Chapter 18: I Want to Know how it Feels Like
As naughty thoughts continued roaming Elio’s mind, Queen Mareen was having her own.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, walking back toward the pool. "I thought I had cleaned all of them. Come and help me bathe away all of it!"
Elio obeyed with a smile on his face. If only she knew what was about to happen to her if she didn’t get away.
"There really isn’t much left," he commented as he helped gently scrub the stains off her temples. "Except in your hair, though."
She let out a disgusted grunt. "Urgh! I feel sick already. I really don’t want any of that demon’s blood on me."
She briefly glanced at Queen Liza’s corpse as she said that, and her mood became sour, frightened and traumatized again.
"Will Niemoth punish me for killing her?"
"Of course not! If she remained alive, I would have tortured her. She would have suffered everyday for what she did to you. You did her a great favor by killing her."
Only after his words did Mareen’s face brighten again.
"Is my hair still stained?"
Elio nodded his head.