20 Our lips were supposed to pucker

"Norman, prepare for your first daughter's marriage. We will get married tomorrow. Also, I keep her here for a day, and I don't wish to hear anything wrong happening to her," Magnus stated. It was a kind of threat to all of them to treat Alora well for the hours she was in the Wilson's house.

"Won't tomorrow be too early, Your Highness?" Norman asked.

"I think the same," Alora stated. She wanted Venus's marriage to happen first.

"Then, shall we marry today?" Magnus arched his eyebrow.

Alora's lips quivered and she pursed them together after thinking of no right response.

"Tomorrow will be fine, Your Highness. However, I have a question. How can my daughter look into your eyes?" Norman agreed to their early marriage before asking a question, which disturbed him for a while.

"Because she is my bride," Magnus answered.

Norman felt that a big burden from his shoulder would get off once Alora was married to the prince. Moreover, it was a rare sight to witness a human's and a vampire's marriage. Definitely, people would see him with more respect.

"Then, we shall make the arrangements for tomorrow. May I know Your Highness where will the marriage happen?" Norman inquired in his humble tone.

"It will happen in the palace. I'll send shortly the details of it," Magnus said. "I'll send the wedding dress for Alora in a while. Old Grandma made sure not to say anything bad to Alora. You have a few more days to live, so live them with comfort. Do you understand?" He asked Madam Aubrey since she was the one, who affected Alora's mental health the most.

Madam Aubrey couldn't even lie about her good feelings toward Alora. She just nodded her head.

"Then, I shall take my leave." Magnus rose to his feet. Alora quickly stood up as well and peered into his eyes.

"Your Highness, I have something to talk with you in private," Alora requested.

"Then, let's go to your room," Magnus said.

"My room?" Alora stopped blinking for a moment.

"Take the prince to your room, Alora," Norman told his daughter.

"Yes, Father," Alora said and asked Magnus to follow her. As soon as they reached Alora's room, Magnus shut the door quickly, causing her to jolt at her place.

"What is it that you wanted to speak with me in private?" Magnus queried with an amusing smirk.

Alora locked her hands behind her back. "Your Highness, I suddenly recalled how you tried to give me signals. Why didn't Your Highness directly tell me you wish to marry me?" She asked.

"I thought you were brainy enough to catch," Magnus remarked, glancing around the room. "Your bed is small," he observed, rushing to it. "The mattress is fluffy," he added.

Alora turned and hurried to her bed. "Your Highness, don't sleep here," she urged, trying to pull him up. However, her efforts were in vain against Magnus's weight.

Magnus relished her attempt to lift him and a mischievous grin crossed his lips. He seized her arm, drawing her down to him, a playful air lingering between them.

Alora's nose almost brushed against his and her lips parted to breathe. She promptly pulled away from him and took a few steps away from him. By now, a tint of red had spread across her cheeks till her ears and she tightly clasped her fingers together.

"Why did His Highness d-do th-that?" Alora was totally flustered by his earlier act.

"What did I do? You were the one, who pulled me and then ended up falling over me. Our lips were supposed to pucker," Magnus said, lingering his eyes on her red, plump lips.

Alora's breath hitched to hear him and she stopped blinking for a few seconds. Magnus noticed every single expression formed on her face. She lowered her eyes and then, turned her back at him, not wanting him to look at her face.

Magnus smiled to see her cute reaction.

"Your Highness, will the King and the Queen allow a human to become your wife?" Alora asked for what she brought Magnus to her room.

"Don't worry about them," Magnus said and he straightened himself on the mattress. "I would not have asked your father and mother to give me your hand in marriage if I had any kind of doubts," he clarified to her.

"Any other questions?" Magnus inquired her.

"No. This was my most important question, Your Highness," Alora replied and pivoted on her sandals to peer at him. "I truly desire to marry, Your Highness. That way my family will be free of my responsibility. I thought to stay true to you," she explained to him.

"Alora, for three hundred years, I have been unmarried. You see, no woman could charm me, but you are special. We will definitely marry tomorrow," Magnus reassured her. His words provided a sense of relief to Alora and she smiled a little.

Magnus appeared before her and leaned close to her ear. "I shall leave now. Take rest. I'll send a wedding outfit for you shortly," he whispered and gradually moved back.

Patting her head, Magnus left her room. Alora smiled brightly and she began dancing in happiness. She lay on the mattress and took a deep breath in. "I will also have a husband and a big family," she murmured.

Outside, Magnus instructed everyone to prepare for tomorrow's marriage. He also told them the marriage would take place in the palace. Once he left, Rhea instructed the servants to start working for Alora's marriage.

"Venus, go to your room and change your dress," Rhea told her.

"I cannot believe Alora can look into Prince Magnus's eyes," Madam Aubrey said and gazed at Norman. "Do you think the royal vampire family will let Alora be their daughter-in-law? Prince Magnus was the only one, who didn't desire to marry for a long time. Alora fancied him. This fact is hard to digest," she raised her doubts.

"Mother, did you not see the affection the Prince carried for Alora? He was the one, who saved Alora and took her to the palace. I think Prince Magnus is Alora's destiny," Rhea opined. She was unable to hide her happiness and continued smiling.