It was dark and cold. There was an occasional howl of the blowing wind entering the room and the smell of rust was evident in the air. The room was old and it can be said that the room was made for torturing people. There were several chains and some pile of bones on the ground telling that the very space was really use for such stuff. It was then when the silence crept in and the wind stopped blowing, a faint sound of breathing could be heard in the distance. The darkness was eventually lit by a gloomy candle in the corner and a pale yet pristine complexion was revealed. The soft clanging of chains could be heard as the body sway slowly. After the howling noise left, the person was unconsciously alarmed by a sound of a heavy clang of metal piece that rolled from the edge of the window into the surface. The quietness seems to be interrupted and the person who seems to be sleeping had woken up. Hellion slowly opened her eyes. Her vision was dim and blurry probably because of a long t
Hellion opened her eyes slowly as the blue sky greeted her. She painstakingly sat up and realized she was sitting in the grass. She was in a vicinity of a forest and there was a huge lake in front of her. She look around and saw a figure standing near the lake. After seeing the robe he was wearing and the man washing off the hems, she then recalled what happened. Right, this man saved her from that empty room! Hellion supported herself to stand up and moved towards the guy near the lake. “Hey!” She rushed towards him as she start waving her hand to him. The guy who seems to be focused on washing his robe halted and heard her, he slowly look up to her position with a blank expression on his face. After a while, he waved back and motioned her to come down. Hellion reached the guy and saw his face. She then widen her eyes in shock after seeing a handsome man in front of her. Sharp brows exuding a cold and elegant aura, purple eyes with a calm and stern feeling. A nose perfectly carve
Hellion hid behind the trees and sat on the ground, panting heavily. She never thought that she could run a mile in just a blink of an eye. Hellion covered her face, her cheeks burning like a hot tomato. Gosh! That perverted man! How dare he kiss her so unreasonably? She might be following him all along but does he really need to resort to sexual harassment? How can a !an be so unreasonable and rude! Hellion hold her burning cheeks, her face flushing like a tomato. Darn it. Now, she finally lost him. How else would she find out where to go? She shouldn’t have run away from him and jus— Hellion paled up on her thought. Just what?! Sacrifice your dignity to that kind of man? Have you lost your mind? How could she not run away if he threatened her like that?! Hellion eagerly scolded herself. She look up and let out a heavy sigh. What now? Should she chase after him again but his words instantly popped in front of her making her contemplate. He wasn’t joking, he could really do somethi
“Sister, Sister, you shouldn’t sleep here!” Hellion was awoken by a child’s voice. She glanced at the boy who was shaking her in her shoulders. Dazed and confused, she squinted her eyes at the small child in front of her. The child was a little boy in ragged clothes. His face was smudged with dirt and his expression was a bit grumpy. She was a bit closer to him that she could smell a foul odor coming from the child. Hellion wrinkled her brows, scrunched her nose at the smell, and slowly sat up while holding her coat. “What are you..?” She asked the boy. The boy scratched the side of his neck as he look at her with slight impatience. He then said to her. “Go away it’s my spot! Find somewhere else to sleep.” Hellion was shocked. She never thought that one day she would be driven away by a little boy and a beggar at that. Does the children didn’t learn manners here? Hellion inhaled deep and stand up fixing her coat on her body. Now that she was awake, she looked up and saw that the
Hellion followed him towards the inn quietly like a mouse. She was led towards the second floor and directed to a room. Xegris entered inside and look at her. She instantly frozen up from his gaze and stiffly stared back at him. Xegris just snickered at her and paid no attention to her anymore. Hellion inhaled deep. She badly wanted to punch his face but she decided to endure it. Her heart has been thumping out loud ever since the afternoon, it might be anger or nervousness but she couldn’t help but think of what this perverted jerk might do if she let down her guard. She didn’t agree nor did she even refused but he let her follow him in so this should be fine right? It’s not that she’s digging her own grave, she just wanted to check if she can still negotiate. As she was immersed in her own thoughts. Hellion was then startled by the sound of a click! When she looked ahead, she saw the devil with an irritated expression. Did he just clicked his tongue at her?! Hellion clenched her t
“Get up!” Xegris pulled the blanket away from the bed making the person lying woke up startled. Hellion look at him in a daze. Xegris clicked his tongue at her and pulled her away from the sheets. Hellion wobbled a bit and finally sobered herself up. She glared at Xegris in gritted teeth. It’s too early! It’s not even dawn yet but he woke her up just to annoy her again! Hellion fixed her bed hair and glared at Xegris with her puffy eyes. “What do you want?” She urged him. She still want to lay down and sleep so she want to quickly get it over with. Xegris point towards the door as he irritatingly said to her. “Go wash up! You totally stink of sweat that I can’t even get a wink of sleep last night!” Hellion snorted at him, trying to stomach his words. She hurriedly get up from the sheets and start sniffing herself, thinking that he’s probably finding fault on her again. After a while of sniffing, she froze up. Xegris eyed her up with disgust and added. “If you want to be with me t
Hellion twirled the dagger in her hand and smiled. She felt an incredible sense of familiarity in the said weapon. Her chest throbbed a bit and her eyes glimmered in happiness. It feels like a hole was filled inside her as she look at the dagger with great satisfaction. Xegris silently stared at her and just watch her play with the dagger. He then nod his head seeming to agree with his own thoughts. Hellion glanced at him as she held the dagger in her hand while swinging it a bit in front of him. Ah, how nice it would’ve been if she could pierced him right now? A passing thought crossed her mind as the dagger was flipping wonderfully in the air. The blade shone and her very image was reflected on it as if a familiar feeling was blooming inside her. “You really brought me one. Aren’t you scared that I might stab you with your gift someday?” She curiously asked him and put the dagger back into its sheath. Xegris simply smirked at her as he look at her like she was an idiot. “Aren’t
Plip… Plip… Plip.. Hellion wiped off the blood from her face and whisked away her hand covered in blood. Her eyes stared at the beast lying lifeless on the ground with great shock. The recent situation stimulated her so much that her body moved on its own. She had no time to process her thoughts and just as she finally snapped out of it. The feral was already lying in front of her with it’s own pool of blood. Is she the one who killed it? Hellion widened her eyes in disbelief. There was a sudden lump on her throat and she couldn’t breath properly. Her head is a mess and an awful lot of thoughts ran through her brain. I… Hellion gasped. What on earth just happened to her? She eventually heard footsteps approaching her and the smoke slowly show the figure walking in the fog. His feet unexpectedly stopped in front of her. Hellion glance upfront and saw Xegris looking at her silently. He had a menacing look on his face and a very disappointed feeling coming off from him. This guy, he