so that I could see what was happening, doing so just in time to see the two double doors at the end fly open. Cracking with the force, despite how colossal they may be, they were nothing in the way of the powerful force that now came barging through them.
“Lucius.” I gasped his name at the first sight of him.
Gods, he was magnificent!
Lucius, in all his demonic glory, and fully clad in his demon form, had pushed both doors open, slamming them so hard that they threatened the very creation that had them hanging there. Then he walked purposely down the centre of the room and it took him no time at all before he found me. And what he saw, well, it was clear to see, he most definitely did not like.
This was because another King stood in his way.
Oh no, he didn't like this at all.
Not. One. Little. Bit.
His huge demonic wings rose out to the sides and as the first line of the King’s guards ran at him, he let loose that Hellish rage on the poor souls that we're trying to prevent him from getting to their King. He sidestepped, bending his body slightly so that one wing could simply swipe them all back. This made all four of the guards go flying back in the air, landing hard against the line of pillars. Then, with a glance to the other line of guards, he let the demonic armour slither down his arm to create his weapon of choice. It was a deadly sword that looked like a single black shard that reached the floor. One that I knew was sharp enough to sever demon heads. Meaning these Fae wouldn’t have had a chance, even as they were now pulling their own swords free.
This is when I knew I had to act before the King’s people got hurt… permanently.
“Please, you have to let me go to him!” I urged, but the King just looked down at me, in astonishment.
“Tell me this cannot be him!?” he said before looking back and finding now that Lucius by himself was like a one man army. His black and red armour was almost glowing with the power I knew flowed freely beneath. His demon was humming for vengeance, like a giant beating heart that wouldn't stop. Wouldn’t stop until it had found me. Which was why I needed to reach him, to try and calm the beast that could only see one thing… another man was between him and his woman. I knew this when he roared at the King,
“GIVE ME MY HUMAN!” The King looked on in utter disbelief at the sight of him and who he obviously was to me. But I ignored this and stated again,
“I promise you, if you don't let me go to him, he will kill everyone here and destroy this place, he will stop at nothing… please trust me!” I said this last part by tugging at the neck of his tunic so he would focus on what I was saying. Although, Lucius saw this and as a result threw his arms backwards, leant his body forward and roared loud enough to cause pieces of the arched ceiling to crumble and rain down around us.
“You actually want to go to this… this demon! Are you insane, for he will kill you?!” The King argued and I could understand where it was coming from, as anyone else would believe the same thing. But he didn't know what I knew. He didn’t know of the heart I owned that lay at the core of this demon. But I did. For he was one I had tamed once before, that night in Lucius' winter garden when I had seen him for the first time in his demon form. Seen for the first time the deadly beauty in the darkness around his eyes. The two pools of crimson fire that consumed those that belonged to his human… I saw it all. Yet that night, no matter how frightening he had been, he had come for me. He had saved my life and then cared for me in the gentlest of ways. He attended to the wounds on my feet by feeding me his blood and then carried me all the way back to his cavern. Once there he had set me in the bath to warm my cold and weary body and cared for me even more. That had all been down to his demon, and despite