Chapter 719: Family Matters
Queen Merillia looked through the window of her private chambers in one of the palace’s highest towers. She peered into the depths of the main city which the royal palace overlooked. And though she was too high up and too far away to see the people as anything more than moving dots, the Queen perceived far more than any ordinary human senses would have allowed.
Moaning, screaming, pain, pleasure, ecstasy, death. Merillia touched herself through her silk gown. Just a little to abate the rising urge.
“And this is not your doing?” the Queen asked though she stood alone in her lavish chambers.
“No,” a voice answered.
“Then Lucarad and his peculiar disciples,” the Queen concluded.
“Without a doubt. As I suspected, one of my pets is alive and well.”
“To think that they managed to wound you. I would not have thought it possible.”
“Only because it was such a small part of my form. A sliver of a sliver.”
“And even that sliver is capable of such, Ah!” Merillia felt herself moisten just from recalling her last night with Beelzebub. “Once the ritual is complete… I’m trembling just imagining it.”