the sweetest things I'd ever heard another person say.
However, as happy as I was that she was experiencing this moment, there was that little guilty part of me that knew in all likelihood that very little would ever come of this. That it wasn't through moments like this that you instantly fell in love and that what she was feeling was probably more lust than anything else.
Although, then was this really true, as thinking back to the day Lucius first saved me and I had felt the same way, believing myself instantly in love? Despite that what came next didn’t feel so great but more like just another rejection. However, despite all of these things, when it came to my new friend, then in truth I just didn't have the heart to take this moment away from her. Because dreaming was all she had, and if Trice was now to become the centre of those dreams then who was I to crush them.
So I said nothing and instead let her bask in her moment wishing more than anything that Trice could have been the one for her. That he could have been everything that she ever needed and that she too could be the love of his life because Trice too deserved to be happy, as happy as I was with Lucius, and on a purely selfish level, then having him fall madly in love with someone else would make my life a little bit easier.
But I didn't want that for Trice just to make life easier for me, I wanted it more for him. and looking at this girl now, in all of her sweetness and thoughtfulness and tenderness and so much love inside that she had to give… Gods, but if only I had a wishing well in that moment then I would have thrown every penny I owned into it and wished for them to be happy together. As no two others deserved it more!
Unfortunately for me, reality was often a bitch and dreams had a way of biting you in the ass.
I knew this a little time later when I was back in the throne room and stood next to the King. A person that, in that moment, I probably shouldn’t have been stood so close to. Not when the walls began to shake, and the screams of terror could be heard from just beyond the doors.
I knew then that my own King had come for me… and he was bringing with him…
The wrath of the Devil’s son!
24
Wrath in Waiting
The moment I felt it, it was like a wave of terror that washed over the land. A darkness that I had long ago become addicted to. As it meant only one thing…
My King had come for me.
That promise, that vow he had made that he would always find me. That he would never let me go. It had never been truer than in that moment, but the only difference now was that he did so by bringing with him Hell’s fury!
Because if there was one thing I could say for certain, as the grand throne room began to shake, then I would say that Trice had been right.
The King of Death and Blood was feeling murderous.
But in truth, I didn't seem to care. I couldn't seem to focus on anything else other than the fact that he would soon be walking through those doors. That I would be soon be in his arms once more. It was like a sickness within me. Like an obsession that had grown beyond all reason other than its one purpose and that was to get back to my Chosen One’s arms, not caring how demonic they were. How deadly they were or what monstrosities they were capable of inflicting! I just wanted them around me!
Now!
Although, I had to say that when I pictured the moment of us reuniting one more time, I didn't account for the sight that met me now. I never imagined the beast pounding at the door, like the arrival of everyone’s greatest nightmare. Even the King, who had been sat next to me, stood quickly and positioned himself in front of me. Doing so now as if to protect me from the sheer terror that was quaking the doors, making them splinter, despite how big they were. The very presence of Hell just beyond them that was terrifying his people outside, for you could still hear their screams of terror.