5 The Kiss of Death

The kiss was abrupt and so sudden that Isabelle wasn't allowed to react in time. She had thought at first that he was going to kill her or something worse, but why had he kissed her? Was this something to do with sealing their marriage with a kiss as those that have married at the temple?

Isabelle who had been kissed till she was breathless was still clueless as to what was the reason behind this kiss. That is until she felt the void inside her suddenly move, and threatened to come out in defense of its master.

Isabelle's eyes widened at that. She pushed him away, but the man kissing her did not even budge at her measly strength.

No, this isn't right. Something was telling her that the man was doing something deadly to her that had the void inside her reacted to it in defense, trying to claw at it and drive it away. But what exactly was he doing to her?

The skin under her hand turned warmer. The heat coming off from his skin felt like a wall of burning flames, trying to swallow her whole. Isabelle panicked a little and her hand produced tiny purple lights to reduce the heat.

Her magic was pouring out of her. So faint that it was almost invisible.

"Ha..."

After a few more pulls, Isabelle finally pushed him away. She intended to push him further away, but it seems that he was much stronger than she thought and only pushed him enough for their lips to separate.

"What did you do?"

"What are you?"

The two simultaneously asked each other. Surprise and disbelief was written all over their faces.

Isabelle ignored his question and continued to ask him again. "What are you trying to do?"

Hawke frowned and instead of answering her question, he said, "Why didn't you die?"

Was she supposed to die from a kiss? Isabelle couldn't understand. It was just a kiss. So, how the hell would she die from it?

"All the women I've kissed before died even from the lightest touch of our lips." The look in Hawke's eyes weren't erased as he stared at her as though she was a being he couldn't understand.

Isabelle wanted to roll her eyes at him. Was he bragging about his experience in kissing women in front of her? His new wife?

Suddenly, Isabelle paused.

She glanced at him.

"Wait... they died after you kissed them?" Isabelle saw him nod his head so she asked, "Why?"

"Because I am cursed." The man supplied her with the answer.

Isabelle blinked. "What do you mean by cursed?"

Isabelle knew of spells that could curse someone to look like a toad, make them limp for the rest of their lives, and make them impotent. However, she had never heard of a curse that could make a kiss so deadly.

Hawke stepped away, seemingly tired as well as he looked away from her straightforward gaze. Her gaze was too clear and clean of any intentions or fear. It was his first time to be looked at like that by someone other than his younger brother and his Blood Shadow knights.

All these years, Hawke was used to the fearful eyes filled with terror. Most of the people who met or saw him from afar, they would look at him in undeniable fear. When he was young, Hawke didn't understand why people were afraid of him and tried to avoid him. Even his own mother locked him up in his bedroom and never let him out.

With this new bride of his who didn't die after a kiss from him, Hawke didn't know how to handle her or what he should do to her. This was something he didn't expect.

He looked up and down at her, trying to figure out what was so different from her. Aside from looking nothing different from his other dead brides, the indistinct scent of an omega was coming from her body.

Hawke walked to the door and opened it to see Lamar, the head butler, who had led Isabelle to his room earlier. Lamar almost jumped at the loud rattle from the door and looked behind him to see his young lord coming out of his room.

"Is something wrong, milord?" Thinking about something, he corrected his words, "Should I call a diener* to collect the body?"

"What?!"

From inside the room, a shocked voice that came from a female sounded.

Lamar and Hawke froze at the voice. Both looked at each other, seeing their disbelief from the expressions on their faces.

"She didn't die?" Lamar said.

Hawke nodded in confirmation.

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Author has something to say: I was planning to title this novel to Kiss of Death, but I changed my mind =3=

Our ML is misunderstood a lot by most because of his curse. Thankfully, Our girly is now in his side XD

Terms:

Diener - someone who collects and clean dead bodies.

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