Villains also get Second chance

Marianne pov contd..

Once he was done he did not put the gown back to its place.

'It is full of blood and dirt. It may cause infection." He explained before I could ask anything. So I just nodded.

"Marianne"

"Hmmm" 

"Your dress is completely torn," he said and only then did I notice that I had many small cuts in the dress all over my breast and stomach, even from below my legs up to my knees were exposed.

My hands instinctively moved to my breasts to hide my bra from poking and I was too embarrassed that everyone had seen me like this.

"Marianne, if you do not mind, can you wear my shirt? Since I did not have combat it is perfectly fine."

I looked at him with astonishment, if I would wear his shirt then what would he wear? Was he thinking of moving here bare chest now?

"You need it more than me, Marianne. There are all men, and the only woman is asleep. But you are still exposing a lot." He said as his eyes roamed on my body.

From his expressions it didn't look like he had any problem with that. If any, he was feasting on the visuals he could see.

His eyes were still on my legs and did not move. Perverted man! Could he not see the situation? But then I started feeling the sudden heat too, my face started burning as he started caressing me with his eyes.

I coughed and he finally looked at me. 

"I request," he added and I nodded.

He smiled and started opening his threads of the shirt. I didn't want to see, yet my eyes betrayed me.

Traitor!

I looked at his taut muscles. His well defined pectorals were living as if sculpted, and his broad shoulders were looking strong and hard. His skin was just a bit tan from the practice he did, yet it gave him a more muscular look.

He was sitting there like a piece of majestic art.

"Marianne, here" only when he spoke did I come out of my senses.

I took the shirt and wore it above my gown. His shirt reached up to my thighs, and hid all the important parts at least.

"Come, let's rest for a while, we did not know what else is written in the journey for us." He said as he held my hand.

He laid down on the ground as if it was the most comfortable bed. Who would believe that the man had spent all his life in luxury? I remembered the day of my underground prison while I laid there on the stony ground.

But before my head could hit the ground and I wince in pain further, I felt a soft yet hard thing and I didn't need to see that it was his hand. I looked at him and he moved.

"For now, I can only offer myself at your service. Come..." He said as he put another hand on my waist and slowly moved me towards him.

The line was so flimsy and not at all up to his standards yet it felt so warm when he tried to hold me as if I was very precious to him.

My head was on his hand and we both were looking into each other's eyes.

"Does it hurt a lot?" He asked as he looked at my hand and I nodded. There was no way that I would shake my head, it was definitely the worst injury I had in this life.

He slowly started caressing my hair, and then patting it as if i was a kid he was trying to coax and ensure that he was fine.

"I apologise, I am not able to protect you as I promised. My vows of marriage had been broken here," he said and my eyes that were soft hardened again.

"Why! Did you forget that you have not kissed me to completed the vows and since they were not taken at the first place, how could they be broken?'' I said in a cold voice.

That memory still stung me as that was the start of my demise. If I would not have gained a second chance would I have improved, no! And did he fulfill his promises in the first life? No!

"Marianne. I forgot to tell you one thing." He said in a very serious tone and I looked at him back, though my eyes were still filled with anger.

"That day, when we toasted the glass of wine.." oh so he wanted to claim that! And here I thought that he wanted to apologise!

"I know I did that by mistake. I was not experienced enough and I was nervous. I apologise for that, your highness." I replied formally as I tried to move away from his arms.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened. His face was looking as if he had got the biggest shock of his life. That made my anger bubble up too. 

Did he need to exaggerate such a tiny mistake as if I had burned the whole palace!

"So you knew it all along? And it was your mistake?" he asked and I nodded.

"It was done incidentally. It was not like I wanted to ruin the moment. But it had been a year. I thought the matter have died down a long ago.'' I replied in my defense and he sat up and looked at me with complicated directions.

"Marianne. I have started to trust you. Tell me that you are lying and you have not done that.." I frowned at his behavior but the next moment he cupped my cheeks and looked straight into my eyes.

It felt like he was on the verge of getting crazy and I was sitting there bewildered, "Say Marianne, that you have not done it. You have not done that with my glass of wine." He finally said it and all I heard was thunder in my ears.