Chapter 33

Ducan's p.o.v

I sat on my throne tapping my hand on my thigh trying to calm down. I was feeling impatient and uneasy.

A few minutes already went by and Eleanor wasn't yet here.

Was I too hard on her?. No, of course not, I didn't treat her badly.

Was it my words?. Did I scare her again?.

Or was I too demanding when I told her not to make me wait?.

Was my hand on her body aggressive?.

I couldn't stop thinking about how I acted and it was slowly making me lose my composure!.

She wasn't thinking of running away again, was she?.

No, she couldn't do it without telling me about it in my human form.

Then why was she taking so long to come to the throne room when the demon servants were going to attend to her?.

"Ducan." Ose whispered in front of me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I asked seriously.

"The generals are wondering why you look very upset." He whispered under his breath.

I shifted and looked at the generals who were looking at me with concern.

A few of them