บททั้งหมดของ The Beginning : บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Louis VI answered first this time. Enraged. “You are aware King Louis I died over two hundred years ago?” “Your Majesty am well aware of that fact! Do you think me daft?” I said in my most fake most offended voice. “Your majesties, I’m going to make this very simple for you. I will even allow you to choose your fates.” I smiled sweetly at both of them. “What are our choices, your majesty?.” Henry asked. “Why King Henry, you seem to be more reasonable than King Louis. So I will allow you to choose first. Your options are, one you can hand your kingdom over to me peacefully. I will guarantee that you and your family will still live a comfortable life in luxury. The marriage prospects for your children will be most excellent. But if you refuse option one. Then you leave me with no choice than to go with option two. Which in truth is a bit more drastic. I will take your kingdom from you by force; make you watch as I murder your wife and children in front of you. Then my army” my arms outs

I was so preoccupied with figuring out a way to free Amon, I almost forgot that I had a meeting with Conrad II. Adrian was already in the other realm waiting on me. “Adrian, is the emperor pliable? Will this go smooth or will I have to force his hand too?” “He’s uh going to need a little push from you.” Groaning inwardly, I had another Fallen. Amon needed me to free him. “Maybe you should have sent the angels for this one Little Goddess.” Landing softly behind the emperor, in all my finery, the Iron crown still sitting atop my head. Walking right past him and into the arms of Adrian. Knowing the emperor was watching my every move. Kissing Adrian passionately, I shamelessly moaned before ending our kiss. I turned around, giving the emperor my undivided attention. Adrian’s hand resting possessively on my left hip. “Your majesty.” I did a small curtsy, “thank you for coming on such short notice. As you probably already heard the kings of upper and lower France will finally reunite.” “Ye

Each time I will kill you in a new, more painful way. I will leave your soul in hell longer each time.” Tears streamed down his face, he began sobbing he hugged my ankles begging me not to return him to hell. “Please. Please. Please don’t send me back there. I’ll do whatever you want. You can have the throne.” Freeing my legs from his grasp, “Good, You will also claim your bastard children and provide them with a good home. When they are old enough, you will arrange them proper marriages.” “Yes, Yes I will do all of it. Just please don't send me back.” “My lord, if you wish to never return to hell. I suggest you start to live the way the Father and the Mother have intended for you.” Looking at Adrian, “notify me once everything is ready." Adrian picked up a pathetic looking Conrad, from the floor. " Take him back to Rome to ready the arrangements for the ceremony of abdicating his throne. Oh, and Adrian take the rest of the fallen with you. " As they left, I called Morgan. "Morgan,

Dragon fire engulfed me. Threw the fire Astaroth stood before me cackling. I caught his sword before it could make contact with my stomach. Snapping his sword in half, I drove the hilt into his gut; knocking the wind out of him. Absorbing the dragon fire, I manipulated the flame to encircle the beast who blew it. The wall grew higher, burning hotter. With each blow against the wall, the circle shrunk burning the scales off the dragon. "If you care for your pet I suggest you yield cousin." The dragon screeched in pain behind me. "If you haven't figured it out by now, no angel can do what I can." "Release my dragon." "I'll release your pet when you break a contract for me." Hard male features turned soft and feminine. Her dark skin changed to fair, dark eyes turned to sky blue. Dark hair replaced by blonde long flowing locks. This time when she spoke gone was the deep masculine voice to be replaced by a soft voice almost as if every word she spoken was a song. "I have many cousins and

Screaming out, “I can’t release him until the contract is fulfilled. Please release my son.” “Who do the souls of the damned go to?” Astarte reluctantly spoke barely above a whisper. “They go to my father.” What would her father want with the souls? The souls were supposed to go either to The Veil or Hell. Did my father know what his brother was up to? “It's your father's contract, not your?” Astarte nodded her head. “Fine, I will fulfill the contract obligations. Once this is done Amon is mine and released from any other debt.” “You're going to kill all those humans for an angel that fell from grace?” “No, I’m not going to kill the humans. I’m simply going to release their souls from their vessels.” “How do you plan to do this?” She asked me skeptically? I chuckled “I’m a real goddess step back.” “What of my child?” “Once Amon is with me will I release him. Again please step back.” As she obeyed my orders I began to sing my siren song, within moments the army of King Alfonso appe