“And the Shadowlands?” I released a sigh and said,
“Once this is all over, I will speak with their King, for this is a mess he should have sorted out himself by now.” And it was, fucking big bastard of a Viking. The King of Shadows and the keeper of the Ouroboros had not long since stepped up to the claim of his chaotic Kingdom. One that had spent its near entirety without a leader and therefore was constantly at war with itself along with everyone else in Hell. It was a huge realm and bordered my own from the North. Which meant I’d had no choice but to take control of what I could and try to claim the rest, a kingdom I did not fucking want!
No, what I wanted was for the big bastard to get his ass down here and sort his own shit out, despite his reasons for not wanting to. This being said, to give him his due, he had at the very least stepped up and accepted his fate, doing so with little choice if he wanted to keep his own Chosen One. But his work was only half done and if he didn’t act soon then I would be claiming his land by force once and for all.
One look at his face and I knew my Šeš wanted to argue further on the matter and to be honest, I couldn’t really blame him. Not considering we had been planning this for nearly a Hell’s year. But nothing was more important than this, and right now, Hell could go and fuck itself for all I cared.
“And do you have any idea where this slave girl of yours is or are we just declaring her the most hunted female in all of Hell’s realms?” His question made me grit my teeth and hold myself back from commanding this decree, for I wanted her back where she belonged, and I wanted her back now. But with that being said, I still knew the dangers that would follow in making it known to my kingdom what the importance of finding her would be. For some would find it a rare opportunity to exploit what would naturally be assumed was a weakness of mine. This no doubt only ending in her becoming used as a bargaining tool or even worse, a means for revenge.
Caution was definitely key here and having to balance that and using what resources I had without putting her in jeopardy was going to be a challenge. Which was why I needed to be out there trying to find her myself and doing so whilst at the same time praying I wasn’t too fucking late already!
“No, I don’t know for sure, but I know one being that might. In the meantime, I want this kept between those bound to me and who I have chosen to be charged with finding her,” I told him, knowing that by doing so would cause reason for suspicion in itself, for my second was far from stupid.
“And what of the witch?” he chose to ask instead.
“What of her?” I barked in annoyance, knowing my patience for speaking of that bitch wasn’t going to last long.
“Well, it stands to reason should she go this far to piss you off, doing so enough for you to come all the way down here, then surely her limits won’t end there…how do we know this isn’t just all part of her plan?” I thought on that a moment, for I knew that to go into details right now then I would only be in danger of exposing Amelia too soon. Something I couldn’t risk until at the very least she was found and safely back by my side. After that, then we could tackle the next shit thrown our way but until then, I had to be careful. Which was why I gave him a vague answer,
“We don’t know that it isn’t part of her plan, which is why we act on the side of caution. But even then, the rule stands that the mortal girl is not to be touched or harmed in anyway, for only I will decide her fate and that of her punishment…is that understood?” I asked in a tone that spoke of my anger should these wishes not be carried out.
“It will be known,” he replied with the tick in his jaw unmistakable. He too was losing patience knowing that he was purposely being kept in the dark.