She opened the double doors and left, her words still lingering in the air. Her last words before she left sounded like a warning. There was something about her words that he couldn't quite grasp, some hidden meaning behind it. Finally, Daemon let out a breath, a breath of relief and something. He couldn't quite make out of it. He didn't bother to see if she had left. If she can enter without anyone noticing, she can do the same while leaving.
Instead, he quickly rushed up the grand steps to his office, taking two steps at a time. He burst through the doors of his office and threw himself down into his stone chair padded with luxurious cushion of red, violet and gold. He started looking through the reports sent by the commoners. Frustrated at his result of having no solution to their problems, he swipe them all down angrily. The reports clattered as they hid the stone cold floor. Then he buried his head in his hands, thinking and thinking.
He thought about the words she said. The weeds and grasses she talked about. And the apple tree. Daemon suddenly had a light bulb moment. He finally understood her words. He stood up and look outside. He realized he had been thinking over it for one day and one night. Excitedly and eager to put his new idea into use, he summoned his Left Protector.
"White Cloud! Come here now!" He bellowed. White Cloud came running over. "My lord, what it is?" He curtseyed with one knew up and another knew down. He yanked open his table drawers and took out his token - a symbol of authority of The Demon Emperor. Seeing this token was equivalent to seeing The Demon Emperor.
He scribbled something down on a piece of scroll. "Take these and give to Minister Fayes. Let him announce it to the public,"
White Cloud looked confusedly at the token and the scroll. Never had he seen his lord so excited and full of vigor.
He took the token and scroll hesitantly, unsure of his lord's behaviour. His lord had been acting strange since last night.
"My lord, are you okay?" White Cloud tried to study Daemon's facial expressions. But Daemon waved him off.
"I'm fine. I just need some time to think, some time to relieve myself," he took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.
"Relief? What relief, my lord?"
"Never mind that. Do you know the woman who was here last night?"
"Woman? What woman, my lord?" Immediately White Cloud imagined Daemon flirting and kissing a beautiful woman. He shook his head and dismissing such inappropriate thoughts. "My lord! You were with a woman last night!? No wonder you're so full of energy!"
Damon shot up at that remark. "What are you talking about, Mighell!? Where has your brain gone to!? I meant, last night a woman in black intrude upon my grand hall. She even sat on the grand steps!" Daemon clenched his fists to show his anger.
"Oh! But no one came to visit, my lord," Mighell White, codenamed as White Cloud said, suspicious of his lord. He thinks his lord illegally smuggled in women to play with. After all, it was not uncommon.
"Then who is she?" Damon and White Cloud exchanged looks.
"Are you sure you didn't....." Mighell trailed off hinting to Daemon about illegally snuggling women.
"No! What's with you!?" His mind began to have multiple thoughts at the same time.
Who exactly was that mysterious woman? And why did she have me such a hint? Daemon wondered. He had finally understood her words last night.
"Perhaps you can tell me how she looks. I'm sure the imperial guards will be able to find her," Mighell suggested.
He, too was in wonders of this woman. He rubbed his chin thinking. "Bring me the royal artist! And White Cloud, get to work!" He commanded with newfound strength and vigor.
"Yes, My lord!" Daemon for the first time in his life, had such a devious and shameless idea.
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And that was five years ago. Five years ago and he's still fighting against the other ministers and officials. But silently, in the dark. Both sides didn't want to disturb the peace or it'll cause panic. It was a game of cat and mouse.
Oh, how Daemon remembered so vividly when he first came to High Moon Palace. He was scorned, look down upon, stepped and spat on by the other demon lords and ministers. He watched those people treated citizens like trash, worthless dogs. He watched how they humiliated him, mocked him and his father.
"Your father must have been a fool to have raised a bastard useless dog like you!" And they all laughed at him. Daemon hated anyone who insulted his father. In his eyes, his father was a hero who saved him and his sister from that fire. That was his sensitive spot, and he'll kill anyone who touches it.
In a fit of anger, he tried to fight with them using fists. But it was no use! They beat him up badly but made sure not to take his life. The purpose was so that they could still have a punching bag to play around with. He was weak and useless! He scolded himself, losing all self-confidence.
But now, it was all different. He had changed. Everything had changed. He discovered powers he never known he had. Now he wants to make them pay. Yes! Pay for all the humiliation, pain and suffering they inflicted upon him these past five years. Pay for all his broken bones and blood he shed.
The once innocent naive little demon has now changed into the ruthless demon emperor! And he's back with something powerful, something nasty and bad. He'll take back what is his! Rightfully his! If not by persuasion, then by force! The throne is his and no one can take it away from him!
"You can hide, but you can't run!"
Victoria Bennett ran and ran. The branches and leaves scratched her bare arms. The leaves rustled under the feet. She heard something coming up from behind. It started to get closer and closer! She was out of breath but she knew she cannot stop. Without sparing a second thought, she ran through the woods. The woods were known for snakes and demonic monsters. She had no choice. It's die now or later. Victoria ran up to a big tree and lean against it catching her breath. She looked around and the creature chasing her was gone. Left and right, she scanned the grassy ground below her, searching for signs of that creature, but she spotted nothing. She let out a sigh of relief. After a while, she slowly came down from the tree. She felt a dark presence behind her. Her heart started to beat quickly. Her worst nightmare have come true! She quickly leaped forward before two large strong hands with black claws could grab her. The creature roared! A very loud monstrous roar. It charged at her,
Daemon was sitting peacefully on his throne when he received a tip off from the scouts about a spy or traitor trying to sabotage the peace in his territory. The scouts reported that the traitor was a spy from the human clan pretending to be a demon. They tracked that traitor to a village on the outskirts of The Capital. Having a deep hatred against humans, Daemon decided to find this traitor and interrogate him or her. And by interrogate, you know it's not going to be anything good. Not especially when you get on the nerves of the Demon Emperor. Daemon used the excuse of helping the poor villagers to improve their lives. He had to do so to avoid suspicions from the other demon lords within the Capital. Those lords were nothing but busybody and with ulterior motives. Plus, Daemon had another idea. He needs to help the villagers out of the drought. Although ruthless and wicked, he still needs to earn himself a good reputation if he wants the support of the people.On the outskirts of T
Mighell came running over shouting, "my lord! My lord! There's a bunch of reports from the commoners on your desk." Daemon nodded and headed to his office. "Who's the human girl?" Mighell had saw Daemon carried a human girl into HIS own sleeping chambers. He was curious as he had never seen his master personally carry a human. Daemon had a deep grudge against all humans. He would kill any human he sees but this one seems different. Daemon had took 'extra special' care not to kill her right away. Maybe it was something else his lord doesn't want to reveal yet. A new nasty plan or devious plot could be the answer. Mighell had noted to himself, that his lord (Daemon) had changed a lot since that day. Yes, that day five years ago after he was humiliated and played the fool by the other lords. Mighell almost didn't recognize his lord until Daemon address him by his full name - the name that only he knew. So much had passed since then and Mighell felt his best friend had fallen apart from
"You're quite bold and arrogant," Daemon said as he caressed her cheek in a threatening manner. Victoria angrily swiped his hand away, looking disgustingly at him. "To deal with you, I can be anything," she said confidently. Daemon chuckled. No one has ever said such defying words to him. This was going to be interesting. Victoria didn't liked how he's playing the fool with her. "Why did you catch me? I believed I have done no wrong against you," Victoria demanded. "Are you sure you haven't?" Daemon hinted at something. Something he thinks was done by her. "Done what?" "A spy. For the human race. For Valencia Luciano," Daemon said. This time he wasn't joking or teasing her. He was dead serious."A spy? For the human race?" Victoria couldn't believe what she was hearing. Heck, she didn't even know who Valencia Luciano is and yet she was kidnapped and accused for such things. "I don't even know who the hell Valencia Luciano is, how could I be a spy? Or even worked for the human ra
"Valencia Luciano?" The name sounded familiar but Felix couldn't quite remember where he'd heard it. It was a girl's name but yet it have such a dangerous aura to it. "Who's that?" Daemon turned around to look the young blonde in the eyes. "You've been in your position for such long time and you're telling me you don't know who's Valencia Luciano?" He couldn't believe his ears. Luciano was no child's play. She was ruthless, wicked and full of scheming tricks. Yeah, did I say it was a 'she'? That's right. Luciano was a woman. A woman of the human race to be exact and she's not like any ordinary human beings. "I swear I have never heard of such name. He sounds quite tough and muscular. Must be a real pain in the ass for you to remember his name," Felix said. His blue eyes blinked innocently. "Sure, a pain in the ass. But not as much as you," Daemon said hinting to Felix for being one. "Oh," was all Felix's reply to that. "And Luciano is a 'she'," he corrected him. "Not a he," "W
He then bit his tongue, committing suicide and died. His arms and legs fall limp and his head droop to his chest. She sighed having not one bit of remorse or pity in her. "He chooses to kill himself rather than reveal anything. " "My lady, what should we do now," a guard in black clad clothing asked. "Throw him out to feed the dogs!" She ordered. Her men gulped in fear. Dead or alive as long you're a Demon, she won't show you any mercy. Valencia tapped her chin thoughtful. This man, the Demon emperor has already pique her interest. He'll be her next target, the top of her list. "How's our little spy doing?" She turned to face the guard. "My lady, the spy reported that all is well. No one has found out about our plan," A vicious sly smile spread across her plush red lips. Her plan was working and it was only in a matter of time she'll get what she wants. Luciano pushed back her golden locks that covered her left eye. Ohhhh, how sweet was revenge! -----------She pushed open th
Victoria was dragged back to her room by the guards when they found out she escaped during dinner time. "Let me go! Let me go! You have no rights to restrain me here!" She struggled and kicked their metal armour but was ignored by the guards. The guards didn't want to have anything to do with her as their emperor - Daemon - had given the order; if anyone mistreats her, he'll suffer a pain worse than death. Only he can touch, torture, mistreat or kill her. The guards feared him. Just a gaze from him could send them down on their knees and shivers creeping down their spines. They have to put on their best behaviour around him. They tossed her into the room and was about to shut the doors shut when she quickly put herself in the doorway, blocking the knob. When Victoria found out that screaming and shouting was no use, she resorted to begging and pleading. "Please, please, I beg you. Let me go," she said pitifully with tears in her eyes. The guards felt sympathy for her but couldn't
"Touch me again with those filthy hands and I'll gorge your eyes out!" Victoria threatened him. But he only gave her a cocky smirk. "I know you like it. And you want it," his voice was in a whisper, a seductive dangerous whisper. He still had her hands pinned above her head. She looked up at him with anger in her eyes and said strongly ,"I don't want it! Get out of my sight!" The 'it' he referred to was sure tempting. But she shook away those inappropriate thoughts. What was she thinking? Is it because she had been deprived of any sexual pleasure that she would feel sexually attracted to any man? Not just any man, but him!The lips she had just tasted were fine, supple and hot. It made her heart beat so fast she swear it'll jump out of her chest soon. She had kissed a man before. Her ex boyfriend. This wasn't her first kiss but it made her feel like it was the end of the world, something she'd never experienced before. She'd never experienced such passionate and vigorous kiss. She