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Author: Jamilah
last update Last Updated: 2022-05-05 20:03:09

Adrian and Spencer sat quietly under the tree by the maidens residence in the late evening. He laid down, staring at the sky when Frederick walked in.

"Adrian," he called gently.

Adrian stood up while Spencer bowed.

"Are you okay?"

"Would you be if you were in my position?" Adrian hissed and made to leave.

"You should have expected this. He did the same to Victoria. Princess Isabelle's parents probably knew this before they agreed to marry their daughter to you."

"What has she done wrong‽" Adrian shouted and Spencer excused them. "I've never done anything for her and now you're asking me to take away her joy? I'm not a beast!"

"Tell her before you go, that is the best."

Frederick sighed and left. Spencer was about to leave when Juno walked in.

"Prince Adrian," she bowed.

"Get away from me!" He yelled in frustration and walked away from her.

Juno bit her fingernails furiously. Why wouldn't Adrian give her attention? Was he going to sleep with Isabelle?

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  • The Devil From Deira   35

    The palace, once resplendent with gold-tipped laughter and murmurs of legacy, now held a strange kind of quiet. It was the kind of silence that clung to the walls after mourning — thick, uncertain, and full of unspoken dread. A week had passed since King Frederick's funeral, and already the air was changing. Power shifted like loose sand beneath the feet of those who dared to stand still.In the far wing of the palace, Queen Victoria lay wrapped in layers of silk and unease. Her skin was pallid, her eyes dim. The once-imperial crown princess who had wielded wit and grace like a blade was now reduced to silence and shallow breaths.Only the flicker of candlelight illuminated her trembling hand as it scrawled across parchment, each letter carved with urgency.Dearest Adrian,I do not know how much time I have left, but I must beg for your help. Indira has made her move, and I believe she means to kill me. If you receive this letter, please, come to my aid. Deira needs you now more than

  • The Devil From Deira   34

    Queen Indira stood by the window, her gaze fixed on the royal gardens below. Malcolm paced restlessly behind her, his footsteps echoing in the otherwise quiet chamber. “I told you, Malcolm,” Indira said, her voice smooth, almost cold, “Victoria will be the key to securing our power. We can’t wait any longer.” Malcolm stopped pacing, his eyes narrowing. “You’re sure about this? Don't you think it's too soon? We're drawing attention to ourselves. The ministers will be suspicious.” Indira’s lips curled into a smile. “There’s no other way. She’s weak. The loss of her family has broken her, and if we push her further, she’ll crumble. We’ll have control. And if she survives... she won’t be the same.” Malcolm clenched his fists, the thought of his older brother’s widow barely tolerable. “I’ll do it. But it must be done discreetly. No one must know.” Indira turned to him, her eyes gleaming with a cold intensity. “Trust me, Malcolm, it will be done quietly. But we must ensure the right po

  • The Devil From Deira   33

    The room was silent except for the crackling of the fire, the flames casting long shadows against the walls. Adrian stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the horizon, a place where the sky met the earth, much like the war he was about to face. Isabelle stood across the room, her arms crossed, watching him with a mix of sadness and determination.“You still haven’t answered me, Adrian,” Isabelle said, her voice low but firm.He turned slowly, meeting her gaze. “I’m not leaving you behind, Isabelle.”She clenched her fists, stepping toward him. “Then why send me away? You say you want me safe, but leaving me behind feels like you’re abandoning me.”“I’m doing this because I love you,” Adrian replied, his voice harsh with frustration. “Deira will burn, and I need you to be somewhere safe.”“I can fight alongside you. I’m not helpless, Adrian.”A heavy silence settled between them. Adrian's expression softened, the storm in his eyes dissipating. “I cannot lose you again, Isabelle. I’ve l

  • The Devil From Deira   32

    "Long live the king!" The entire crowd shouted. Frederick and his wife were seated in a carriage, leading the procession around the village while receiving congratulations from the villagers. Adrian was at the forefront, accompanied by Spencer and the royal guard, while lost in his own thoughts. "Why?" Isabelle asked him. "Why should I leave? Is something wrong?" "Deira is not safe. Alastair and Indira will do anything to remove anyone in their way. Let us make up an excuse for you to leave. I already have a place in mind. It shall be prepared for you." "What you are saying is not clear. Are you asking me to run? To leave you behind?" She asked in disbelief. "Do I mean no help to you? Is it because I am always at home doing nothing? Do you really believe I cannot help you win this fight?" Tears dropped from her eyes. "Isabelle," he called softly as he wiped her tears. "This is for your safety. I do not wish for anything bad to happen but if it does, I would wish you were no

  • The Devil From Deira   31

    ***WARNING*** THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A NSFW SCENE***Three days after the physicians announced the distressing news of Augustus' condition, the royal family had sunk into sadness. They had remained alternately by the side of their fainting father. Isabelle had remained at Adrian's residence after checking on the king, and Nefertiti had not yet arrived.The ministers paid their last respects and prepared for Frederick's coronation.Adrian sat at his mother's grave, Isabelle at his side. He gently stroked her hair as she lay in his arms. He had a feeling that something big was about to happen in Deira. Something that would shake them all."What are you thinking about?" Isabelle asked as she rose. "What's troubling you?""Nothing," he lied."I thought we said we had no secrets," she pouted."Father is dying of an unknown illness and Frederick is showing the same symptoms," he sighed. "I cannot shake the suspicion that there's a connection."Isabelle sat up and hugged her husband affection

  • The Devil From Deira   30

    Five months went by in a flash. Adrian was the affectionate husband to Isabelle but a planner with Spencer. Isabelle was a professional at horse riding thanks to Louis and her swordsmanship improved too. King Augustus was down with an illness no one could identify. Lydia and Leopold's relationship was going steady and Louis was keeping his feelings in check. All seemed peaceful at Adrian's castle until a carriage rolled in. Adrian stood with Spencer at the entrance as the carriage came to a stop. Juno stepped out, a hand under her belly and a maid came out with her. She had an awfully big stomach for a five month pregnancy. Her face looked bloated and her once refined nose was flat and swollen. Lady Juno was gone, this was a woman pregnancy made ugly just as she is. "Prince Adrian," she bowed with a smile."Why are you here?" Spencer moved forward immediately. "What if your husband gets to know?""Why do I have to report my every move to my husband?" She snapped. Adrian wal

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