The witches daughter and the devil's son

That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed

as her husband observed her with a grin. he drawled, his voice wicked and

magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty

has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil

that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands.He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?"She

stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.”He smirked and stepped towards her.