Chapter 186 - The Ambush
Pain.
That word would be a great understatement to describe how Delice was feeling.
It felt like her non-functional heart had been ripped out of her as the blade tore through her stomach, entering through one side and reappearing in another before sinking into Oliver, who held her firmly from behind.
Her soul was dwindling and she could feel her body getting possessed completely by the Mother. She looked back at Oliver with tears in her eyes, regretting the first time she had met him, wishing they had never crossed paths while she thought of her daughter and the time she would never have with her.
“I…accept!” Oliver yelled as blood drizzled down his mouth. He pulled the sword away and Delice slipped to the floor, bleeding.
She could feel the weight of something pull out of her, leaving her completely weak. Her sight was getting blurry and her gaze was fixed on Oliver as he staggered to the statues while his eyes blackened. The sword slipped away from his grip and hit the ground.
He tumbled to a statue, a sly smirk on his face, blood dripping from the corner of his lips.
“Wrong–vessel,” he muttered, until his eyes went completely black and he started saying some unintelligible words, those were certainly not his words but the Mothers.
“Zirus,” she muttered as she slipped to the ground. The darkness in Oliver's eyes disappeared. Just like he had thought, his vessel hadn't been prepared to allow the mother in, neither was he a compatible match.
She was gone but at the cost of his soul embracing death.
A satisfied smile tugged up the corners of his lips as he took one last look at his Sweet Bun.
Peace.
At last.
Delice tried to crawl to Oliver so that she could help him, but she was too weak and bleeding too much to even move. She couldn't even speak.
That stab had affected her healing abilities, or maybe it was what Laura had done to her that had affected her.
She couldn't die like this.
What about Mira?
What about her Medallion?
She was slipping further away into unconscious… or maybe death, when she felt someone lift her off the ground, and in the moment, canines sank into her neck.
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Smeared with blood and green liquid that evidenced the death of the newly created Volakys and the White Circle, Valerick walked to the door that had on its other side, his life.
Blank inked lines designed every opening that his ripped cloth left uncovered, the death he had unleashed played repeatedly in his mind. Finding the corpse and almost dismembered body of his sister did not faze him either.
All enemies deserved death, even if those enemies were once family.
His father had taught him that, and he had learnt well.
His hurried steps were guided with determination, his mind filled with only one thought.
He wanted her right now!
Needed her!
He needed his home.
All her sins were forgiven. What was the use of their fighting, anyway?
“Your Majesty!” Irysi said as he approached the door. She looked over his shoulder to find Nicholas, but she found no one. Her heart sank with worry and her eyes clouded with tears.
But to each their own thoughts.
“Get out of the way,” Valerick commanded.
“You cannot—” her words stilled with his glare and she moved away from his path, and he pushed the door open immediately.
Zezi turned to the door mid-pace and the tears that had welled up in her eyes rolled down her cheeks.
“Valerick.”
Her hands ached to touch him, she itched to go to him but she knew he would push her away. His frozen heart felt nothing for her and as much as the bond between them was filled with many emotions, she knew he could feel none of them.
His heart was frozen.
She was nothing to him.
“You came back. Alive.” she smiled. “You came back.”
Honestly, she hadn't thought that he would listen to her. After Gwen had told her about Lord Rosil’s presence in the Castle and what Valerick had instructed her to do, Zezi couldn't help but risk telling Valerick about the White Circle.
It was the last straw. She was afraid that Valerick would keep distracting himself with the thoughts of trying not to feel anything for her until the White Circle would launch their ambush and they would all be dead.
The thought of Valerick dying had been so heartbreaking that she decided to write down a letter.
But just like Riza, she didn't get far.
Valerick found her bleeding and her blood turning to flakes of ashes.
She had begged him with tears in her eyes to trust her and just do as she said. Having found her in this state, Valerick listened to what she had to say.
She told him to tell the Princess that she was dead, told him to go to a certain place in the Castle and attack anyone he found there.
So she didn't directly betray the oath, she only gave him instructions, and he followed.
It was a loophole that she exploited.
With the blood and green liquid that were smeared all over him, it was obvious that he had listened.
He had obeyed her; despite everything she had done, he had trusted her.
She didn't deserve him.
But the consequences of her actions were here. He would forever watch her with soulless eyes and the mate she once knew would be gone forever.
This was her fate.
Her punishment and she was ready to accept it.
She would never forgive herself for depriving her children of the father they would have had.
“My Heartbeat.” He came closer until he stopped right in front of her. “My Soul.”
She blinked, sensing the foreign overwhelming emotions that rushed through her veins.
That was impossible.
His heart was frozen!
His arms went around her and she froze, while he rested his chin over her shoulder, her bump having the most contact with his body.
“While I fought, I thought of the home I wanted to return to. It was you, over and over again. You and our babies.” He paused, breathing her in. “I can't fight you any longer, I can't stay angry at you any more. I can't do this anymore. I don't want to.”
“Valer—” Tears cut her word shut.
“The more I hurt you, the greater I hurt me.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks. It was hard to think when she was feeling so many things.
“I love you, Zezi. I love you so much my heart refuses to freeze. Will you please go back to being in love with me?”
“Valerick, I never stopped.” Her hands went around him, and she wept as his grip around her tightened.
“My Zezi.”
“My Love.”
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