Be good, Wife.

Royal Palace, Austria

She saw him standing up there and with a invisible smirk. But she knew he was amused by her. As much as she looked at the depth of the standing figure, the more she got intrigued by him.

She could see the obsidian ocean, so deep, felt like death at a certain point as the darkness in those would make you feel empty. Hollow. As if there was no end of it.

She felt the same. As she kept staring at the figure standing upstairs, she didn't notice the solid dark built-up broad huge man was directly staring back at her lost eyes, just in front of her.

As she felt the cold yet warm tingles on her neck, she jerked away hiding her red cheeks. She scolded herself for being stupid to stare at him for so long.

"Don't just stand here. Let's go!"

She heard him say without a trace of discomfort that happened a while ago. She sighed internally. She knew nothing effected him.

He turned and started walking to the stairs as she followed in hurry composing herself.