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Two days had passed since Glovia and Stev had eloped. They were the best days of Glovia's life.Glovia has never felt so loved, that all she wished for was to be stuck with the one who loved her for life. She saw another side to Stev, a side that he hardly showcased. She was also happy that she would be the only one who ever saw it.It was the early hours of the day. Glovia woke up to the loud chirping of birds around her home. She smiled, as she slowly rose from the bed. She turned to her side and saw Stev still fast asleep. She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips, causing him to slowly open his eyes."Good morning." He said groggily, though a smile graced his face."Good morning." She whispered. "How was your night?""Great." He grinned, leaning up to kiss her. He let their lips dance together for a while, freely expressing his love for her through his kiss. Glovia slowly melted, falling into it. When they were about to lose their breath, they eased back, and Glovia place
PART TWOTwo hundred years later...Luther woke up from his long night of rest. He slowly rose from his lying position and stretched his arm, yawning widely. He was now the king of the Enu realm; had been for quite some time. His father died a hundred years ago, automatically passing the mantle unto him. For some reason, before he died he was hesitant to give Luther his crown, but fate had other plans.He slowly stood from his bed, adorned in only silk robes. He had a wild night to himself, lost in the ecstasy of his wine, and in preparation for what was to happen in the next few days;His sacrifice.One had to wonder about the source of his immortality. It was something be came across by luck. It all happened when he was going on a journey across realms. Just a few weeks after killing his brother Stev, he decided to take a few weeks off to rid his mind of the image of Glovia stabbing herself. He headed straight for the Zruch realm because he had a mild interest in their use of magic
Gianna didn't know when exactly her life took a turn for the worst. Growing up in the lower level of the Enu realm, she had to fight her way through most situations, just so she could survive. Though she didn't like it, it was the only life she had ever known. Most of the people of the lower realm did jobs that were lower than animals. But in other to survive, they had no choice but to do it. A few of them had been able to make it out of the lower level to the middle level, and even some rare ones land in the upper level. Stories like that though, to the remaining people left in the lower level, were all myths. They'd rather continue at what they do than delude themselves that any of them would ever be able to make it out of that place. Gianna on the other hand held unto that hope. Though she didn't express it as much as she wished, she had always believed that one day, she would leave the lower level.She worked hard, saving whatever little she could to ensure that one day she would
Gianna's eyes widened in surprise. The last thing she expected was to be given a job in the castle of the supreme lord, and as his servant at that."My Lord," she exclaimed, speechless. "I know you are surprised, but something tells me you would do a good job." Luther declared. He watched her closely, studying her expression.Gianna couldn't help but hesitate. She didn't know why he suddenly wanted her to work for him, and even if it was for a good reason, she had no training whatsoever when it came to the castle."My Lord, I have no training to work for you. I am so beneath you to even stand next to you.""And I have decided to elevate your status." Luther cut in. Gianna simply started at him, curiosity and shock shining through her eyes. "I advise you to make up your mind quickly. I do not have time to spare."Gianna thought fast, going through all the pros and cons of this agreement. Was it fair for her not to die along with her husband? But then also, wouldn't that make his death
Weeks had passed since Gianna started working for Lord Luther. For some strange reason, she found that ever since the day he had commanded her not to step out of his room, he had become much more beautiful. That had to be impossible because one couldn’t get that handsome overnight.She remembered the rumours she heard about him while she was still in her husband's house. Lord Luther was rumoured to have been practising black magic arts. Gianna never knew that there was another form of magic called black magic, and it was understandable as the lower level of the realm lacked serious information about many things.She learnt that there was a realm outside of theirs that practised only black magic. Some people speculated that he must have gone to the realm, and perhaps must have learnt a few of their tricks which caused him to be the most powerful in his realm.The more Gianna stayed with Luther though, the more she found it hard to believe that Luther was that type of man. Yes, he could
"Go ahead then. Dress up first, then return. Let me take a good look at you before you leave."Happily, Gianna bowed her head and then walked out of the bathroom, heading straight to the small chest that Luther gave her, which held all the gifts he had bought for her. She brought out a light green gown, which matched the colour of the forest, and quickly put it on, making sure that her wings had carefully passed through the slit at the back. When she was done, she took out a small mirror and looked at herself. Smiling, she gave herself a curt nod and then returned to the bathroom.She found Luther resting his head atop the tiled floor, with the rest of his body still immersed inside the water."My Lord," she called out. "I have returned."Luther slowly opened his eyes, and then turned to look at her. He stared at her intensely, causing colour to rise to her cheeks. "My Lord, do I look okay?" Of course, she looked okay, Luther thought. She looked too okay. His possessive nature had o
Gianna returned to prince Luther's chambers. The discussion she overhead had left her with more questions, and they had dampened her mood toward exploring the realm. If what those women discussed were true, then she would have to do something about it. It wasn't that she didn't admire Lord Luther– which she did, extremely– but that she didn't see herself in any other form of relationship with him except Master and servant. She had just lost her husband not too long ago, and thinking about any other man would almost feel like she was cheating on him.She stood in front of Lord Luther's chambers. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the doors and walked inside. She found lord Luther laying on his bed elegantly, his head resting atop his raised arm as he slowly went through scrolls.He looked up at her as she entered, sat up, and then folded the scroll he was reading."You returned early."She bowed to him in greeting. "Thank you so much again. I had a nice time."Luther nodded his he
Gianna placed her hands over her tummy, gently caressing it. If she was pregnant, then she had a very big problem. Lord Luther must never find out. She didn't know what he would do to her if he found out that she carried a child for a man he doesn't know about. But then again, she thought, it's not as if she could hide the pregnancy forever. A time would come, and she would have no choice but to tell him the truth.She sighed, getting up from the floor. She would have to start preparing for that situation then. But as of now, she couldn't tell him anything. Gianna walked back to the chamber and went straight to her bed. She laid down on it, deep in thoughts. It was times like this that made her wish she had a female friend. She had a few she could call friends back when Micheal was still alive, but when her husband's business began to go down in ruins, so many of them didn't want to associate with her. She was exceptionally sad about that, but then, there was nothing she could do.Sh
The piercing scream of Luther's wife filled the air, but no one paid any attention to her. All their attention laid on Gwen, the woman who had just rescued them from the millennial reign of a mad man."What are you doing?" Tyron boomed out of nowhere. "Bow to your new leader!"Gwen turned to look at him, frowning. "What are you doing?" She whispered. "You killed the Supreme Lord of the Enu realm. You are now the new supreme lord." He said simply, shrugging.She frowned, and just as she was about to say something, Luther's wife boomed."You can't be the new leader. Not when my sons are still alive.""Your sons are barely alive," Tyron said, snickering. "Weren't you listening while I was talking? He—" he said, pointing to Luther's corpse. "Used their blood to improve his youth. Whatever he did wasn't working for him anymore, and so he turned to his own blood. Haven't you noticed something wrong with your children? Yourself even?""No!" She exclaimed, shaking her head vigorously. "You'
Gwen stepped back a bit, staring at Luther in shock."No," She whispered. Slowly, luther turned fully around, a disappointed look on his face. "This was a special day for us, why did you have to destroy it?"She swallowed, trying hard to be bold. "As I said earlier, I'd rather die than be married to you.""But I can't let that happen. And because if this foolish mistake of yours, your friends will suffer immensely."Immediately, Gwen summoned dark flames, her stance in attack mode. " I will fight you with everything I have."Luther sighed, then raised his fingers towards her. But nothing happened. Frowning, luther stared at his hands, abs Gwen stared st him, wondering what was happening. Immediately he swivels around, trying to hide himself from her, but it was too late. She already knew what happened. Her attack had worked after all. Not just in the way she expected. "You can't use your powers," she said staring at his back. "Can you?"Angrily he turned back to her, his face eer
Gwen and Luther finally reached the throne. Though the woman didn’t say anything, Gwen could still much feel the scorching stare of Luther’s wife on her back. She gulped, trying to calm her nerves down. By the time she was done with her plan, anger might be the last thing the woman would feel. “I hold the supreme power in this land.” Luther began. “Therefore, it is only right that i officiate a powerful wedding such as this. You are lucky,” he said, this time whispering to her. “I never did this for my first wedding.” She gritted her teeth, imagining ways by which she could kill him. She didn’t want to marry him. It was the last thing on her mind. The plan she had imagined only required them to go so far, but she never knew that they would wed in front of everyone. If she wanted to defeat this man, she had to do so immediately, and fast. Luther turned around, urging Gwen to do the same. He ran his hand gently across her back, causing cold shivers to crawl up her skin. “People of th
An hour passed. The maids were done. They left the room a few minutes ago to report to the man who had hired them.Gwen stared at herself in the mirror, feeling a bit weird for he vision looking back at her.She was beautiful, no doubt, but the image wasn't what caught her attention. It was the dim light that shone from her eyes.She knew the action she was about to take. Should she fail, that would spell a fate worse than death for her. "Gwen," Sheryl said, coming up from behind her.""I am fine." Gwen answered, sighing. She looked at Tyron through the mirror. He stood at the far corner of the room, his face etched deeply in a frown, with a thick air of misery surrounding him."This is what I have to do. The fate of the realms depends on it," she said.Tyron sighed, then furiously dragged his hands through his hair."I understand, of course I understand. But why does it have to be you?"Gwen frowned slightly, cocking her head. "What do you mean?""I do not want you anywhere near that
"How many times will I tell you to stop playing with your life?" Luther asked coldly, causing Gwen to grin."Wow, if I never knew how much I meant yo you before, I do now. It really does seem like inam your weakness."Luther sighed, dragging his hands through his hair. "I will let you all leave quietly, but that shouldn't mean you should take any drastic action.""Hey, Prince Luther, I have another request-""Do not push your luck." He boomed, staring coldly at Gwen. He then released a slow sigh. "Do not push your luck. I don't want to have to repeat my past mistakes. Understand?" He said with a forced grin.Gwen gulped, then glanced back at her friends and slowly let the shield down. She stayed in place, not moving an inch until Luther's guards parted for her. Slowly, they all began to walk to the entrance, and they quickly walked out of it when they reached, not bothering to pause for the supreme Lord."Gwen, what are you doing?" Sheryl asked when they had gone far from Luther."I'm
They had just rounded off their meeting when the supreme lord suddenly appeared in the garden."Well, well. Why am I not surprised?" He said, walking in. Behind him were several fully armed guards, their presence ominous.Gwen and her friends moved a step back, with Gwen standing in front of them in a protective manner.Luther chuckled. "What do you think you're doing?""I wouldn't let you harm my friends." Gwen said defensively. Luther sighed, shaking his head. "You should have thought of that before you escaped.""Why are you acting like you didn't know when I left that room. You planned all this, just to follow me.""You are smart. I have never doubted that." He said, and Gwen grimaced."Fine then." He clapped his hands. "There is only one thing to do if you want your friends to be safe."Gwen's frown deepened. "And what is that?""Marry me."She chuckled. "It's like you have forgotten what I said. I would rather die than get married to you.""Well this time you'd have no choice.
Geen looked at them, her eyes flooding with relief. "You are okay!" She exclaimed, almost jumping in happiness. "Oh thank heavens.""What are you doing here? How were you able to escape?" Tyron said, dragging his gaze over her."Yeah," Sheryl added. "We thought you'd be held by the supreme lord.""I was." Geen answered. "But I was able to escape."At that, Tyron's frown deepened. "Something's very wrong." He pointed out. "Quick, cast a protection spell over us."Gwen frowned. "How do I do that?" "I don't know. Make it seem like we are in the Zruch realm or something."Gwen understood immediately what he meant. Hester and Marc had once mentioned that it's Impossible for people to be tracked once they were in the realm. She sighed, pinched her already injured arm to draw out blood, and whispered a spell while waving her hands around them. A dark cloudy smoke appeared and covered them, then suddenly disappeared."Good." Tyron said, sighing in relief. "Now let's get out of here."Gwen no
Gwen stared at him in shock. “You are lying.” “I might be many things, my dear, but I will never lie to you.” he sat by the edge of her bed. “I sent him on a mission to bring the Abomination to me. That was what he was doing at first, but his plans changed when he realized you were the Abomination. I don’t blame him though. I would have done the same myself.” Gwen touched a hand to her chest, hyperventilating. He was lying. He had to be. Tyron wasn’t the type who would play her like that. But the more she thought about it, the more the idea seemed plausible. He had never mentioned who his father was, only that he was part of the elite in this realm. He had also said that his father sent him in search for something, which he later claimed to be the abomination. According to him, his “father” was determined to work with the abomination in order to bring down the supreme lord of the Enu realm. “Are you angry?” he asked with a mocking smile. “Do you feel betrayed?” Gwen swallowed, fol
Gwen couldn't sleep.She laid awake all night, afraid that Luther would enter her room. She wasn't stupid to think that just because she had locked the door, it totally prevented him from entering her room. Especially after the display he showcased the previous day. She doubted that the barrier she put around her door could stop him if he so wishes.She was brought food by maids the previous night, but she couldn't eat. For some strange reason, the maids gave off doll-like gestures, almost like they were being controlled like puppets. She wouldn't put it past Luther to actually do that. She had to up her game, and think fast. Her first plan had proven futile, which meant she had to use her second plan—her wits.It was something she detested doing because to achieve her goal, she would have to act like she had no problem being close to Luther which she absolutely did. It was morning. The sunlight seeped through her room from the half-closed windows, pouring over her bedsheets.Quickly