Bride To His Darkness-Chapter 274: A Silent Deal With The Devil

Lucy managed a faint smile at her friend’s emotional display, and she was touched by her tears.

As much as she told Samantha about her life in the past, she hadn’t detailed it enough for her to understand what she truly meant by the things she had committed. Becoming ironically blessed with the power of an enchantress was one she wasn’t confident to reveal, more reason why she abandoned her powers. Though her ability to charm men temporarily had been to her advantage, she couldn’t bring herself to say it out, and not to mention, these same powers had placed her in a hot pan many years ago, leading to her exile.

Samantha felt a sense of deep empathy for her friend as she watched her expression contort into something that didn’t feel like happiness. She understood why Lucy had been hesitant to say anything from the beginning. "You’re incredibly strong Lucy, you’ve overcome so much. I don’t care what it is you might have done that led to your exile, we’re not gods, we’re allowed to make mistakes and learn from them. One is not defined by their past, but by the remarkable person they’ve grown to become. I have nothing to judge you for."

’Master, you still need to let her finish.’ Viney had said, almost blatantly, but Samantha paid no heed to her intrusive pet plant.

"I know, and that is because you’re a darling, too good to everyone." Lucy’s heartwarming smile faded a bit, and she bit her lower lip. "There’s something else."

"What?"

"His Majesty Duncan knows about my lineage. He... he thinks I’m capable of healing from his ailment. Am I the only one who believes there’s absolutely nothing wrong with him, or am I crushing too hard?" Lucy asked herself more. He looked absolutely perfect in her eyes– a gentle, no-nonsense vampire with the face of an angel. She hardly knows what sort of ailment he had, but from what she heard, some people said it was contagious, however, he had held her hand, and they had both conversed for more than ten minutes.

It didn’t cross her mind before but he actually held her hand! Is this a sign of good progress?

"I’ve never related myself with Duncan before." Samantha’s voice snapped Lucy out of her daydream. "He’s unbelievably... distant with everyone. The last time I caught a glimpse of him was at my wedding, and he sent his guards to deliver his gifts in his presence." freewebnøvel_com

"He thinks my blood possesses some sort of elixir that can heal him." Lucy dropped her head to the table, "I don’t know what to do. It’s like the heavens are giving me a chance to make and break the connection I feel with His Majesty, Duncan. How can he love a maid though, I’m probably just the opening Chapter to his remedies, and when that is done, I’ll probably never set my eyes on him again."

"If he thinks your blood is special then let him give it a try." Samantha insisted, "the reason he’s held back here is because he’s been trying so hard to find you. I say, let him confirm the truth for himself. One can never really tell what might happen after."

’Master, it’s unfair to raise her hopes.’ Again, Viney felt the need to comment, and Samantha tried to maintain her expression without succumbing to the urge to reach for the plant in her sleeve and choke it. It was slightly frustrating that she has to deal with a pet that only she can understand, but at the same time, she was glad, cause if others had the ability to understand it, a fight would break out.

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In Duncan’s chandelier-lit chamber, the vampire sat before his dressing table, whilst he picked up the white withered rose from the table’s surface. His mind drifted to what he had sensed in the Queen’s chamber, it felt surreal, but then this was Ivan’s Mother. He was rather hesitant on saying anything to Ivan and lifting his hope up for nothing. The image of her face, the plea in her eyes, was it just a trick of the light?

"Just a rose." He murmured dubiously, but when he made attempts to drop it back on the table, a peculiar sensation washed over him. His eyes momentarily snapped wide, and his crimson eyes shimmered when countless images resurfaced in his head.

A fair hand had taken over his sight, and it carefully dropped the healthy white rose on the table. The vision he saw, it was the perfect ambience of the Queen’s chamber. The same fair, feminine hand had moved to open the cupboard, and what was brought out of it was the same crystal he saw Ivan’s Mother holding through the glass mirror. He saw no face, it was merely the hands holding the crystal in a trembling grasp, and then a feminine voice followed.

"I can’t do what you’ve asked of me." Said the voice. "This isn’t what you promised me. My husband is dead and my son has nothing to do with the missing Orb, you said you’d leave my son out of this! He has no ties with the Orb so why do you want to take his life?" She was nearly yelling. "I haven’t been a good Mother to my son, I am useless without the aid of his Father, I only want what is best for him, he is my pride!! So if you hurt him–"

The crystal suddenly glowed ominously, shutting her up, and Duncan could sense there was a communication taking place whenever it glowed. All of a sudden, the feminine hands grasping the crystal suddenly stiffened, and he could hear a trembling gasp leaving the woman’s lips. The owner of the hands his vision had placed focus on carefully asked,

"You mean to say, you can save my son if I... give you my soul?" There was a trace of hesitation in her forlorn voice. At the mention of ’save’ Duncan could sense that this happened when Ivan had fallen into a coma those years ago. The brokenness in her voice and her desperation to save her son from losing his life was the only thing the woman who held the crystal could process, and she immediately agreed.

"If you can save my son, then I shall give you my life in replacement of his." She promised. "You will leave my son out of your evil deeds, Marius, do not breach our deal!"

The crystal glowed with more radiance. When the feminine hands dropped the crystal on the table, the cupboard opened once more. Slowly, she brought out a rope from the cupboard and placed it beside the flower. It was the same rope she had used to commit suicide.

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