Book 11: Chapter 42
Ling Yue said she could help Lucia, so I needed to come up with a plan to leave the elven lands. I used to consider Duargana to be a pure place, a place where I could take shelter. However, it basically became a hunting ground with enemies lying in ambush on all sides.
I spent many nights by Lucia’s side. I couldn’t sleep, as I had nightmares of her being snatched away from me when I fell asleep, and then dreamt of waking up to an empty bed. I might’ve never seen her again.
I refused to let that become a reality. I swore to protect Lucia even if I had to risk my life. I refused to let her take a single step away from me. Not happening. My trust in the magic formation Mommy Vyvyan set up at the front of the door was firm; nobody except her could enter. The issue was that the formation lost its effect if I was inside, as it had to be broken temporarily to allow me entry. But nonetheless, Lucia would be safe for as long as I was in the room.
If somebody dared to snatch Lucia while I was in the room, then that was the equivalent of making an enemy out of all elves. If they hurt me during the kidnapping, an enraged Vyvyan would hunt them regardless of where they fled to. I could also say with absolutely certainty that it wouldn’t take more than a few hours. The time it took to kill them would be proportionate to how badly I was hurt. The more severe my wounds, the faster they’d die.
“What about if they block the door?” you ask? You think I didn’t think about that?
I stood face-to-face with Zelal and Imperial Guards at the entrance with my handgun in my hand. I watched them with my cold gaze. The Imperial Guards were fearful of me, while Zelal was stern. “My child, I hereby order you as the elder of the Galadriel tribe to hand Lucia over to us to protect.”
I responded coldly. “Lucia is my wife. I am her husband. It is only right that I protect Lucia. What right do you have to be telling me to hand her over to you? You even brought soldiers with you. You call this protecting? You are blatantly snatching her! What do you want to do? Lucia is Vyvyan’s Princess. Are you revolting?!”
The Imperial Guards stayed mute.
They had to have felt really awkward. They had no idea what to do, since they were stuck between Zelal and me. Both of us had the authority to order them. The one who could resolve our dispute was Vyvyan, but I was certain she wasn’t in the palace. Otherwise, the old geezer wouldn’t be act so arrogantly.