All Chapters of The Devil From Deira: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

It seemed peaceful. Isabelle's head was on Adrian's shoulder as he locked their hands together. A shy smile played on both their lips. "So...," Adrian whispered. "What do you want to know?""Everything," she smiled. "It would be shameful that I know nothing about my husband." He was still. History must be a sensitive topic for him. She was about to talk but her shushed her. "I was birthed to King Augustus by a court lady. Lady Judith," he smiled. "My mother was what anyone could wish for. She was beautiful, humble and innocent. She died when I was just eight." "Spencer told me she was murdered," Isabelle interrupted. "Is that true?" He sighed. "Yes, she was murdered. I was enrolled in royalty training but I did not get along with the other scholars. They claimed I was cursed. That went on for eight years until the General brought his son, Spencer to Deira. He was the only one I opened up to. I started going to war at a tender age and surprisingly, I came back victorious. I

"The war shall be over soon, I can assure you. Stay healthy," she read the last part of the letter Adrian had sent to her. She was busy eating lunch and stood up when she was done. She folded the letter neatly and tucked it in her blue gown.A guard came running in. "Your Highness!" He bowed. "Prince Malcolm is here." "Prince Malcolm?" She asked in confusion. What was he doing here? It looked like Adrian didn't like him so she wanted to keep her distance. "You may leave," she dismissed him. She walked to her room swiftly and kept Adrian's letter by the table. She placed her coronet on her head and walked out elegantly.Malcolm was just alighting from his horse and two guards from the main palace were behind him. He was looking haughty as ever with his disgusting smile. "Prince Malcolm," she bowed in respect to him. He was still in mourning as he was dressed in white."Princess Isabelle," he returned the greeting. "How have you been?""I have been well your Majesty.

His heart skipped a beat. Did those words really come out of her mouth? He turned slowly and faced her."Really?""It is your stable, I have no right to make you leave.""Come with me!" He pulled her hurriedly and didn't stop until they reached their room. She didn't bother to ask what was going on either and just obeyed him."Undress," he ordered."Hmm?" She squeezed her face together. "Did I hear you right?"He stared right at her."Undress and wear a more comfortable and less formal dress."He walked out after that little sentence.She looked at where he stood for a while before running in quickly. She looked through her box and found one of the dresses she often wore as Belle. She changed into the sky blue gown with a white inner shirt. She fastened her boots and Lydia helped her with a fishtail braid."Did he tell you where you were going?" Lydia questioned."No," Isabelle turned around in her dress like a fairy."Are you that happy?" Adrian walked in with a smile.Lydia bowed im

Adrian was looking at his reflection in the mirror as Isabelle rubbed olive oil on his scars. He sighed, "I used to be handsome." She looked at him in the mirror and he raised an eyebrow. "What?" "Nothing," she shook her head. She placed the lid on and set the oil aside. "You're going to the main palace, are you aware?" "No," she said. "Why?""I told you Nefertiti was getting married, didn't I? What would you be doing here when you're supposed to be helping her out until then?" He shook his head at her and walked to the bed. "All you do is sneak out," he muttered."When is the wedding?" She asked meekly. "In a week," he groaned. "You can take Lydia with you. The royal carriage will arrive soon." "Will you be okay alone?" He sat up and looked at her with a weird face. After pulling his lips in for a while, he let out an hysterical laughter. Her jaw dropped open. She had never seen him like that. Suppressing his laughter for a while, he snapped his fingers

Alastair sat in Queen Indira's residence as the court maids brought him tea. He was deep in thought."Why are you looking down?" She walked in with her court maids. "The embarrassment your daughter has caused you is enough to last you a lifetime."He bowed as she took her seat."I called you here to offer you a deal," she signaled to her court lady and she escorted the maids out."A deal?" He asked.Queen Indira knew how to tread around people like him. He was cunning and calculative at the same time. He always looked calm and collected on the outside whereas a lot of sinister thoughts ran around in his head. "I shall marry your daughter to my son and in return, when the king abdicates the throne, make sure it goes to my son."He looked closely at her. They both knew what they were planning to do. Augustus was sharing a bed with a snake who had personal ambitions. Indira wanted to be become the king's mother. "Think about it," she tried to persuade him. "If your daughter marries Mal