13

"Luna?"

I open my eyes to see Mother Margarine placing another gown on the chair next to me.

"What is that for?" I say groggily.

"The subordinates have requested you to join breakfast with them, most likely the Prince's doing actually" she replies.

"I doubt it was him that wanted me there" I mutter to myself.

"Hm?"

"Nothing, thank you for bringing me the gown" I say, getting up from the bed.

After she leaves, I put the gown on- a buttercup yellow dress that is tight on the waist, with a low cut neckline squeezing my boobs together so plumply. I'll have fun with this.

I walk towards the room where the breakfast is being held and walk in. All eyes go onto me and I smile and bow, revealing my very healthy cleavage.

"Good Morning Princess!" they all say, while Jace stays quiet. He looks annoyed, but I am quite happy. What about me bothers him that much?

"You look beautiful" Rina whispers while I take my seat next to her, but also next to Jace.

I smile at her and nod at everyone else, and the breakfast commences.

While everyone talks among themselves, I eat my food silently - this breakfast must have just been for them all to make sure it was not a lie and that I am very real to stay.

"Change this gown immediately" Jace whispers, his breath soft onto my ears.

"Why would I do that?" I replied back.

"You look too delicious to be walking around like that?"

"Is that all I am monster? A meal?"

"Not your blood, you."

I gulp, heat rushing in between my legs. How foolish of me. I eye him and blush at how handsome he looks, his jaw tense, his black hair falling in front of his eyes, his lips wet and luscious; I forgot the taste of them already and I want it again. I watch his veiny hands and bite my lip, how sexy those hands would look on me instead. No, in me.

"Watch yourself Princess," he whispers, breaking apart my core. "Look at me like that again and I won't be able to control myself."

I get up and everyone watches me in shock, except Jace, who just smirks there.

"I um, excuse me" I say, leaving the room before anyone says anything.

As I walk down the hallway, I cannot help but smile a little. I am stupid and delusional but right now it is fun.

"Luna!" I hear Jace say behind me and I turn around with my eyes to the ground.

"Yes?"

"You can't just leave like that Princess."

"No, I excused myself, it's different" I smirk.

"You think you can just run away that easily?" he whispers, closing the space in between us.

"Jace, someone might see us" I say, breathing heavily.

"You are my Queen after all" Jace replies, stroking the edge of my jaw playfully and I shudder. I cannot let this get to me, but my guard is slowly breaking down the more his eyes pierce into mine, so fucking handsome.

"Jace, what are you doing?"

"You're looking at me like that again, I told you I can't help myself."

"Let me go" I whisper, my eyes fixed onto his.

A group of people walk past us and Jace bows down, holding my hand, "Let me walk you back to your chambers, my love".

I roll my eyes and let go. How can he throw the word love around like that? It makes me sick - sickly jealous that I may never be that to him. But of course I have to get used to it, used to our fake courtship.