MATED TO THE VAMPIRE KING SON Chapter 83

Christie's Pov

His body physique, a familiar one I had seen constantly, hit mine. The trolley made a noise but I was quick to put it in order. His smell already left a lingering whiff on my dress. 

"Elijah…" his name escaped my lips in the form of an inaudible whisper. His eyes met mine like they always did whenever he was about to bid farewell from the castle. "I didn't know you were around. I…I was with the Queen, she…"

"Have you seen my mother around?" His deep candy voice cut into my brain. He barely said a lot of words to me. His few words were 'Have this, Bye-bye, Good night, Thank you'. But he had progressed to saying six words to me!

"No…she. The Palace had been extremely busy today. She would be arriving late,  she went with the other elder maids for palace shopping."

"I was wondering why the castle seemed so crowded and busy…" he muttered under his breath. 

I was parched and he continued a conversation with me. 

"Yes, coronation is near. All the family of the Queen including the nobles are staying over." His eyes fixed on mine for a long time and I could swear he glanced at my lips while I spoke.

"I should stay then." His lips curved into a small smile. "Mother always makes me the best meal when I come over and that is why I never stop coming." He looked over at my trolley. "Perhaps…"

"Yes," I said too quickly, understanding all he wanted to say. "I just finished making the queen's meal. I could spare some for you." I loved the conversation I was having with Elijah, it made my heart race. How could I tell him I had a big crush on him? 

"I do not mean that…"

"No, I insist. Just take this as my repayment for all the gifts you've showered on me."

He nodded agreeing and I took the trolley, ushering him into the kitchen with me. Luckily, there were no maids. I had a long talk with the queen, I was certain time was fast spent and this was our nap time, which was perfect for my privacy with Elijah.

I heat the leftovers immediately, serving him a plate. He sat at the counter and I couldn't help but stare at his hands and tattoos. His sleeve was rolled up to his biceps as he took the spoon and ate.

"You should cook often," he said with his mouthful. "This tastes nice"

I blushed again, cursing myself for making this too obvious. Did he know I liked him? All these while he gave me gifts, what were his intentions? Why did he speak to me today? Was this just a situation that could never happen again?

If it was, then I needed to live in the moment. 

"You flatter me, Elijah. Erhm, Knight Elijah" I added his title, hoping he didn't find me rude and offensive. 

"You know my name?" His hands stretched out to me and I was wondering if I should hold it.

"Everyone knows your name here, you're Lady Agatha's son.

"I know your name too" his hands were still stretched out, and his eyes squinted when he didn't see me take it. I moved forward to him trying to place my hand in his and when I did, I bowed in respect. "Christie," he said, and my heart skipped.

What was this feeling that was rumbling inside me? It wasn't just because he called my name. It was his voice, a voice sounding like a familiar sensual voice that registered in my head and dreams for a long time.

The tone of the man who dis-virgin me at the blood club and kept coming back for me. The man who never said a word and the only thing I recognized were his moans.

I snapped out of my stupid thoughts. How could I compare Elijah to that person? He was someone new, I shouldn't attach him to my past.

"I didn't know you… could know my name"

"Why? I gift you all the time. Do you think there is no reason for that?" He continued eating. My brows arched.

"Reason?" I asked. I thought he was just being nice or pitying me at least.

He was still holding my hand and his thumb rubbed them gently. I was feeling moist all over my body. How come we were this close, this seemed unbelievable. 

"We should do this again. " he said "You make me food and we talk"

"I would love to, but there wouldn't be any private moment for us like this. Lady Agatha would kill me if she sees me with you."

He looked at my eyes for a long time. "Beautiful eyes, Christie" he mumbled like it escaped his mouth. He jumped from the counter after finishing the food. "I'll see to it that we have this private moment again."

"Thank you, Knight Elijah" I looked down at his feet.

He raised my jaw upward with his fingers, causing my face to meet his. His other hand was on my shoulders as he pulled me towards him. I froze looking at him, but my inside was trembling at this closeness.

His eyes met my lips again, this time staring at it for a very long time. He leaned forward and I didn't know why my eyes closed. "Your heart is racing," he said and I opened my eyes. He was very close to my lips this time. Of course, my heart is racing. It was him, Elijah.

He suddenly pulled back from me and my heart broke. "I look forward to seeing you next time, Christie," he said, moving out without looking back. 

My trembling hands plastered on my face, feeling the build-up sweat. Was that a tease? Did he really want to kiss me? Does he know I was crushing that hard on him?

I flushed as I sat on the kitchen floor. I wanted this moment to last forever. I wanted my own love story, I wanted Elijah, so badly.