The Demon Queen's Contract
Chapter 33 - 33: The attraction I felt was purely physical

After finishing my lunch, I found myself with a rare moment of free time and no particular duties to attend to. The palace was vast and filled with possibilities, but I felt drawn back to the solitude of my chambers.

Perhaps it was the lingering fatigue from the intense self-defense training, or maybe it was the need for a quiet space to gather my thoughts.

When I entered my room, I noticed the book I had chosen from the library the previous day, "Bound by Fate," sitting invitingly on the table. The ornate cover depicted a pair of entwined hands surrounded by a halo of light, hinting at the romantic and mystical themes within. I picked it up and settled onto the chaise lounge by the window, ready to lose myself in its pages.

It's surely going to be a bit clichée but I can't know without trying.

The story began with a young woman named Aeliana, who was forced into a contracted marriage with a mysterious and brooding nobleman, Lord Caelum. From the start, the narrative was rich with tension and unspoken desires, their relationship marked by a blend of resistance and undeniable attraction. As I read, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the predictability of it all.

Aeliana quickly fell hopelessly in love with Lord Caelum, her initial resentment giving way to passionate longing. The book was filled with elaborate descriptions of their intimate moments, each encounter more heated than the last. Despite the cliché, I found myself engrossed, the vivid imagery pulling me deeper into their world.

Yet, I couldn't ignore a nagging thought at the back of my mind: I wasn't like Aeliana. While Seraphina and I shared moments of physical connection, I was far from being in love with her.

The attraction I felt was purely physical, driven by the intense and electrifying energy between us. I liked the pleasure she gave me, the way she made my body respond, but emotionally, there was still a chasm between us.

As I turned the pages, I felt a mixture of envy and relief. Envy because Aeliana's passionate romance was something I had never experienced, and relief because I was spared the turmoil of being hopelessly in love with someone who might never reciprocate those feelings.

My relationship with Seraphina was complex, built on necessity and physical desire rather than emotional intimacy.

I read on, the hours slipping by unnoticed. The story's climax approached, filled with dramatic declarations of love and a final, breathtaking union between Aeliana and Caelum. As much as I wanted to dismiss it as pure fantasy, a part of me couldn't help but wonder if I would ever find such a connection, even if it wasn't with Seraphina.

Just as I was about to dive into another steamy chapter, a soft knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. It was Anara, her presence always accompanied by a sense of calm and reliability.

"Queen Elara, I see you're enjoying your book," she said with a gentle smile.

I blushed slightly, feeling caught in the act. "Yes, it's... interesting. A bit clichéd, but a good distraction."

Anara chuckled softly. "Romantic novels often are. They offer an escape, don't they? Though it sounds like you might prefer something a bit more substantial."

"Perhaps," I admitted. "It's just nice to get lost in a different world for a while."

"Would you like me to bring you something else? We have plenty of other genres in the library."

I shook my head. "No, this is fine for now. Thank you, Anara."

She nodded and began tidying up the room, her efficiency a comforting presence. I returned to my book, though my mind wandered back to the reality of my situation. Unlike Aeliana, I was not in a story where love inevitably blossomed out of forced proximity.

My life was far more complicated, filled with political intrigue and the ever-present tension of my arranged marriage to Seraphina.

Despite the lack of romance, there was something undeniably compelling about my relationship with Seraphina.

The physical connection we shared was intense and consuming, leaving me breathless and wanting more. But I couldn't ignore the cold distance she often maintained, a barrier that seemed insurmountable.

As I read on, the explicit scenes in the book reminded me of my own experiences with Seraphina. The touches, the kisses, the way she knew exactly how to make my body respond—these were all vivid in my mind.

But unlike Aeliana, my attraction to Seraphina was strictly physical. There was no emotional bond, no declarations of love. It was raw, primal, and undeniably thrilling, but it lacked the deeper connection that Aeliana found with Caelum.

Lost in thought, I nearly missed the sound of Anara's voice. "Queen Elara, I believe it's time for your shower," she said gently, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she noticed the book still clutched in my hands.

I sighed, marking my place in the book and setting it aside. "Of course, Anara. Thank you."

She led me to the bathroom, where the water was already running, steam filling the room. I stepped under the warm spray, letting it wash away the lingering fatigue from the morning's activities. As the water cascaded over me, I couldn't help but replay the events of the past days in my mind.

My training with Nyx, the intense moments with Seraphina, the constant struggle to find my place in this new world—it was all so overwhelming.

After my shower, Anara helped me dress once more, this time in a more casual yet elegant gown of deep burgundy. The fabric was soft and comfortable, allowing me to move freely while still looking presentable. My hair was braided back, keeping it out of my face.

"Shall we head to the library again?" Anara asked, her tone respectful but curious.

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, If I can found another romance book it could be great."

Maybe I was a beat exited to read more.

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