Last Night

 The next morning, Belle opened her eyes when a piercing ray of sunlight landed on her face. She rubbed her eyes to adjust them with the light in the room. 

"Urgh!" Belle held her head in her palms and groaned when a sharp pain hit her head. 

"You are awake." Belle lifted her head to look at the source of the voice, and her eyes met with cold and dangerous eyes in the world. She held her breath and dropped her head, afraid that she might have done something wrong. 

"Last night... what happened?" Belle clear her throat and finally managed to ask the question which was bugging her.  

"Don't you remember?" Alaric's gaze darkened when he thought about last night. Only he knew how he restrained his desires. It was pure torture to him for not being able to touch his wife.

"I am sorry for troubling you. After an argument with Bellamy, I let myself get drunk. What happened after that, I don't remember at all." Belle close