Chapter 19: Bloodlusted demon
Thick smoke filled the town, and everyone was frightened, hidden in their homes because rumours had a bloodlust demon roaming the street on a hunt for blood.
Cedric's main reason for stopping at Moonstone Harbour was not for sightseeing with his newly wedded wife but for an assignment. He had Intel about major trafficking operations that headed at the Moonstone harbour.
This operation was related to one of the biggest problems of the royal family, which was the shadow claw guide. Cedric had been so busy fighting wars outside the kingdom that by the time it came to his attention the activities of this black market guide, it was too late, and they were like a wide spread disease that had spread throughout the kingdom and other neighbouring nations.
What he didn't expect was Abrielle getting involved with them and being almost sold into sex trafficking. That just ticks him off.
Cedric's clothes, which were blue to match Abrielle's outfit, were now smeared with blood. They had hunted almost everyone involved in the operation.
His sword blade was dripping with blood as he approached a middle-aged man who had been beaten so badly his face was not recognizable again. He was the head of this branch and the one who had all the needed information.
"We have already tried to interrogate him about the trafficking operation, but he would rather die than spill any information," Elias explained to Cedric, whose face was stoic with dead eyes. Just looking at his eyes and you know it's the eyes of the devil.
Cedric tilted the man's face that was bowed on the floor to look upon him with the tip of his sword. "I heard you are oddly loyal for a scum." Cedric chimed at the man whose face was twisting in pain. All the bones in his body have already been shattered. It was even a miracle he was still conscious.
"I'd rather die than betray the guilde." He spat at Cedric's face. The pungent metallic scent of his blood made Cedric sick to the stomach. One of Cedric's knights slapped him across his face for disrespecting the prince. He fell on the ground and fainted, but after a pail of cold water was poured on him. he jolted back away.
His eyes locked on the bloodstained boots Cedric was wearing, and he slowly gazed up to see those gold eyes that seemed like the flames of hell were burning in them. His eyes were furious but his face was calm like still water. The perfect definition of calm before a storm.
"I guess you know who l am," Cedric stated that the man was a retired assassin and had seen people described as a demon on the battlefield and had sensed a lot of blood lusts and murderous intent, but this man was different; there was something in his eyes that made him shake to his core.