#Chapter61
ISABELLE’S POV
/"Why do you call me dove?/" I ask the king curiously and put my hands on his chest.
He smiles upon hearing my question. /"Why do you want to know?/" he asks with a playful smile. I think for a second.
/"Because I am curious and.../". I say but stop. This question just appeared in my mind and I never thought about it much.
/"And?/" The king asks in a probing manner. He pushes my hair behind my ear with his finger.
/"And nothing more. I am just curious. Now tell me why do you call me dove?/" I ask the king again. The king instead of answering me kisses my neck and bites it there. He then licks the area. I feel my legs becoming weaker. He then looks into my eyes lovingly.