Chapter 12 - Something About His Royal Majesty

Just like his eyes were when they were in the car, they were flashing from red to black and those black veins hazardously lined his face, down to his neck where the robe started covering the rest.

She stepped back slowly in fear.

The fear she felt for him was overpowering, more than even the bond she couldn't fight.

A cold hand grabbed her from behind and she turned, startled.

"You shouldn't be here."

It was Gwen but it wasn't the sunshine Gwen. This Gwen had something dark and monstrous in her eyes as she pulled her away from the hallway.

"You shouldn't have come here."

Zezi looked back at the man lying on the floor. He had black blood oozing out of his mouth, a sharp contrast with the sparkling clean white tile. His eyes had also been permanently rolled back, leaving a plain whiteness in its wake. His body stiff as he gave his last fight and suddenly he went limp.

She looked back up at him and she immediately felt trapped because no longer could she look away. The compelling bond an