*She was looking at me with her chocolate brown eyes. Her lips formed in a smile and I really had to control myself because I would love to kiss her now. It's hard.*

V: You're thinking of the same as me, right? I want to do it so much. I can't help myself.

L: What are you thinking of?

*She didn't answer, just pecked my lips quickly and ran away. I'm giving her one or two days to tell me what she feels.*

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