Seven

M O N G R E L

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The day wasn't a peaceful one for the Lord Demetrius as the faded memories of his beloved were floating right in front of him. 

"She is not my beloved, Andrew. Allison is dead!" Demetrius replied, looking at Arianna who was sleeping peacefully in his bed.

"But-" before Andrew could continue, "Her family must be searching for her, I need you to inform them that the girl is safe and will be coming to Elamite as soon as possible." Demetrius ordered. 

"Yes Sire." Replied Andrew without stretching the topic of his beloved as he knew the wounds weren't healed yet.

At night, when Demetrius sat in the chair placed next to the window, he looked outside to see the beautiful silver lining of clouds as the flashes of light came out of the clouds. 

When a ripple of thunder echoed in the sky, it woke Arianna up as she always had the fear of thunderstorms. She