Chapter 196. THE DARK SUN UPON A BRIGHT STAR.

　　Vetta spent half of the night reminiscing their days in captivity. It made the King on edge and as hours passed, he was tensed like a coiledsnake waiting to snap. 　　It was exactly what Vetta wanted. Why would he want to forget what they'd been through!? Why would he try to forget what shaped him to the man he is now!? 　　She took her fertility pills around midnight, the bone-weakening pills already wearing off like the woman told her. An hour after taking her pills, she was hôrny as hell and ready to have the King to herself. 　　He was lying behind her, tensed and ready to sleep. But he's always been a man who sleep does not favor, so she knows he's awake even when he's as quiet as the blazes. 　　She turned towards him and reached boldly for him. She does not think it's possible for him to get more tense but that happened when she placed a hand on his chest. 　　"Not tonight, Vetta." His deep groan made his throat vibrate. 　　"I need you, My King. I need you so much." She whispered,