The moment Angela broke in with the other angels, Vanora's eyes followed her. She wanted to look away, but she could not. A surge of hateful emotions suddenly coursed through her veins. Her breathing turned ragged. Every muscle fibre in her screamed to attack. So, although she had her eyes on the fight, she paid no attention to it.
/Not again./ Vanora fought for control over her body. The internal fight to keep her sanity was so intense that she unknowingly dug her nails into Vlad's arms. It went in deep enough to draw blood.
/Are you thinking of letting her go? Of running away?/ A deep voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard suddenly resounded clearly in her head.
Vanora paled in shock. That was far from the voice she expected to hear in her head.
The voice cackled in the same way it did when it first communicated with Vanora.
/Surprised? Demons don't have a weak thing like trust. See what would have happene
[Here~ Don't worry! His powers can't affect me since I'm only bounded to you and not a part of you! Vlad's power technically sucked a part of your life force away, but it won't affect you since it wasn't exactly yours at the same time!]Her tense muscles relaxed as she sighed in relief. BaoBao had just returned. She did not know what she would do or how she would feel if she lost BaoBao in such a careless way."Vanora? You okay?" Vlad noticed how weary she looked."Mm." She nodded. "Thanks for helping me. Again."/There she goes again.../ "There's no need for thanks, the demon lord Vlad is at your service. You really should make use of me more. You really don't know how much power is at your hands, do you?" He grinned cheekily.
After they settled down, Vlad did not want to keep up the friendliness. He believed that there was no need to maintain any relations since they could survive well on their own. Vanora believed otherwise. She did not want to be hostile, then disliked, only to have trouble come knocking at their door. Her go-to plan was to be as boring as possible. One day, they should be forgotten. However, she forgot to account for Vlad's effect. Visits to their house never stopped. All of which were young and old women. They bore gifts with the excuse that it was to welcome them and help them tide over tough times. However, Vanora knew better. Although she was always the one who received them, they insistently asked for Vlad, so that they could give him their well wishes too. Not to mention her ability to hear their little gossips. While Vanora could not care les
Vlad came back out and found Vanora in the kitchen outside their house.His arms circled around her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder. "Want to share what was making you so gloomy?"Vanora thought for awhile before revealing more about her past to him. "I AM the demon that they said looked similar to me. I'm responsible for the boy's crippled arm and their current state." She confessed, while cooking food for the children."That's it?""That's it? I'm the reason for their current state. It's because of ME." She paused cooking to look at him incredulously."Well... Do you remember how I praised you when I first met you? Anyone else would have eaten them up in no time, but you only broke his arm. That's a magnificent feat you've achieved."However, Vanora's guilt-ridden expression stayed the same. So, Vlad continued. "I'm sure they'll feel your sincerity through your actions. Just dedicate yourself to
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the forest outside, Vlad held onto Vanora tightly. The moment he saw the bangles, he instantly knew they were bad news. So, he teleported themselves out of the house, no longer caring about the farce they were supposed to keep up. However, it was still not fast enough."No, no, no, no, no. Stay with me, stay with me!" His eyes opened wide in fear. Tears filled his eyes as one hand cradled her face tenderly.Vanora's body glowed dimly with white sparkles that occasionally left her body and disappeared into nothing. Each time it did, the edges of her body faded away, like she was an elusive painting being erased.Vanora gritted her teeth hard to tolerate the burning sensation. "Vlad...!"Vlad could hear her fear and sadness in her strained voice. Hardening his heart and holding back his tears, he hushed her and stroked her head. "Hold on, I'll make you feel better soon. What you're going through now is the obliteration of your s
After experiencing pain like never before, Luna suddenly found herself back in the dark space with BaoBao. She really wanted to find out the reason for that torturous experience, but she was still reeling from the pain, so she could only glare at BaoBao who was floating in front of her.BaoBao immediately explained himself with tears in his eyes. "Luna! I'm sorry, I had to do it! I felt a tremor in our bond so I checked back on you only to see that you were being consumed by Vlad! That can't happen! Your soul being obliterated such that it can never be reincarnated in that world did not matter but Vlad cannot absorb your soul into his! You would have went rogue and lost. I had to activate the emergency evacuation which is always kept as the last resort because it endangers your soul and I know it causes great pain! I had no other choice!"BaoBao was also still reeling from the shock he received since he was met with such a dangerous situation when he believed tha
Luna opened her eyes, but everything was a blur. No matter how many times she blinked, her vision did not clear up. /Am I shortsighted in this world? Do I need my glasses?/When she tried to move her body to look for her glasses, she finally became aware of how odd her body in this world felt. She was so weak that she could not turn or flip her body. Her arms and legs were of no help. After struggling for quite a while, she finally thought to bring her arms up to her face to inspect what could possibly be wrong with her. To her surprise, she found that her arms and hands were very small and chubby./BaoBao! BaoBao!/When there was no response, her heart beat quickened and she felt herself getting flushed./Bao-!/[I'm back!! Sorry that I disappeared for a while! I tried to negotiate for you but as you can see... It was not successful... You got sent into a punishment world...]/As much as
Over the years, Eva found herself incredibly pampered beyond reason. Her parents fed her very well and never expected her to do anything. In fact, they dissuaded her from doing anything at all, saying that it was not needed.She could not understand why she was worth all the pampering, especially since she could not add much value to her family's profession as compared to her sister. Nonetheless, she copied how her family trained their bodies. They had routine physical exercises and intentionally did more of the heavy work in the estate. Although this meant that her fitness would never catch up with her family's, she had no other choice. She had no privacy to herself in this life. She could not afford to practice her martial arts, personalise a training regime for herself, or suddenly know how to read or write. So, she could not break the image of a helpless little girl.Once every few months, her parents carried out an assassination, leaving Briana behind with Eva. Howe
Another year passed. Everyday, they went through the same routine.In the morning, Briana and Eva cleaned the house, while Esmerelda studied. Esmeralda was home schooled. Different tutors came on different days to teach her whatever that was befitting of her status such as languages and the arts. She also learnt the basics that would be needed to support a husband's work and to manage the household, such as mathematics and accounting.After their masters had their lunch, Briana and Eva had theirs.During Esmerelda's teatime, which came after their lunch, they studied with Esmeralda. Her afternoon was usually kept free to attend tea parties or gatherings to build or maintain relationships with other families. Whenever there were no events, Esmerelda took out her old materials that her parents kept for keepsake to remember their daughter's growth by, and used it for Briana's and Eva's learning.After that, they returned to their work, then headed home for a