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
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
~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
“Let me go!” Persephone growled, trying to rip her hand off from the iron grip on her wrist.“I said, let me go!” She yelled, trying to move but with a sudden yank, she was thrown into the ritzy room, falling on the ground.The aura of the cellar spelling danger, sinking her heart in anticipation of fright, especially his action.“Now, shut this mouth.” Zadicus’ stone-cold voice came, entering the room and locking it, contemplating her bewitching body with a dark smirk on his lips, approaching her like a predator.“You will gain nothing by keeping me imprisoned.” She hissed, looking up at the dominant man before her, colliding with an intense gaze. “You have no idea what I am going to gain.” Letting out a low husky laugh, his steps reached his victim steadily, indulging in the shiver she emitted by the proximity. “What…?” She dared to ask, swallowing hard, raising her orbs to meet his. With a growing smirk, he growled, reflecting his animalistic urges, “Pleasure.” Trembling by the
“My liege.” A voice called their leader, Zadicus Snyder, consumed by dark powers, lost in his gloomy memories with a dead expression. “Hmm?” He hummed, elbow resting on the armrest of his throne, cheek on his fist, eyes closed to gain some relaxation but to no avail. “What do you want now?” He asked coldly, rolling his eyes off.In this loneliness her memories chase him desperately.“For how long do you intend to remember an unfaithful?” Avin asked, narrowing his eyes but sighing he leaned back on this throne of blood.“Until I enslave her in my domain.” He replied, staring down at his hands with fire burning in his eyes.“That day is chasing quickly.” Avin said, reassuring his Lord. “Upon your orders, We have burned down the Heaven’s Tower and kept Lord Chester as hostage.” He informed him which brought an evil smirk on his lips.“Great.” Humming, he could feel the electrification of chasing his dark desire, he wanted to see the extent he is willing to reach for one prisoner.Lord
“My Lady, Please spare some m-mercy.. W-We are sorry.. Please..” The criminals cried hopelessly as the Army Commander Persephone Sage dragged them through the hallways, their blood staining the path of her lavishing mansion.“We are sorry..!!” They cried, crawling back but the chain didn’t let them, throwing them in her training grounds, which halted other soldiers who saw their commander.The strongest warrior of Aziel; Persephone Sage, the fiery fire of Phoenix, notorious throughout the lands for her ruthlessness but never telling what converted her heart into a storm.“Should have watched your actions before.” She replied coldly, kicking down their bloody bodies. “Soldiers! Etch this in your minds! Traitors are given a life worse than death. You love where you live, what do you lack in our blessed land?!" She called."Yet, look where your greed led you. It is our duty to keep our grounds safe from scum like them. A traitor will remain a traitor and we must deal with them accordin
There came the evil wizard in disguise of an irresistibly handsome Prince under the ruse of alliance, chasing his intentions with thundering speed as others were unaware of it.I never thought I would return to this destable land. Hmph, still the same. He thought with a bitter smile, contemplating the surroundings until his eyes met hers.“There she is.” Causing his heart to skip a beat, halting his very existence when he saw her from afar, still bewitching enough to capture any heart in her captivating hazel eyes."Ruth" He called one his fifteen commanders, narrowing his eyes and the spark emerging from him converted into a fiery fire of hatred."Yes, My Liege?" Ruth asked, setting her eyes on a tower. "Spread out. You know what to do. We cannot stay here long." He ordered with a vile smirk."Yes." Bowing, They vanished in the air before anyone could notice."Have we met him before?" Persephone whispered to Kriss, perplexed by Zadicus's gaze upon her. "Nope. Yeah, His Father visit
“Try to understand Kriss. Zadicus is here and he is planning something big!” Persephone argued, going after Kriss, trying to convince him. “And how he managed to come?” Kriss asked, stopping in his tracks, turning to her. “You are the one who will be held responsible in the first place. It was your duty to secure our land.” He told her the bitter fact but it didn’t falter her determination.“And I have fulfilled my duties but Zadicus is here, you have to believe me.” She insisted, pulling his arm. “Oh really? For once I can believe, of all people, he came to see you first but how?” He asked, yanking his hand back, folding his arms at his chest.“The Prince! He is not Prince Jazeel, He is Zadicus!” She growled, raising her voice, which caused Kriss to cover her mouth.“For God’s sake, Persephone, Lower your voice!" He whispered-yelled, vexed about her feral behavior. "It hadn’t been a single day and you are claiming him to be Zadicus, don't be absurd. On which proof are you making