Chapter Seventy: His perspective

Tate GlassglowIt's been weeks since I last saw her. After Lyanna used her blue flame to close realms, I stayed back here on hell as its ruler. Once the last dragon slayer- the last wielder of the blue flame returns to the human realm, the war continued subsided. There will always be another reason to start wars but the fairies are leaderless, the dragons are almost extinct, the witches lost the one thing to fight for- the blue flame and the wolves had gotten their revenge on the fairies. Everything is peaceful for now. The demons are back to hell. We have no intention of joining the mess up in their realm. I'll let them deal with it, after all, souls are what we need not hierarchy. Souls are what nourish us. I miss her. I miss Lyanna so bad. A fellow demon asked me, "My lord, aren't you getting rid of that remaining huma

Chapter Seventy One: Of colors and paint

Lyanna Stuart Violet eyes and silver hair. Broad smile and sharp jaw, I turned around and saw him. I saw Arthur and just like a magic trick, I began to remember everything. I remembered Arthut. I remembered how we met, how we were happy together, how I killed him and how I met hims again. I... remembered how much I love him. I was tearing up but I was smiling from ear to ear. One step at a time, I moved my trembling feet and soon, I sprinted up to hug him tightly. I was crying so much but Arthur hugged me, he lifted me up the ground and he said, "Hey there little lady, I missed you." "Art, I missed you too!" I said then I let go even though I was still crying, I asked, "What- Why are you here? You can't be here. This is the human realm... right? How are you here?" Arthur glanced at the horizon as if someon was there, then he averted his g

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Chapter Seventy: His perspective

Chapter Seventy One: Of colors and paint