Chapter 153: The Foreign Wife
"Whitebrige city?" Alaric’s brows creased inquisitively, not looking too surprised as he’s always found the Whitebrige city to have a rare aura emitting from it. He’s only ever taken that route when he had outside meetings to attend, and the natives of Whitebrige city have always looked queer and secretive about themselves, but he never allowed himself to think too much of it.
"Where can I find this woman?" Asked Alaric, his gaze stern and demanding as he signaled for Cassian to apply more pressure, but before the young lad could commence with the evil idea playing in his head, the Fiend he had trapped started speaking in a fast tone.
"I don’t know where she is, my duty was to find and eliminate her before she gains power, but you came in my way after abducting me and ruining everything!!" Its ink-black eyes gave away its hostility, locking his disdainful gaze with Alaric who shifted his cold attention to Cassian instead.
"Can you get rid of it?" Asked Alaric, and Cassian grinned. "Do you underestimate me? Your Majesty?"
Smirking at his illicit response, Alaric crouched down to one of his knees and dropped the key close to the entrance of the cell door. Rising to his feet, he patted the frozen Duke on his shoulder, jolting the awestruck man to the present and signaling they should both take their leave and attend the luncheon meeting.
"Join us when you’re done." He said, and the Duke looked at his son for a brief moment before turning and following the King as they exited the dungeon. He had many questions to ask, and the first thing he needed to know was how Cassian made it this far while keeping all his achievements and tribulations a secret.
"Sigh....that little rascal." He whispered before shaking off the thought from his head.
Finally alone, Cassian released the Fiend who instantly got to its feet in the nick of time, its raging eyes were set on Cassian as it didn’t wait a second before lunging an attack and pouncing on Cassian, but the Young lad was more than prepared as he grabbed hold of the Fiends neck on time, his slender fingers gripping the neck like sharp claws as he slammed the body to the wall with force.
"I really thought you were better than that."