Semua Bab The Abomination: Bab 81 - Bab 90

“Gwen!” “It’s okay, Tyron.” Gwen answered comfortingly. “It will be over soon.” Sandra snickered. “Yes, over for you. Come on. We do not have much time. Gwen glanced at her friends one last time, and bean to follow Sandra. Though her hands were bound, she didn’t fear the guards. What bothered her the most was that she was about to meet the supreme Lord of the Enu realm, and she wasn’t even given enough time to come to terms with it. “Get over it.” She thought to herself. That wasn’t what was important. For this meeting, she couldn’t be Gwen but rather, Glovia or Gianna. She had to avenge her past selves else she would never know peace. As they drew closer to the hall, her heart raced faster. The halls seemed familiar, but strange too. She had never had any reason to come to the throne room in her past life, so she couldn’t properly remember anything about it. Finally, they walked into the throne room, and Gwen held her gasp. It was covered in the colours purple and black, giving

Tyron was brought to the presence of his father, dragged by two guards. He was pushed to his knees, forced to bow to Luther. “My dear son,” Luther began. They were in his private quarters, with Luther sitting languidly on his couch while going through different scrolls. “I always knew the day would come when you will go against me. It was much expected. But to plan with the abomination, the person who would cause the downfall of our realm, I must admit that you took me by surprise. You could day I am proud even. Tyron looked up at him, grounding his teeth. He hated this man, hated him with every breath. He knew it would be sooner or later before he was brought to his father’s presence, and so he had been trying to come up with plans. But first of all, he needed to know what happened to Gwen. “Where is who?” Luther asked, still looking at the scrolls. Tyron tightened his fists. “Gwen. Where is she?” Luther paused, then placed the scroll down and slowly turned to look at him. “She i

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

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.

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