The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 60 [Evelyn's POV] Evelyn doesn't want to assume anything about this, so she kindly says goodnight and heads to bed. The following day she's met with a knock on the door, thinking it's either Wendy or Nina. However, she's shocked to find that it's Alexander. He comes in and goes straight to her wardrobe. He picks out the outfit for her, oddly merging both her clothes and some of the new clothes that were made for her. "You need to get comfortable wearing clothes that you may not be used to. As other events happen, you'll be expected to wear clothes that fit your title.

When you're home you can wear whatever you want, but when you leave the grounds, you now represent the Kingston Family." * | understand." | hoped that my shocked expression was enough of an answer for Alexander's utterly astonishing statement. Was he actually being serious? Before | could stop myself, | felt my brows pull together in absolute confusion. "Why?" | asked. | hadn't meant to sound so blunt. But | really couldn't fathom why he, of all people, would be remotely interested in wanting to ---- help me with this. It wasn't exactly a thrilling endeavor.

| wasn't quite sure why he would even make such an offer. | lightly cleared my throat and tried to recover from the slight embarrassment that washed over my cheeks. "It's just that...Surely, you have better things to do than wanting to deal with my problems." Alexander pulled his eyes away to glance at some other part of the room for a short moment. Either he was feeling a bit embarrassed himself or he was looking for the right words to say. "| suppose you're not wrong in that aspect," he remarked. " There's always something that requires my attention; however...

| would much rather be here rather than read through another redundant document." Hearing him say this, made my heart gently leap. Then again, there was still a part of me that was skeptical of Alexander's intentions. There were times when | didn't even want to take part in Wendy's lessons, so | really couldn't envision him wanting to. Alright." Alexander gave me a curt nod and took his place at the table with me. Over the course of the meal, things were kept in moderate silence, minus a few comments made here and there.

---- | had asked him how the soldiers were doing, knowing that the temperatures were getting cooler outside. "| believe everyone is faring well enough." A slight smile curved his lips, causing my stomach to flutter. "Thankfully, nothing horrible has broken out amongst the groups, as of yet." | wasn't used to him trying to be humorous around me. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, | found myself giggling which only led to him deepening his smile. One thing | noticed off-hand with Alexander was that he appeared unnaturally tired.

There were slight rings under his eyes, showing his lack of rest Was he sleeping as poorly as | was? Having moved most of my belongings into another room, | hadn't anticipated that my sleeping schedule would become so distorted. It wasn't as though | was falling asleep any earlier or later than usual-hell, | was hardly falling asleep at all. "Alexander, are you feeling alright?" | questioned. "You look exhausted." He took a long sip from his glass and kept his eyes fixed on his plate. "| haven't been sleeping well." ---- | nibbled on my bottom lip, contemplating my next words carefully.

"...me neither." Just then, he lifted his gaze up to meet mine. The intensity in his eyes made me think that | had somehow revealed a well-hidden secret to him. But nothing more was said on the matter. Oddly enough, Alexander had chosen to walk me back to my room after dinner. What made it so odd was the mere fact that he'd never done it before. The act itself almost seemed far too domesticated for a marriage like ours.