Chapter 432 - Return To Granada (2/2)

Berengar smiled and nodded as the two men departed from the war room and entered a more comfortable setting before long; Princess Yasmin was fetched from her quarters, where she was dressed in a skimpy outfit as she held a bottle of fortified wine in her hands.

She gracefully poured the substance into Berengar's and Hasan's chalices before climbing between them and wrapping her arms around the young Austrian King. Hasan's eyes instantly grew wide as he noticed this. He did not know when his sister and his guest had grown so close, but he was happy to see it.

This only meant that he was one step closer to achieving his goal of uniting their two houses in matrimony. Thus he began to play the part of his sister's wingman as he broached a question to the King from the East.

”Tell me, King Berengar, what do you think of my sister Yasmin? She is beautiful, is she not?”

Berengar smiled graciously as he took a sip of the wine from his chalice before nodding his head in agreement.

”Truly, her appearance is unrivaled in these lands, but her mature personality is what I find most attractive.”

Yasmin blushed as she heard this flattery; she did not know whether or not Berengar was exaggerating. However, it did not matter; a compliment from a handsome and powerful man was something that she would accept.  Upon seeing the reactions between his sister, and his guest, Hasan smiled before asking another question on his mind.

”Yasmin? What do you think of Berengar? Be honest; your Sultan commands it!”

A sultry expression appeared on the mature woman's face as she spoke on the matter.

”I think there is no man more handsome than he; in fact, I find his disfigurement quite appealing, it proves he has been battle-tested, and nothing is more attractive than a man who fights his own battles!”

Berengar nearly choked on his wine as he heard this; he had seldom heard such a compliment since he received the injury in mortal combat with his brother years ago; besides being comforted initially after his wound, his wives tended to avoid discussing it. Indeed in their minds, it was a blemish on his otherwise handsome appearance.

Thus he had a somewhat awkward expression on his face when he touched his eyepatch and the wounded eye beneath it. Upon seeing this, Hasan glared at his sister, clearly speaking about such a thing was considered rude. However, in the next moment, Yasmin leaned over and grabbed ahold of his hand before asking the question on her mind.

”May I see what lies beneath?”

Obviously, She was referencing the wounded eye, and as such, Berengar exhaled deeply before nodding his head. After doing so, he took off his eyepatch very slowly before revealing the scar he bore as a symbol of his foolishness.

One could make out the visibly shocked expression on Yasmin's luscious lips beneath her face veil as she gazed upon his battle scar, which had long since healed over the years. Berengar's blue iris was intact, aside from a thin verticle scar that cut through the center of it.

This scar connected the gap between the top and bottom of his eyelid, which also contained the same wound.  The Granadan princes slowly reached out to touch the scar before halting her hand; she had almost forgotten to ask for permission and thus raised her voice before doing so.

”May I?”

Berengar silently nodded his hand before the soft tanned hands of the mature Princess placed themselves upon his eyelids, a broad smile formed on her face as she did so; she had accidentally let out her inner thoughts on the disfigurement while she touched upon Berengar's wound.

”Such character, it is truly befitting of a warrior like yourself!”

Berengar was shocked when he heard this; the woman wasn't simply flattering him; she genuinely found his wound attractive. In the next moment, Yasmin lifted the veil from her face and pressed her lips against Berengar's as she shifted into his lap.

Hasan looked away awkwardly before coughing slightly; he intended to break the couple apart. After all, he knew where this was headed, and he had wanted to ensure their bond was a bit stronger before he allowed Berengar to bed his sister.

Yasmin narrowed her gaze upon her little brother upon hearing this interruption before standing up from Berengar's lap. She was displeased by Hasan's actions, he had pressured her so much into seducing Berengar, and now that she finally had him in her grasp, the fool had interrupted her. Seeing that the atmosphere was ruined, she quickly grabbed ahold of the bottle and thrust it into her brother's hands before rebuking him for his behavior.

”Pour your wine yourself!”

After saying this, she stormed off, leaving Berengar and Hasan alone, in awkward silence.

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