Chapter 111

Stefan Malfoy.

"You're just one pathetic soul, you know that right, Lucinda?? Huh??" I cursed as I held her throat firmly. "You think that impostor, that weakling would come to save you??" I scoffed as I laughed really hard, looking at her eyes filled with tears.

"If you keep wishing for him to come and save you, then I'm sorry because that is more like a death wish because we have won already. Look at Least, in few days time, his son, Alaric would sit on that throne and the moment he sits there, they will become so much powerful that your do called Mr. Romeo won't even have the chance to come save you." I cursed again.

Right now I was happy. Probably they were all mourning me and giving me the last respect of being a hood friend and serving wholeheartedly.

"You have been in a coma for a whole month!! Goshh!! A wasted month but now, hete you are. My victory secured me some few maids and guards, so you better don't think of anything stupid because even before you try making any nonse