695 Second Trial 13 (1/2)

Luna didn't know what compelled her to do so, but she couldn't help but raise her head and plant her soft lips onto Dyon's.

One had to say that there were too many flaws with the previous King. He loved Luna, yes, but he lacked decisiveness. He treated her like a doll, as though she was truly an object only meant to be placed on a pedestal and ogled. Truthfully, he rarely even touched her. The guilt he felt over Amphorae ended up placing both women in a place where they felt nothing but endless pain.

Many thought that Dyon hadn't birthed a child yet because his and Luna's talent was too high… But the truth was that Luna was still a virgin.

As soon as Luna graced Dyon with her lips, that thought immediately flooded his mind. This was the first time he felt true disdain for this King he had taken the body of.

It wasn't that Dyon was looking down on him for lack of ”manliness”. It was more so that he hadn't taken responsibility for anything. He hurt so many for the sake of one woman, yet even that one woman wasn't happy.

From Dyon's neck, an aurora flame stone hung. In that moment, the golden flames raged, immediately turning Luna's fair skin a fierce red.

Her breathing became ragged as Dyon hands trailed along her body. It was clear to Luna that something had changed within her husband, she had never felt this way before. Even kissing used to be a rare thing between them.

In the end, Luna could hardly handle the new wave of stimulation. Her frail body collapsed in Dyon's arms.

After a few moments, Dyon silently picked her up, bringing her inside to escape from the cold night and laying her down to rest. Luna had a light smile on her face as though she had just enjoyed her very first true date with the man she loved.

Dyon watched her sleep for a long while before he stood, leaving through the balcony. His wings erupted from his back, sending fierce gales spiraling around him before he left through the air, disappearing over the mountain range.

Moments after Dyon, Luna's long eyelashes fluttered open, revealing her beautiful violet eyes. Her shy and reserved nature seemed to disappear, replaced by an emotionless abyss. Her once sparkling eyes became dark holes wanting to suck anything that made eye contact in.

She slowly stood from the bed, walking to their large bath room before slipping her white gown off.

She silently stared at the steaming water, her petite body reflecting in the shining tiles below her feet. One had to say that it seemed as though she was sculpted of diamonds and perfectly refined to the finest of details. Even her supposed petite figure had hidden her curves well beneath her gown, enough to entice the blood flow of any man.

Luna reached her small hand to the treasure between her legs, her lips slightly trembling when she felt its moist folds. Never had she expected that a man would truly be capable of making her feel such a way… To her… Her feelings and emotions had been dead for a long time now…