The wife of a Supreme-Commandent(Nurarihyon X Oc)

Chapter 3

I woke in an unfamiliar room, and the first thing that attacked my senses was panic. Just as I was shooting up to escape, I felt the soft silk sheets of the bed brush against my skin. I noticed the thin, fancy curtains around the marble posts. Her gaze ran around the room, each momentarily stopping at the expensive looking furniture.

The wallpaper was golden and rich, and the large writing desk was burgundy and made of cherry wood. It had a golden triple candle holder, with white candles on them. There was the modern stationary, and otherwise, it looked relatively clean. The door to her left slid open, as the familiar man she saw earlier walked in.

His hair was long, and he looked as beautiful as a woman, but in a very masculine way.

"A-ah, Your Highness. "She stood up and managed to bow a bit. "No, please rest. I'm sure it's hard.. "

I hesitantly sat back down, as he came sat beside me. He smiled at me gently, that once again, charming smile. The warm smile. His strong scent of lilacs attacked my nose, as his face came even closer. As much as men are manipulative and disgusting, he strangely wasn't. His deep voice was soothing, he was as beautiful as a sole swan left to swim in a diamond lake. His golden eyes were deep pools of beauty to get lost in, with his porcelain like skin, and sharp, perfect features as if he was carved out of marble.

His hands slowly caressed my cheek, but I remembered him. I had such a beautiful man in front of me, and one other comes into my mind. Until he broke into my home, I didn't have any men in my life, and now I have two.. His gentle voice broke my trance.

"Are you alright? Do you feel okay? "

"Y-yes, thank you.. "I quickly replied, looking away. "Good. "He nodded, finally, receding from my face. I cleared my throat, feeling a slight bit awkward. "I-I'm sorry, you wanted to see me..? "

"Yes, about your accident a few years back. "I could feel my face draining of colour, however I managed a small nod.

"... Of course.. "

I forced a small smile.

"I'm sorry, but it must come to light. The previous emperor of the time is still alive, and he is still rather wealthy. However we don't have any way to prove that he was guilty of any of his crimes back then, as there was no survivors. Or so we thought. "He gestured towards me. I flinched a slight bit, a bit jumpy from the topic.

"S-so.. He's still alive..? "I looked up at him, daring to match gazes.

"Unfortunately, yes. "He replied softly.

"Th-thank you, for your dear hospitality, your Highness, but I must get going. "I smiled slightly, or at least as much as a polite smile would be.

"Please, visit often. "He told me.

"I'll try. "I quickly answered, walking out of his room to find my servant girls, also known as the only friends I could ever talk to.

Once finding them, I slowly made my way through the golden palace, as a small smile managed to adorn itself onto my face with the warm summer breeze sifting through my long white hair, lifting the thin, frail locks. I suddenly began to feel a gaze upon me, though it was a different sort of look than the Emperor's, or even the past emperor. Such a familiar gaze, yet I just couldn't place my finger.

"Miss, are you alright? "One asked from behind me, her voice faint against my lost train of thought.

"Yeah.. Yeah. Let's go home, you two must be exhausted. "I gave them a warm, caring smile, as they smiled back, though theirs were a happy and thankful smiles, ones that warm your heart. We made our way back to my mansion, and I was happy to see the place spotlessly clean. As tired as I was, I couldn't let myself read all day long. I changed into much lighter clothes, and grabbed a bamboo stick shaped into a sword. My arms were heavy and my ankles were aching. My legs were wailing and my head was pounding. However I couldn't give up on daily training. I polished techniques and learned new ones, continuing to polish and perfect until it managed to reach my satisfaction for at least a few days. 

Completely exhausted, I flopped onto my futon, huffing for hungry breaths as the oxygen in the air filled my lungs and emptied. Pulling my heavy body up, I changed myself and let the maids around me have a couple hours off while I picked up a book. The emperor's face, the new emperor, swam in front of me. His golden eyes piercing my soul. I felt exhaust wash over me, closing my eyelids over the world and ensuring sleep. 

When I woke, the skies were dark and the air was cool. Stars and the moon twinkled in the sky, smiling down the soft, pale light. "Has it already been this long..? "I breathed, a smile covering my face. "It's night.. "I picked up the book from my lap, putting it back in my stack. Opening my back door, I walked out. "Hey. "I jumped. It was the guy from before, with his smirk and long hair. But oddly, where have I seen his golden eyes before..? 

He plopped down beside me, as I eyed him in suspicion. "I won't try anything. Relax, princess. "He told me, leaning back on his hands. But my body tensed with every movement he made, as my anger against men boiled in my chest. But he hasn't tried anything.. No, I'm growing soft. The smirk remained on his lips as his gaze was fixated on the sky. I kept my eyes down, unable to study his perfectly sharp features any further. Some sort of uneasiness swirled in me. Was I nervous? My heart picked up speed- no, I couldn't be. The sweat that made my hands cold and clammy. Before I knew it, his body was pressed onto mine, my wrists pinned to the top of my head. But nothing loosened at the waist. His soft gaze bore into my dark eyes, as my heart began beating faster. It pounded in my ears, his soft smirk burned into my mind. After a couple moments, he let go of me, leaving a gentle kiss on my forehead. "I'll be back tomorrow. "He waved, disappearing. It was an odd feeling, one I haven't felt before. The warmth in my chest, the fuzziness, the mellowness. The dim light shining against my eyes.

What is this feeling? I want to know.

What is it?