LYALL.
Sheila was to return in a week's time so why the hell was she back tonight I'd planned on spending time with Arya. It was so annoying that I had to deal with this tonight.
The Palace was back to bustling with activities so late and oh, that signified Sheila's return. I felt bad for the maids who were going to work overtime now that she was back in control.

I used to love the fact that she was so good at taking care of things but right now, I wasn't so sure. She needed to cut some slack doing this.
As soon as she saw me, she threw her arms around me, pressing a soft kiss into my lips which I received with fake urgency. I'd missed her these past few weeks but it was already starting to wane. With how things were now, I didn't want her around.
I wished I could tell her this. I wished I could tell her the truth of what had happened since her absence but I knew it couldn't do that. She was going to raise hell and I was honestly not ready for that.
So I asked one of the guards to send Aria back to the servants' quarters until I was able to convince Sheila enough and hell, I wasn't going to do that tonight. I couldn't have two women being mad at me.
I owed Aria a lot of apologies for making her a second option in my life. Putting myself in her shoes had made me understand better.
"I have missed you, honey," She cooed, leaning against me and sighing. "These past few weeks without you have been somewhat uninteresting."

Pulling away slightly, I gave her a look that made her burst into laughter. "That's not possible. Time away with the family and lots of weddings to plan must surely be interesting enough for you to take your mind off."
She nodded. "Okay, fine. You caught me with that one."
Chuckling, I grazed her lips with mine before pulling her back in. "I missed you, Sheila. What have you had to eat today? I'll ask the maids to make a meal for you."
"Oh, don't worry about that," She laughed, waving me off. "I have already asked them to make a meal for me. While they do that, I'd love to spend some time with you," She bit her lips and grazed her fingers down my bare chest. "What do you say?"

I shrugged. "I don't mind."
Even if I knew this was betraying Arya, I had to fulfil my husbandly duties to my wife. She was legally mine so that wasn't really wrong.
Sweeping her off her feet, she burst into laughter, her voice echoing around the Palace as I took her up to our chambers.
We had sex but all I could think of was Aria. She was all I could see on the bed and even at one point, I zoned out and Sheila had to ask me what was wrong.
After our first round of sex, we took a shower and the maids came in with our meals. We lay naked on the balcony, eating to our fill and right after that, she mounted me like a fucking stallion and grinned wickedly.
"Don't blame me for being as horny as a dog. I've not been touched in weeks."
Liquid guilt washed over me as she kissed me. While she had spent her time away with family, all I'd done was pine over one woman who was rightfully mine. I wished I was having quality sex with Aria but all we had done was argue and fight and have issues and now, I could feel her anger deep within me. She was also sad. I could feel her tears and tiredness.
I had caused her this pain. I wanted to take it away. I wanted to turn back the hands of time and be patient for five more years even if it meant the elders breathing down on my neck. Look what getting married had brought me to. Five years of childlessness. It was the same as not even getting married to Sheila at all.
"Lyall?"
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up at her beautiful naked body as she continued to ride me. The frown on her face was obvious. "What's wrong? You look off."
I laughed. "I've had a long day today and I just want you to relax with you by my side."
"Aren't you enjoying it too?" Her frown deepened. "You know I hate it when you're not happy."
She pulled me out of her and slid beside me, cradling my head between her breasts. Oh, Sheila was a sweet woman when she wanted to be. I had to agree to the fact. But right now, I wasn't in the mood for anything related to her and as harsh and evil as that sounded, it was the truth.
"I'm fine, Sheila. You shouldn't worry about me." I smiled, grazing her lips with my thumb.
"I don't believe you," She pouted. "We can always have sex some other time. But I am back and my husband doesn't look too happy. I want to know why."
Of course, I couldn't tell her the truth. She was going to have my fuckin head on a platter. Or Aria's.
Pulling her by the hip, I grinned at her. "Don't worry about that, baby. Climb back on me and ride away your pains and wants."
Giggling, she did as I had asked, climbing back. She rode me back to orgasm but it wasn't what I needed. It was the usual type. Not the one that came with having sex with the woman you loved.
Aria. She was all that filled my mind. I had to find a way to see her tonight. One way or the other.
After having sex, she fell asleep in my arms and I lifted her off the blankets scattered around us before carrying her back into the room. I gently placed her on the bed and pressed a very obvious kiss on her forehead before going over to the closet and snatching a robe.
I had to speak to Aria or I wasn't going to sleep properly tonight. Also, I felt like a cheat for having sex with my wife.