Chapter 252: His Rightful Woman
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"How... How did you get hurt?" Carmela asked the demon King who weakly stumbled into her quarters that same night, her voice tinged with concern as she tried to go near him, but he lifted his hand forward, conveying she shouldn’t come anywhere close. She was practically preparing to head to bed when he unexpectedly came inside her chamber, and it was her first time seeing him like this.
"Your Majesty?"
Her worried eyes remained fixed on the demon King who finally stood straight, and in a swift motion, he took off his cloak, swinging it aside in fury, to Carmela’s bewilderment. The rage concealed in his obsidian black-eyes was let loose, and just thinking about the vampire that had the bloody audacity to use his claws on him, only added fuel to his ire. Carmela gasped in shock when her mirror broke from merely sensing his wrath, the glasses shattering to the floor, and if this continued, he was likely to bring the castle down.
"Carmela." He called the lady’s name, he had his back against her as he growled in a low, malevolent tone, whilst gritting his teeth. "My patience is becoming unbearably thin, Carmela. I want to end that good-for-nothing, psychotic vampire, and I want that to happen soon. I want to make him suffer!!! I ruined his entire family without having to reveal myself, and I am going to ruin him the same way! I will make his pain unbearable, he’d wish to commit suicide and join his woebegone family!!!" He snapped, conjuring an austere wind that sent most of the furniture falling to the ground– the sound of things shattering mixing with the eerie whistle of the wind.
"You mean the vampire King... he did this to you?" Carmela’s eyes widened, taking in the realization that the vampire might have seen him, but the demon man only let out a grunt before stepping out of her private chamber, leaving her question unanswered.
"Your Majesty! Wait!" Not having enough time to wear something decent, Carmela stepped out of her chamber in her nightgown. She went after His Majesty who took brisk steps away from her, prowling his way through the dim-lit corridor. Wherever he passed, the lights eerily went off, as though they could not bear the intensity of the wrath exuding the Demon.
Carmela continuously followed him, calling out to him so he would stop.
"Where are you going? Wait! Stop! MARIUS STOP!!!" Her demanding voice rang out sharply in the corridor, and the demon subconsciously halted at the piercing sound of her tiny voice, as if struck by an arrow. When he no longer moved, Carmela went to stand in front of him, and she could see the visible shock in his obsidian-black eyes as they narrowed at her in stupefaction.
It had been a long time since she called him by his name.
"Why are you suddenly acting out of your thoughts? Did you go to see that orb girl again?" She demanded, her hazel eyes unsmiling as she took in his speechlessness. "You went to see her again, didn’t you?" Her eyes were almost teary with disappointment, but then he shook his head, to her own stupefaction.