Vidar's Heart by Qua Hudson

Author:Qua Hudson [Hudson, Qua]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

Feed Me Poison

Thalia

Groaning, I wake up to my reality. I'm still in the same room. My prison.

Those dreams have to stop. Why am I always so happy to see him in my dreams?

I don't even get upset at them anymore. Because the more I fight them, the worse they get. There's never a remembrance of every wrong thing he's done; it's always bliss. And some days I wish that was our reality.

It takes me back to wondering how things could have been if we started like a normal couple. What would we have become had he not interrupted my engagement celebration? If he came before I was set to be someone else's wife. Would we have had a chance had Samson been alive? Would I have ended things with Samson?

When I don't find any answers, I step out of the bed. After I bathe and change clothes, I make the bed. I take the untouched fruit bowl and place it back in the basket before closing it. I thought I was going to eat today, but I am not going to, and precisely because he said I must. See what he does.

I sit on the chair and bring my knees to my chest as I get into the book I couldn't finish yesterday. Footsteps come down the hallway and I pray it isn't him. I hope he sent someone else.

The door opens.

He really didn't lock the door. Did he want me to leave?

He walks in and I can't help but lift my eyes, taking him in. The sharp green eyes that haunt my night and day stare back. Then I really look at him. I haven't gotten the chance to really look at Vidar, the god of war.

Although rough around the edges, he is pleasing to the eye. His thick eyebrows and beard make him look distinguished. Although it was a bit shorter three months ago. His hair is black as night. My gaze lowers to his strong neck and prominent Adam's apple, and his strong build, then lower. I hastily stick my nose back to my book when I realize I'm staring, and my body is getting warm in secret places.

I don't have to look up to see it, but I know he's smirking. Probably real happy with himself.

So, I looked, it doesn't mean anything. Certainly doesn't change the fact that I hate him.

Wait, he holds a basket in his right hand. Does that mean he has decided to take the duty of bringing me food personally? The god of war? Surely, I must still be asleep.

He walks in silently. I guess he isn't feeling chatty today. Well, good, because I also am not. Curiosity pinches me as he moves around the room, but I stomp it down. It's his castle, he can do whatever he wants. I hear the sound of a trencher and more rustling but I still don't look up because I don't care.

I focus on my book, and after realizing I've been on this page too long, I turn the page, making a mental note of it so I can read it later.

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