The soldiers return from their long and harsh journey after making a trade of their comrade with a pain in their chest.They won but what happened at the end evoked repulsion in their hearts for Zadicus for being so insensitive.All of the leaders remained silent on their way, hanging their heads low in their own dejection.Azen was pitying the once notorious, deeply connected couple along with mourning Alaiya's death.Randall and Zen were woeful after seeing Trstan like this, knowing he must be among the kill-on-sight criminal list.Kriss was thinking about Persephone, his heart filling with distress."Remember everyone. As I commanded, none of us will disclose this matter, understood?" Kriss ordered before they bring back their victory to Aziel."And even if a single rumor gets out, I will know who did it and that person will pay dearly. Do I make myself clear?" He asked dominantly, eyes devoid from his usual; gentleness at the moment."Yes, His Highness." They bowed, accepting it a
Kriss called in his supreme voice, motioning to open the gates. Entering the survivors of Tristan's attacks came. They were sub unit leaders but now it's their heavy promotion for good performance in the war. "The special unit member; Logan James." Randall said as he was suggested to fill the place upon mutual voting. "And the 50th sub unit Leader, Cassandra Rue." Kriss called, the only selected on his personal choice. As the in-charge of the war, he noticed her admirable performance. "This is an honor for us, Your Majesty." Cassandra said as they both bowed before him. "I see. I trust your choices. Get up." His Majesty ordered, motioning to them to rise. "Have you chosen a title yet?" His Majesty asked. "Do we have to choose a title on our own?" Logan asked, arching a brow. "Yes. We have all been through that and it's also your duty to spread your name in a year. If you fail to maintain it, you will be ripped from this position." Vera told them. "We understand." Cassandra no
Back to Persephone and Zadicus. After Kriss’ army left, they were left alone and she continued to glare at him constantly with rage building in her chest. Seeing his state overflowing her chest in dismal, the thought that her Zadicus changed so much shattered her heart. “I won’t forgive you.” She hissed, grabbing her thing but hissed in pain by the broken bone and shoulder. “I am not asking for it anyways.” He muttered, taking a step closer, offering to take her bag. Her shoulder was always in pain so she threw it at him but he caught it swiftly. “Treat your wounds first.” He said coming closer but she moved back. “I don’t even want to stay in your vicinity.” She hissed but he stood unaffected and she walked to Tristan. “Is there any medic?” She asked, looking around the battlefield where only enemies' bodies lay. Because Kriss took the bodies of his soldiers back to provide them a proper burial. “Yes. I will show you.” Daphne came out of nowhere before her, motioning her to
After a long walk, they reached the castle, their hideout.Everyone was skeptical about keeping Persephone here as if she left, she could spread the news of it but only if she managed to escape their trap.She had nowhere to go, she was utterly stuck here, with him.“Here we are.” Zadicus enunciated, glancing over his shoulder to her.She checked the majestic castle before her with a devil statue at the entrance, showing dark and gothic themes.It looked deadly by its existence and architecture.“So that’s Pure Menace.” Persephone hummed, holding her chin, scanning the castle.“Welcome to my domain.” He said, moving his hand out and the gates opened, showing unbreakable barriers.Everyone left on their way, leaving Zadicus and the Gray Demise. “Before we enter.” Persephone was about to take a step inside but Zadicus stopped her.“What?” She asked, furrowing her eyebrows but he motioned Jade who attached a fetter to her one ankle but it had no chain. Only a lock around her left ankle
Trembling by the assertiveness of his words, her eyes widened in disbelief, moving back.“You will regret it.” She growled, curling her hands in a tight fist.Refusing to believe the man before her is the same person she called her lover.“I know I won’t. Your imprisonment in my arena is a dark desire.” When his deep voice expressed his desire, she felt appalled.“Zadicus.” Murmuring his name, she moved back but grabbed the chain on her ankle.“Ah, don’t.” He warned. He pulled her back, placing her under him, securing his hand across from her, indulging in her powerlessness.“Don’t you dare-” He cut her off seductively.“Ah, dear, Be careful of your words. They will determine your consequences so you better use them wisely.” He warned.“I cannot believe it’s you.” She whispered, disappointment glistening in her eyes.“Me too.” He whispered back, traveling his eyes from her desirable lip to her body and back to her flickering eyes.“You are not the man I loved.” She whispered, repulse
With a snarl, he pulled her to his level, locking his fingers in her locks, staring ferociously in her eyes.“You shouldn’t have called me this.” He whispered huskily, securing her in place to move with his rhythm and lose herself in him.“That's who you are.” She glared dead into his eyes but it couldn’t remain long when his hand slid under her shirt, sensing her quivers.His cold fingers moved over her skin, noticing her convulsions rushed in her veins by his touch, driving her mindless by his caressing.“D-Don’t.” She moaned, averting her gaze but he forced her to maintain eye contact.“Look into my eyes and feel it, Persephone.” He growled, turning his grip rigid on her, aware of the magic his fingers held on her skin.“Witness how you cannot deny my touch.” He continued, moving his finger to her back, back to the side of her body, imprinting his sensation on her skin.“How low.. You intend to fall?” She asked breathlessly, narrowing her eyes in dejection, unable to cope with the
Meanwhile when Zadicus and Persephone were in the room, others were present at the grand hall, minding their own business. Tristan was lying on a couch. Leona sat at its further corner as he put his leg over her laps. She frowned at his action to which he winked in return but ignoring it, she leaned back and asked. “What’s My Liege’s obsession with her anyways?” Leona asked, bewildered after seeing Zadicus’s mien towards Persephone. “You cannot fathom her worth in his perspective, Leona.” He sighed, his head on the armrest, one arm covering his face. “Still, Tristan. What is so great about that woman?” She whined, she wanted to perceive the reasoning. “Let’s consider her the peak of his gaze.” He hummed, closing his eyes, trying to sleep but it’s not possible in her presence. “Exactly. Why?” She said, slapping his foot away. “Stop asking the same question, woman. You are pissing me off now.” He growled, sitting up, glaring at her to leave and not bother him. “I am just curiou
“You should know by now, it’s an everyday ordeal.” He chuckled.Pulling her closer, smirking at her aesthetic features when they continued their walk.“Yeah…” She hummed.“So, you used to work for Juniper, right?” He asked as they walked down the garden.“Yeah.” She nodded.“When is she going back?” He asked as Juniper was not from Fier, she was from another continent and an illegal immigrant.“I don’t know. Her Highness granted her a few years.” She shrugged casually, Juniper was on recreation until she was called back.“I see. And you? Will you stay?” He asked the main question, worried she might not go back to her homeland.“I don’t think I have anywhere else to go anyways.” She said vaguely, scanning the exquisite garden with a feeble smile over her lips, indulging in the alone time she gained with him.“Glad to know.” He spoke to himself.“What?” She asked in confusion, unable to hear what he said.“Nothing.” He smiled, turning to her, taking her hand in his to feel the perfectio
~Leaving this corrupted tale behind like a chapter in the past…~ Knocking, he took a deep breath, the sensations he once used to feel for her no longer existed, replaced with a delight to find his most cherished people binding in a sacred bond. “Persephone.” Kriss called, opening the door slowly to find Persephone an exquisite princess gown with a veil over her head. She had tears of felicity in her eyes which she wiped quickly and grinned at him, “Kriss?” Kriss returned a kind smile, taking a step towards her, standing before as his eyes contemplated her form, she looked like a princess who was about to end her fairytale. “You look angelic.” Kriss whispered sincerely, stopping at her eyes, felicitous for both Persephone and Zadicus. “Thank you.” She mumbled sheepishly, not used to fancy dresses and gowns but for her special day, she wore the most beautiful floor length lace gown, embroidered heavily. “Zadicus is dying to see you. He is so lucky to have the one he loves. No
While they went to take care of the guest, everyone else was lost in their own world and matters. Waiting for the final moment delightfully. Amid them, Tabit noticed Vera coming with her two years old adopted daughter. Vera wanted to give her life a meaning and adopted a girl from the orphanage. “Hey. How’s Ava doing?” Tabit asked, waving sweetly at Ava. Tabit had changed entirely, the deadness in her tone had faded, the seriousness in her eyes no longer existed, she had become a jovial person. “Good.” Vera smiled, patting her daughter’s head, considering her new meaning of life, offering her everything to this kid now. “Ava, Say hi.” Vera whispered, “Hello.” She greeted sweetly, bowing out of respect. “Hey, sweetie.” Tabit greeted, patting her head and noticing her happiness, Vera asked about her wellbeing, “What about you, Tabit?” “I am doing great. Actually better than I could ever be.” Tabit grinned, straightening her back to turn to Vera and talk to her. “Glad to hear
6 Months Later. Things were finally coming to their nonchalance, everyone was learning the ways of this new world gradually, everyone was accepting their lives- reviving the dead economy of Fier. And after a devilishly long time, the time to make a promise Zadicus made to Persephone had come, the day where their souls would connect eternally had finally come. Their wedding. In a three piece white suit, having an expensive brooch on the label. Hairs combed perfectly behind followed by a clean and trimmed beard unlike before. Clearing his throat, Zadicus looked at himself, checking himself to see whether he looks fine or not and smiled, remembering his Father in this auspicious event. “Finally, this day has come, Father.” Zadicus breathed out, looking out from the window of the grand house he once called his home, smiling beautifully. Following his Father’s steps, he had devoted his life to knowledge and education, he would lead a new generation through his powers and knowledg
After Tristan left, they all exhaled in sadness, turning to each other. “Tristan left too now. First Juniper and Ahlum and now him.” Vera whispered, not liking there were reducing in numbers but at least no one was dead.“I am going home.” Kriss said sadly, not wanting to talk about it anymore, ever since Juniper left, Kriss was totally depressed, he didn’t want to talk with her anymore.“I will check-” Persephone was about to speak but Zadicus stopped her.“Don’t check up on him. He needed to be alone. You guys go. I need to take Persephone somewhere too.” Zadicus said, taking Persephone’s hand.“Where?” She asked but he began to drag her away with him as quickly as he could, leaving everyone bewildered at his rush to take Persephone somewhere they didn’t know about.“Just come. We are already late.” Zadicus said, panting heavily while they were running down the forest, hands tightly locked together so no power of this world could part it. “Zadicus?” Persephone asked, worried at hi
Time passed in a blink of an eye, it had been a month, most of the damage was recovering gradually. Obviously the loss of lives couldn’t be recovered but people were trying to save whatever is left.Everyone was back to their position, to their duties. Many people died so everyone joined in to help. Continuing the family’s work, Zadicus left all violence behind and chose knowledge.He became the education minister, continuing what belonged to his family. Tademono's lineage had always been scholars and he would continue it with Daphne as his assistant. Sir Lark lost his life so Ruth pinched in to handle the country’s security. Of course they would have to work hard to gain acceptance but they did.“I am placing all my faith in you guys. Do not disappoint me. I have already lost too many people and you guys are the saviors.” His Majesty sighed but he truly had no choice but to have their help due to the crisis.“Rest assured, My Lord, we will devote ourselves. You can trust my people
Smiling, Kriss didn't wait for a second and pulled her into a passionate kiss, moving his fingers to her hairs, locking them perfectly to gain access to her lips so he could kiss them with all his endearment.Juniper was taken aback for a second but melted into his pure affection, closing her eyes, pulling his shirt as she kissed him back, moving her lips in unbreakable sync with his.They both smiled, kissing each other passionately. Juniper was slightly sloppy while Kriss’ talented lips gave her a whole new sensation of euphoria. Chuckling huskily, Kriss pulled away, holding Juniper possessively, “Be mine.” He pleaded, losing his breaths, having one desire left in his heart. But it wiped her felicity, replacing it with the apprehension of what she ended up doing in spur of emotions. “I can’t.” She whispered, horrified, realizing she ended up being manipulated by feelings.“Why not? You love me, I love you, I am willing to do everything.” Kriss asked, laughing nervously to wonder
Since Juniper was injured badly, she took a prolonged period to recover from that injury. She was sleeping peacefully until she felt long nails running down softly.Opening her eyes slowly by the foreign feeling, she saw Ahlum was no longer there with her but Delora was.She gasped instantly out of fear, unable to move while she was stroking her hairs.“How are you, Juniper?” Delora’s seductive tone came, caressing her sister slowly. “Fine.” She gulped, alarmed in her presence but her body was not ready to move and judging Ahlum’s disappearance, Delora must have taken her back to Yizar.“You guys did great. I knew he could do this. Zadicus had this potential in him.” Delora whispered sincerely, pulling her hand away, tracing her finger down to Juniper’s scar on her back, ruining her beautiful sister’s skin- according to her.“Are you here… to kill me?” Juniper asked hesitantly, swallowing hard in dread to wonder what she wanted from her.“You had enough adventure. I cannot risk your
“Finally the old man is retiring.” Vera chuckled, shaking her head to see Azen finally giving up on his position as the leader of Red Rain.“Yeah…” Tabit and Vera smiled at the adorable scene before them, looking at the elderly couple made them have faith in love. Their love had been the same for years. Rose is Azen’s lifeline. “Boss, we found someone from the assassin’s camp.” Since Tabit had become the leader of Red Rain, her responsibilities were enhanced. Sighing, she grinned, waving at all of them and left to see. Being from the camp too, she knew what could save a lost soul.Before Tabit, a thirteen year old kid was there who had no hopes of living just like her. She won’t ruin another life. I won’t do what Azen did. They are kids after all. Tabit thought compassionately. Taking a deep breath, she bent on her knees, holding her hand out to the kind who was unknown to kindness.“Hey, I am Tabit. Nice to meet you.” Tabit said happily, giving a sudden spark to the child befor
Sunlight penetrated through the curtains, falling on the face of a handsome man, covered in bandages, sleeping on the king-sized bed, waking him up from the deep but peaceful slumber of his.Opening his eyes slowly, his eyes fell upon a beautiful lady who opened the curtains to allow his skin to absorb some sunshine. Turning her head, she returned a sweet smile, whispering with a most loving tone of hers, “Hey…” Blinking, he regained his senses, clearing his vision from the light and noticing his beloved sitting next to him on the bed.“Persephone?” He called, blinking a few times before gaining his ability to see properly.“How are you feeling, Zadicus?” Humming, Persephone ran her fingers down his soft raven locks while holding his hand with her other hand, caressing him like a cherished possession.“Isn’t it... Your room?” He asked vaguely, sitting up, groaning in pain from the fight, looking around to find himself in the room he never thought would come again, finding himself o