Kriss returned and delivered Zadicus message to him. It was night, His Majesty was about to go to sleep and gain some lull but Kriss came to see him in his room. “What is it, Kriss?” He asked, looking up from the book he was reading. “Father, Zadicus said to deliver his message.” He breathed out. “Kriss, you know, I forbid you to see-” His Majesty frowned and was about to scold him but he shut his eyes, speaking hurriedly. “I have connected my life source with him. If I die, he will awaken and raze his consecrated land.” He opened his eyes slowly to study his reaction, the book fell from his hand with utter dismay, standing up. “What?!” He almost yelled, running his hand in his hair out of distress, moving back in disbelief. “What was he talking about?” Kriss asked hesitantly as he had no idea “This has to be a sickening jocose. I have to halt his execution right now.” He ordered, panicking by thinking of the consequences if he died. “But, what is it?” Kriss asked again, co

A gasp of dread escaped her lips, not accepting the man before her as her Zadicus, his heart was consumed by malice. “W-What?” She stuttered, eyes widened, shaking badly in dismal. “Yes.”  His smirk grew intense, pressing his lower body over hers, trapping her against the wall. “Nothing in this world you stop from upbringing terror, this world perish into darkness with me.” He whispered, letting out a low husky laugh. The menace in his voice shattered her heart, her ability to think lost the composure. “Zadicus, please, no-”  She tried to plead with him but his grip tightened, amusement converting into sheer dominance.

The next morning, Felix and Ruth, having the duty to care for the food, were serving breakfast.“There you go.” Felix smiled, handing Ruth the food as she was setting it on the dining table.“Thanks, Felix.” She smiled back, setting things up and Leona was the first person to enter the room.Her mind had utterly forgotten about yesterday, yawning while running her hand in her hair. “Leona, call everyone for breakfast.” Ruth said, tugging her hair behind her ears, smiling at her.“Fine.” She muttered, blinking to regain her senses and leaving to call everyone and deliberately went to see Tristan for the end.So by the time he reaches there, the food turns cold and they both have to eat it. With a bored face, she walked closer, not interested in running her mood by talking to him in the morning.“Ay, Tristan.” She called but her steps halted when she saw Tristan and Jade.She was wearing Tristan’s shirt as they both walked out with his hand on her shoulder, talking, giggling with each

AzielKriss was losing his forbearance by the passing time, things were slipping out of his grasp and he was impotent to maintain his posture.“What should we do now? How are we going to find number 3?” Cassandra asked with a shrug when they were at the courtyard.“We need to keep a keen eye on him. He had concealed his identity enough.” Kriss’s strict voice came, earning a nervous glance from them.His rage was unfathomable for them to perceive, to find the most collected man in a state of pinch.“I can’t believe we had a traitor right under our nose and we couldn’t know.” He growled, curling his hands in a fist.They both took a step back instinctively, feeling the ire emitting from him and it emerged when he punched the wall nearby.“Dammit!” Growling, he imprinted a crack on the wall, fumes radiating from his aura as the rage blinded him. “His Highness, please, calm down.” They tried to make him understand but to no avail.“How can I? Everything is at stake, we are losing terri

At night, Logan and Cassandra were clenching and unclenching their hands out of distress, praying they wouldn't mess things up. “Let’s do this, Logan. We have to prove our worth.” Cassandra’s encouraging voice came. Curling her hands in a fist, resolves glistening in their eyes to not falter and show their abilities. “You are right, we must maintain our position. Our pride.” He nodded back. They were thrilled to no extent, delighted to have such an important mission on their first time, willing to devote themselves to it. “Yeah, I want to be considered on the same level.” She agreed, excited for the edge of the job and bringing good news. “You are. It’s your fault for considering yourself inferior.” Tabit’s dead tone came from behind, staggering them. “What?!” They whisper-yelled, not expecting it. The idea of equal position made their hearts race in anticipation. Tinting their cheeks in pride. “You are a title holder now. Years of experience means nothing. You are on the sa