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BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀 CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE🎀 King Rufus suddenly burst into laughter. “That’s impossible,” he said quickly. “You must be joking.” Asher raised an eyebrow slowly and rose to his feet. Without warning, he walked towards the nearest guard. The air went still. Before anyone could react, Asher grabbed the guard by the collar and forced him to his knees. He snatched the cup from the table and pressed it to the man’s lips. “Drink,” Asher said. The guard struggled, but Asher’s grip was firm. The wine was forced down his throat. “Your Majesty—!” the guard choked as he turned to the king. Rufus stood frozen, his heart pounding violently in his chest. Moments passed. Then the guard began to cough. His body jerked violently. He clawed at his throat, gasping for air. Foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. He collapsed. Heavy silence fell. The guard’s body lay still. Dead. Asher straightened slowly, adjusting his sleeve as if nothing unusual had happened. Then h
BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀 CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT🎀 The beast growled and started walking toward Rian, slowly, crushing leaves under its weight. Rian didn’t think twice. He turned and ran, pushing branches out of his way, cursing under his breath as he moved as fast as he could. The growling followed him, getting closer. He could almost feel it behind him. “Damn this forest…” he muttered. Then suddenly, the ground gave way beneath his feet. Rian slipped and fell forward with a shout, dirt sliding with him as he dropped into a hidden hole. He hit the ground hard. Everything went black. ------------- When he opened his eyes again, the forest was gone. He was lying on flat ground. No trees. No bushes. Just open space. His head hurt badly. He groaned and pushed himself up, holding his head. He slowly pushed himself to his feet, wincing as his head throbbed. Where… was he? The mountain stretched around him, barren and wide. Just open ground, wind whipping across the rocks. He took a cau
BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN🎀 The silence that followed was thick, brutal, suffocating. Not a single man dared speak. Rian leaned back. “Lost your tongues all of a sudden?” One of the ministers, finally cleared his throat. “Your Highness… how are we to know people… people strong enough to face someone like Asher? Such men… such power… they don’t exist in our world.” Another, older and grimmer, spat on the floor. “Even if they did, Your Highness… calling on them would be madness. No man dares answer to the likes of him and live.” Then a voice broke the tension. “I… I know a mountain wizard,” one minister said. All heads snapped toward him. Silence fell again, heavier this time. Rian’s lips curved into a smile as he slammed his hand on the table, making the wine jostle in the goblets. “That’s what I’m talking about, Minister Gareth,” he said, grinning. “Finally… someone who doesn’t waste my time.” Rian leaned back, fingers drumming on the table. “So… tell me about this mou
BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX🎀 Asher stepped out of the carriage. Kai and the other men were already in position, grips firm around their weapons, They didn’t move yet. Across the road, men dressed head to toe in black formed a half-circle. Their blades caught the afternoon sunlight as more figures stepped out behind them, boots hitting the ground in heavy strides. Asher didn’t move an inch. He clasped his hands behind his back and looked them over slowly, his expression so calm, almost bored like he was measuring how much effort they deserved. One man stepped forward. He was taller than the rest, shoulders squared, carrying himself like someone used to being obeyed. He drew his sword and pointed it straight at Asher. Asher turned away. He walked to one of his men and took the sword from his hand without a word. He ran two fingers along the blade, testing its edge, unimpressed. Then he moved. Too fast to follow. There was a blur. The air shifted, and that was all anyone
BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀 CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE🎀 Slyvara turned sharply. Maera stood a short distance away, her hand faintly glowing. A slow, satisfied smirk curved her lips. Lyra gasped. “My lady....! My lady!” She ran to Zayla’s side, dropping to her knees where Zayla lay unmoving against the wall. “my lady… please, wake up.” Slyvara’s blood ran cold. Fury snapped in her eyes.“What have you done?” she barked. “Lord Asher will not let this slide.” Maera laughed, brushing imaginary dust from her hands as she stepped closer. “Lord Asher?” she scoffed. “He won’t touch me.” Her gaze flicked briefly to Zayla’s limp form. “She’s nothing. A nuisance that wandered where she didn’t belong.” Slyvara took a threatening step forward. “If she dies...” Maera cut her off, voice sharp and cruel. “Then it’s good news. One less problem.” She turned away without another glance. “Clean up your mess, demon.” And with that, Maera walked off, her laughter echoing faintly behind her. Slyvara didn’t chase her
BOUND TO THE DEMON LORD ❄️❄️ Taming his cold heart❄️❄️
🎀CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR🎀 Maera laughed. It was loud, bitter, and full of venom. “Well, well,” she said slowly, clapping once. “Look at you. Playing protector now.” Slyvara didn’t respond to the mockery. She turned instead to the servants. “Leave,” she ordered. “All of you. Now.” No one hesitated. They broke formation instantly, skirts and sandals scrambling as they fled the courtyard like frightened birds. Within seconds, the space was nearly empty, the echo of hurried footsteps fading into silence. Maera stepped down from the stone platform at last, movements unhurried, Her eyes never left Slyvara. “So,” she drawled, “this is what you think you are now? His shadow? His loyal little blade?” Slyvara’s lips curved. “What are you feeling today?” Maera went on, her voice rising. “Powerful? Important? You demon!” Slyvara stepped closer, close enough for Maera to see the glow burning in her eyes. “Why don’t you do your worst,” Slyvara said quietly. Maera snarled an
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