Villains also get Second chance

Chapter 145: she was intoxicated

It's been two years, two years since Elizabeth died, but I was still there bound with her memories. Whenever I saw Marianne, I saw Elizabeth in her. Though they look entirely different.

Elizabeth had golden hair and blue eyes, her face was round and a bit chubby with dimples on her cheeks, making her look like a cute little girl. her eyes were big and bright, just like Killian, who was her split copy.

While Marianne, she had black curly hairs that look like a waterfall, her emerald eyes, were phoenix shaped eyes. Her sharp pointed nose, and her chiseled long face, and sharp features were just the opposite, yet the way she tried to behave cutesy even when it was clear that it was fake.

Her acts, her temper, always made me feel that she was trying to be sweet, and it only made me believe that she also had a reason to marry me. Like others she also wanted to use me.

The poison on our wedding day was a planned attack, and who would be most benefited with my death, except my wife, these thoughts had colluded my mind.

The betrayal and its wounds were not healed, I was lost in it. I always thought that I would never be able to trust and love again.

And here I was, in the arms of my wife when she wished to leave me, I was too late! As she said, an apology would not be able to suffice the pain she had suffered. I could only hope that she would stay happy with Damien.

"Would a few months suffice, the pain he would feel?" she asked, breaking my reverie, 'then don't go' i wanted to say, but wouldn't that be selfish.

"He would be in academy by then." i managed to say and she nodded, "you can go and meet him there anytime" i whispered, though i wanted to say, 'you can come to the palace anytime'

"He would still be hurt." she whispered, her lips moved on my chest.

"Wouldn't you and i" I stated, asked, hoped and anticipated that she would say yes, but she didn't reply, not a single word spoken more as we continued to flow with the melody.

"Mari" i called to know, i needed to know would she be hurt, even if it was a bit, would she feel sad when she would leave.

"You know, you have always taken the decisions not even caring once about others, you would never know how much i had been hurt, but now that you are free, i hope you live a better life with the one you love." she said and my brows furrowed.

With the one I love, was she talking about Killian! It did not seem to be the case.

"What are you talking about?" i asked but she just shook her head, 

"Mari"

"I am feeling tired." she said and i slowly created distance, she almost lost her balance when i left her waist.

"Mari, what happened to you?" I asked , stunned as I held her by the waist.

"I am just tired," she repeated as she closed her eyes.

"Lina, Kate" I shouted but there was no reply.

"Your highness, her highness, did not bring her maids or knights with her." said Clara and I furrowed my brow. What was she trying to do, and if she was so tired, why did she even come.

I hesitated for a second but then, I held her close and carried her in my arms.

"Mari, can you hear me?" I asked as I started moving.

"Hmm," she nudged her head on my chest, as if trying to find a comfortable place and then slowly adjusted it there.

I sighed, how could she be this tired, she was looking drained and drunk.

As I crossed the garden, my steps halted. Where shall i take her!

The north path would lead to her chamber and east would take us to my chamber, i knew i should take her to her chamber but i would not feel assured leaving her like this, but what if she accused me for taking the advantage of the situation

I cursed under my breath as I walked towards my chamber. I gently put her on my bed, and covered her with a blanket.

All the maids were stunned that they stood there like a statue.

"What are you waiting for, call the physician now." i yelled only then did they come to their senses and moved, 

"Yes, your highness" they apologised as they started moving.

I gently touched her hairs that were scattered over her face and tugged them behind her ears, she was looking so fragile, so vulnerable, I could not believe that she was the same Marianne who had the power to wound the enemy through her tongue and sword both.

In the past few days, she had proved that she was a strong person that did not need a weak person like me in her life.

Her brows furrowed and face contorted as if she was bearing a lot of pain.

"Killian, Cassius" she whispered in her unconscious state." 

I gently ran a hand in her hair and whispered a melody that my mother used to sing for me. Slowly her face started relaxing, that's the point when i released the breath, i did not know i was holding. 

"You are a strong girl, Marianne. You will be fine." i said more to myself than her as i continued running a hand in her hairs running a hand on her hairs.

"Your highness"

Soon the maid entered with the physician.

"She became unconscious while dancing with me," I informed and the man nodded.

He took her hand and read her pulse, his brows continued furrowing, as he checked her eyes and then tongue.

"Your highness, did her highness drink a lot?" His voice was grave, but I had no answer.

She drank two glasses of wine with me, but i didn't know before that, but i was sure she was drunk a bit when she came to meet me, so i nodded.

"Her body had a good amount of intoxication, and some herbs that are used to keep hormones in balance. I am afraid but i think her highness had taken a very strong medicine"