Chapter 85 - Wild Cat bewitching The Lord

Sinclair pulled out a white chair, it's back decorated heavily and had the logo of the ice cream parlour carved on it, for her to sit and as for himself, he dragged the chair out to sit opposite to her from where the lord could have a clear view of her beautiful face.

Syna skimmed her gaze around the vast hall, numerous golden bulbs were hung with long wires and were dangling from the roof, which had a wooden ceiling, decorated in a modern way and painted in black, quite a suitable contrast with white furniture. In a certain direction towards her right side she felt as if the bride saw someone familiar in a short glance.

"What happened, Syna? Where are you looking at?"

Sinclair's eyes followed the direction of her sockets and he threw a deadly glare towards the man and woman who were sitting three tables away from them, towards Syna' right. 

"Huh? Nothing I thought I saw someone familiar but there is no one."

Syna faced him pursing her lips in disappointment as she waved her hand in air carelessly, while pouting a little that caused Sinclair to smile meaningfully.

"Oh! I see. Yeah here is no one related to us."

Sinclair cautiously assured her and again he averted his stare towards the duo who sat there completely invisible from Syna' eyes and gazing at him with apologetic expressions. 

The man had casted a spell which made them both invisible to Syna' eyes. She actually saw them at first glance but luckily the man sensed her activity immediately and activated the spell, as he muttered the magic under his breath.

"So, have you already decided the flavour yet?"

Sinclair muttered something in his breath while his eyes were darted onto the duo throwing spades of anger at them, the ice cream cup placed in front of the man immediately melted with Sinclair's spell. 

The Lord was acting childish as soon as he saw those two dating each other. Moreover, he became angry that out of the whole Sydney they only found this place to get lovey dovey!

The man gave Sinclair a 'what the hell' expression as he raised his both hands in the air, while the lady sitting besides him giggled as she glanced at Sinclair and moved her eyes towards Syna with a genuine smile.

After the Lord had taken his little revenge on the man, Sinclair questioned his bride with a satisfactory smile as he interlocked his fingers and placed both his elbows on the table.

"Not yet. I'm unable to decide now, when we entered I saw many flavours. Err...can I have a look at the counter again?"

Syna requested in hesitation as perhaps she thought it would sound odd to Sinclair and would ruin his reputation as the mighty rich CEO of Sydney.

She feared that Sinclair might refuse her at once because going up to the counter, while standing there in an attempt to select a flavour will drag down his bossy reputation, and it was certainly not his style.

"Yes, why not. As I said you earlier, my love, you don't have to ask, just say it and I will be there to experience everything with you."

To her surprise Sinclair agreed as he stood up from his chair which produced a little creak sound.

The lord strode towards her and flung his arm out to offer his hand to his beloved bride, Syna elegantly placed her into his as there skin touched each other and induced a lovely yet secured sensation in each other.

The parlour was quite good, true to its representation, many posters of ice cream flavours were patched on each of the wall painted in blue and looking at it the ice cream seemed 'rich in taste'.

Syna could see the ice cream fudges placed in the invisible glass counter, she already had decided what to choose but soon the lady became confused about what to select after witnessing the whole row of flavours. 

A variety of rainbow was laying on the earth, in front of her sight, as they both stood along the counter Syna nearly drooled over the delicious sight before her eyes. While a soft smile graced Sinclair's face as he witnessed the flicker of happiness in Syna' green eyes.

Chocolate, mint, strawberries, banana, mango, blueberries, raspberries, chocolate chips and fresh fruit bites, mixed fruit toppings, fusion of flavours. She didn't know what to select as every flavour seemed delicious comparable to each other.

There were many options given to the customers either to choose a cup or a cone or a long stem glass to accommodate the flavour fudge. Syna moved towards the corner totally neglecting how much time she had already wasted in taking a simple decision. 

Sinclair remained rooted there quietly, he gave much time to his bride in the selection of what she had wanted. At the same moment it was hard for him to swallow the fact that Syna was deprived of the royalty life she was living in her past life, but now he wanted to give her back the luxurious every woman dreamt of.

"Which flavour do you want, my love?"

Sinclair asked her right after twenty minutes, he made sure no one would disturb his bride in her work and shooed off the attendants in a hush.

Syna was keenly looking around and the naive bride expected a counter table crowded with people in a queue waiting for their turn, but nothing was there like that. Of course, the perks of being rich, the customers were served onto their seating areas unlike the regular ice cream parlours.

Waiters wearing black aprons on their white dresses both male and female staff were roaming around asking the customers. The tables were neat with white lacy sheets spread on all, a sufficient distance was maintained between two that customers don't have to talk in a whisper for private talk or important business conversation. 

"Well I don't know which to choose and which to leave. It is so confusing, I haven't seen so many flavours, it's like a rainbow of colors!"

Syna chipped happily that her expressions resembled a child who recently visited an amusement park and was in a daze. 

"Haha! You silly girl, you will be visiting such places with me now and then, maybe often."

Sinclair caressed her head which looked like he patted his little kitten who was hungry yet obeying it's master, as he stared at her with love filled in eyes.

He was still confused as to why he was in love with her in this life and why the lord was given his memories of past life, while Syna was blank and did not have any slight glimpse of her deeds and sins she committed in her previous life.

The lady still had that charm in her personality and the goddess of love granted the girl a temptress like figure. Moreover, the lady was given a rare combination of green eyes with blonde hair where normally it was blue with that hair color.

The bride was reborn but again she was destined to meet King Sinclair as in this life the mighty king waited for her as Lord Sinclair MacLaverty. No matter what she did in her previous life she was still destined to be his bride as this time the goddess of love forced this part of their fate as a curse.

The Dark Lord had already conversed with the oracle regarding his bride and her whereabouts, it did not matter to him that he would have to wait for a few hundred years for his bride to be reborn because as a punishment she was born as an ordinary human.

The only thing that relieved him was in this life again Syna was destined to be his mate, and finally he understood why he was given the memories of past life. He had to rewrite the fate of both of them and for that he needed to correct the mistakes they did in their previous lives.

"I guess this one…"

Sinclair's track of thoughts was disturbed by Syna' confused voice as she pointed out towards purple raspberry fudge but immediately she pointed towards other one nearby.

"No, this one. Ugh! I'm unable to decide! Why it's happening to me again!?"

She pursed her lips in surrendering state as Sinclair glanced at his little wild kitten who was leaning over the counter, her neckline dangled a bit which caused an alarm to Sinclair.

"Syna…"

He glanced at her and then overlooked the attendant on the other side of the counter, gladly it was a female. But before Sinclair could say anything he heard her agitated voice again.

"Ugh!"

Syna pouted a little and blew upwards which caused her hair strand flew off her face which was kissing her forehead. 

'Why she has to do that right now, this wild cat!?"

Sinclair was hardly controlling his desires and since the day started, the lord had to face such things with a strong heart.