Ducan's p.o.vThe truth was my only way out. I badly wanted to laugh with her and then pretend to be upset with her over her words, but that would be unfair to her. She was the woman I loved and respected, keeping her in the dark wasn't an option anymore.Just as Ose said, dragging this and pretending not to be the demon king was a bad thing to do, It would only end up hurting her badly. I was scared of her hating me, but at the same time, I wanted her to accept me fully."Ducan, your joke is going far." She said seriously as my heart picked up.I had asked the twin demon fairies to report to me whatever they would hear or see happen between the male warrior and Eleanor, and they did their job well. I knew she had gone to the dungeon because of them and I heard their conversation through their ears. Likewise, I wanted to interfere but I chose not to because I felt it was the right decision to do. Not only that, but I wanted her to find out the truth."I'm sorry Eleanor, but I'm not jo
Eleanor's p.o.v I walked to Victor's cell with tears blurring my vision. I didn't care if I would fall or not, all I knew was that I wanted nothing to do with Ducan, not even to look at him. When I stood at the entrance of the cell, Victor quickly stood up and faced me. "Eleanor." He whispered softly and tried to move forward but the chains stopped him. "What did he do, did he hurt you!" He screamed furiously. "No," I whispered huskily then moved closer and stood in front of him. "Then what did he do to you!. Eleanor, you rarely cry!" He exclaimed. "He..he told me the truth." I said then cried loudly. He sighed heavily and pulled me into his embrace. "See, I told you so. He was only using you all this time. He never truly loved you. If he did, he would have told you the truth way before I exposed him." He said as I sobbed. My heart was badly hurting and I didn't want to be in the demon territory anymore. "I want to go home," I whispered. "We will, I promise. No matter what
Iris's p.o.v "Mistress, I have been kneeling down naked for hours. Please show mercy and allow me to stand." My slave pleaded. "Sure, you are allowed to, but first hear me out," I said softly. "Okay." He answered. I stood up from my chair and touched his chin, forcing him to look up and meet my eyes. "Zara, for a slave you sure are disrespectful. You ran away after trying to choke me to death." I pointed out. "But Mistress, weren't you the one asking me to do it even harder?" He asked as I smirked. He really was a smart man. His words would have been a waste on his small body and young age. I was glad I had given him the potion. "Even if you say that, I won't overlook the fact that your intentions weren't for giving me pleasure but to harm me," I answered. "I'm sorry Mistress, it's just that I was furious with you. But after some deep thought, I decided to come back because you are generous and kind. If you wanted, you could have killed me the first you met me." He said as I b
Ose's p.o.v I stood outside Ducan's bed-chamber feeling sad. I didn't know if it was a good idea to check up on him or not. Judging by the surrounding air, he was beyond angry. It was getting hard for me to breathe properly and that only happened when his emotions were out of place and uncontrollable. When I heard a loud rumble that shook the palace, I quickly ran inside. He was kneeling on the ground on fours with his robe torn. Scales were showing on his back and his skin color was black. I quickly ran to his side and knelt down. When he looked at me, I was filled with fear. His horns had grown larger and his eyes were now red with a darker shade in his pupils. He was turning into his last demon form and that was a dragon. He was definitely going to burn down everything out of anger if not stopped in time. "I talked to her, she understands what you did. She's just upset and needs time to think things through." I said loudly. "She did?" He asked in a low growl. "Yes," I an
Ducan's p.o.v"Master," Iris called while she approached me."What, did I tell you to come in?" I answered in a low husky voice."I'm sorry I didn't knock. I am here to treat you." She said.I came out of the pool and walked to the wardrobe ignoring her.I didn't want to talk to anyone as of now. Ose was the only exception.When he told me he was going to call her, I said okay because I didn't want him to worry too much about me.I grabbed a robe and put it on slowly with a heavy sigh.I felt weak, pathetic, angry, hurt, and sad. This was the second time I was feeling like this since my parents' death."I have brought you a portion that can calm you down and relax your mind. You won't forget anything, but your heart won't hurt as much as it should." She said.That portion wasn't supposed to be given to me. It was supposed to be given to Eleanor.I was sure she was still going through a hard time right now."I don't need it. If you really want to help me in any way, then take good care
Eleanor's p.o.v "It's fine. You will be fine." I whispered to myself with tears running down my cheek. I couldn't stop thinking about him and every moment we spent together. What pained me the most was how he pretended so well to be someone else. After serving me from falling, he went on to chain me to the wall. All those times he asked how my walk was, he knew about them because I was with him. I even went on to ask him for help to escape him. He was obviously laughing behind my back at how stupid I was. When a knock came at the door, I stood up from the floor and sat on the bed. "Come in," I said in a cracked voice then wiped off my tears. I was sure it wasn't Ducan. He couldn't come here after what I had said to him. "I'm sorry to bother you." A familiar voice came through the passage. When the witch came into view, I stood up. "You. What do you want!? Are you here to kill me?" I asked loudly. I remembered her very well. On my wedding day, she treated me roughly and badly.
Bright's p.o.v"Never go into the hero's tent without being called and never talk back when spoken to without his permission." Those were the so-called golden rules that every warrior was supposed to follow. It was laughable because the way they treated the hero was like he was part of the gods when he was just a mere human being.The other rules weren't important, but I was told to keep them at heart. On Wednesday I wasn't allowed to walk around at night because it was the day most warriors had fun with the female servants and maids. They hated it when they came across someone they thought of as weak.As for why they treated Conner like trash it was simple. Because he was weak in their sight.Over a meal, Conner opened up a bit to me and I got to learn a few things about him.Although he was skilled in fighting, he could never kill or injure his opponent due to his past experience. He one day watched his mother being split in half by some robbers who broke into their house.He wanted
Zara's p.o.v I woke up feeling exhausted, and my muscles were aching. I sat upright with a groan and touched my head. Why was I sleeping? When I wasn't sleepy at all. The last thing I remembered was.....! "Mistress," I whispered with emphasis when I recalled how she had pushed me away and then made me pass out. "I'm here." She responded. I looked at her and saw that she was sitting behind her desk. Was it her hobby to always sit behind there, what was so special about the damn desk? I moved at the edge of the bed with a glare then grabbed the sheet behind me without moving my gaze from her, wrapping it around my waist. "Why did you do that to me?. Was I so bad that you would make me pass out!" I screamed angrily. She sighed heavily and then moved her hands to the top of the desk. I watched as she slowly began removing a bloody-wrapped cloth from one of her hands. When she pulled it off, my heart picked up. I found myself standing up and going to her side to take a closer look