Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis and partially the plot goes to Crystal Aurora.
Chapter 3: Living the married life
It has been 3 months since Sakuno married me, but there was still that sting in my heart every time she looked at me. Hate was a strong word but I suppose the level of hatred was a whole new level and the feeling of hatred in her level needs a whole new word. Making love to her was like making love to a person without a soul, but… I don't know whether it was because she does not respond or is it because I truly loved her, my lust for her was unquenchable. I still want her and in hopes one day, she'd finally look at me with love and longing, in the way I catch her looking at books.
Last week I nearly burnt down the whole library because of the way she looked at those books in such a manner. At first I banned her from going to the library and she refused to talk to me, making me miserable and I had to give in, not before giving the books a piece of mind. No one knows but every morning, I'd go into the library and pick a book to rip pages out, in hopes I feel better after doing so. Jealousy was hard to come to terms with, and it was worse when the person pours more affection towards a non-living thing than her own husband. I suppose every husband would go mad in jealousy.
My cousins thought I have gone mad, being devoted to my crown princess and not choosing concubines which my father had already did at my age. Thing is… I couldn't. Every time I look at her, I feel blind. I couldn't see anything in front of me or anything around me. She became the centre of my vision and everything else doesn't matter. I desired her love, because god knows how much I came to love her. Even when she despises me, it doesn't mean I can't see everything about her. She has a natural talent to be my crown princess, she was lovable and everyone considered her my Queen when I ascend the throne. She performed her crown princess duties very well. Despite her saying that she was not capable enough, everyone respected her. She handled things cleverly and deftly, and I have lost count on how many people said I had married a very good woman. They didn't need to tell me, I already know it in my heart but the curse of this is that she never looks at me twice unless I played tennis.
Occasionally, she would watch me play tennis and funnily we can actually converse about tennis. The one thing I was glad she witnessed. When she watched me play tennis for the first time, I could never forget the admiration in her eyes as she watched me and spoke to me with enthusiasm about tennis. Sometimes I felt like I played tennis for her sake and my sake… I just did it to see her look at me that way.
To be Continued…