Once Lina had her fill, Kaden took her to a different part of the house. She followed after him wearing the same clothes as this morning. She felt like a lost pet trailing after it’s owner, especially with how quickly he walked for her.

Kaden had no intention of slowing down. Lina was tired, but he continued his stride, longer and longer. ​​

Finally, Lina snapped.

“I’m not as tall as you. Do you have to speed walk?” Lina asked.

Kaden quirked a brow, glanced over his shoulder and towards her legs.

“It’s not my fault you’re short,” Kaden retorted, picking up his pace.

Lina could barely catch up with his speed. Eventually, she grabbed his wrist and allowed him to pull her through the hallway. She pressed all of her weight onto his arm, hoping he’d stop.

Kaden simply scoffed, grabbed her by the hand, and pulled her down the corridor. He didn’t have time to waste, especially after he caught wind of what that desperate heir was doing.

“Where are we going?” Lina asked.

Lina how big his hands were. They captured hers perfectly, his grip warm and tickling at her heart. She scolded how quickly her stomach fluttered for him and how quickly her heart was beginning to forget what he did to her once before.

“My office,” Kaden said just as they came to a startling stop.

Kaden opened the door and gestured for her to walk in first.

“Ladies first,” Lina said, telling him to walk inside.

Kaden narrowed his eyes. She just loved to press his buttons. He walked through the door at the same time he pulled her inside. He shut the doors behind him and was about to continue hauling her around, but she released his hand. Immediately, he missed the coldness of her fingertips.

“I haven’t seen this in a while,” Lina stated.

Lina stared at the painting on his wall that depicted the castle of Ritan. Now, it was just a tourist attraction. Back then, it was the largest and grandest castle that this world had ever witnessed.

Well, now that Lina thought about it, the DeHaven’s new mansion could compare to it. She heard the DeHaven mansion resembled a castle across the seas, in the great kingdom of Wraith. After walking through the expansive and well-decorated hallways, Lina understood.

This house was enormous, the ceilings high into the heavens, and the windows equally as enormous, most of them overlooking the garden.

“I still own the castle. It’s not government property,” Kaden responded, taking a seat in his leather chair.

Lina blinked. She forgot he was rolling in so much cash, his future generations would never work a day in their life. Then, her heart burned with jealousy at the thought of him with another woman. This led to her next question.

“Was the Golden Rose pregnant with your child?” Lina asked, turning around.

Kaden paused. He raised his head from the contract he was looking over. She was staring at him with an honest expression, like an open book.

“What makes you think—”

“After all, you had to deflower the Golden Rose to gain immortality, no?” Lina stated, recalling the fairytale of the Golden Rose.

The fairytale spoke of a mysterious woman highly sought after by kings, princes, and leaders alike. They said the Golden Rose was a woman with hair the color of the sun and eyes the color of emeralds.

Whoever embraced the Golden Rose will gain a sudden burst of strength, those that consume her blood will become the strongest in the world, and whoever deflowered her will be granted immortality. Some even said her grounded bones could fertilize the most barren of land

“You think I’d let any other woman but you birth my child?” Kaden asked like it was a matter of fact. Despite how cruelly she worded her statement, he wasn’t the least bit offended.

Kaden was as calm as calm can be. He was like the ocean tides before a wave hit. Not a single movement is out of place.

“Who’s the father of the Third King of Ritan then?” Lina asked, staring at him.

This was a key piece of information left out in the history books that not a single historian dared to mention. People speculated it was an illegitimate child, but Lina knew better.

“Use that pretty little head of yours to figure it out, unless your intellect is all for show?” Kaden said, his attention returning back to the contract.

“Now, stop acting like a brat and take a seat,” Kaden stated, gesturing to the brown leather chair in front of his desk.

Lina approached the chair, sat down, and crossed her legs. “Is it Sebastian’s?”

“Which one?” Kaden mused.

“Is Sebastian also an immortal?” Lina asked.

Kaden simply rested his hands on top of the desk, tucking his prominent fingers together.

“No,” Kaden stated. “There’s many generations of Sebastians.”

Lina’s brows tugged together. “Then the Sebastian from this life—”

“Is the descendant of my servant,” Kaden stated. “He’s Sebastian Jr, the…. what? Ninth? Tenth?”

Lina nodded her head. She hadn’t expected Sebastian to be an immortal, but had been confused as to why he kept on showing up in her dreams.

“The genes must be strong,” Lina mumbled. “He looks the same as I’ve last remembered.”

Kaden simply hummed in response. “Any more questions?”

“You’re now House DeHaven’s Young Master, first in line for the position as DeHaven Conglomerate’s Chairman. How did this happen?” Lina shot back. “You know, if you don’t age, people will grow suspicious.”

Kaden stared at her. So, she did not know the most important part of deflowering the Golden Rose.

“Did you forget who House DeHaven had served?” Kaden mused, leaning back in his seat.

Lina paused. “They were Dukes…”

“And who do Dukes serve?”

“Kings.”

“Smart girl,” Kaden mused. “Does that answer your question?”

Lina ignored him.

“What’s that?” Lina asked, pointing to the contract sitting on his desk.

Kaden smirked at how quickly she refused to admit he was helping her. He slid the contract forward with two straight fingers.

“A marriage contract for you to sign,” Kaden stated, placing a pen in front of her. “Just as you’ve wished.”