Chapter 16

"You know me?"
"Not really, just heard of you and your savage brother and ...people."
Klara was fuming with anger. How dare he? He knew nothing about her brother or people.
"Don't you dare call my brother or my people savage."
"Or what?" He said looking amused.
"Or I will slit your throat." Klara threatened before she could stop herself from saying something so stupid.
"Tsk tsk...I didn't know such threats could come from that beautiful mouth of yours."
Klara was confused. Was he complimenting her? Then why did she feel as if he was mocking her?
"It's not a threat, it's a warning."
He took a step toward her and leaned closer. Klara froze in place, he was too close for her comfort. "You see, you are in no position to warn me when you just ran from a mere snake." He said.
A mere snake?
She took a step back. "Maybe I find it easier to kill you than a mere snake."
He grinned showing perfect white teeth with canines slightly longer than normal ones.
"A tough one I see. I like it." He drawled.
How unfortunate, because she didn't like him even though he looked delicious enough to eat.
Klara shook her head. Where did she get that thought from?
"Klara? Here you are." Irene's voice came from the hallway.
Turning her head she found Irene and Hazel approaching them. Hazel had changed into a clean dress and her hair was still wet from the bath. She seemed to be walking just fine. Klara guessed that Irene's must have used some magic to heal her leg.
"I see you have already met." Irene smiled as she looked between Klara and the man standing next to her.
"Hazel this is Roshan, he is part of my family and this is princess Hazel." Irene introduced them to each other.
So the morons name was Roshan. Klara had never heard such name before.
"Nice to meet you princess." He said with a polite tone that he hadn't used when he spoke to her.
Klara had the sudden urge to kick him.
"You must be hungry. Enoch has prepared lunch. Let's eat together." Irene suggested then gestured for them to follow her.
On their way to the dining room, Irene and Hazel chatted happily while Klara walked next to Roshan in silence. Her senses told her that something wasn't quite right. Neither Enoch nor Roshan looked like Irene yet she said they were family.
"What are you to Irene?" Klara asked Roshan.
"I am a friend of her husband." He said simply.
"Oh..."
Enoch was already waiting when they arrived.
"Mmm...smells delicious." Irene smiled.
Yes, it did. Klaras eyes landed directly on the grilled chicken legs in the middle of the table. She couldn't wait to have a bite of it.
"Enoch always makes delicious food," Irene explained.
Hazel and Klara exchanges looks. A man who cooks? Not only that, but he cooks well.
"Please sit down." Irene urged.
Roshan walked past her and went to hold the chair out for Hazel.
"Thank you." Hazel smiled as she sat down.
Klara thought he would then hold the chair out for her but he just went to his seat and sat down. Did he forget her or was he ignoring her on purpose?
"My Lady." Looking to the side she found Enoch holding the chair out for her.
She thanked him and sat down. Irene and Hazel continued with their chatting, Roshan sat in silence while Enoch served food on their plates.
"Bon appetite!" Irene said when Enoch was done serving and sat around the table as well.
Klara was extremely hungry and the food tasted extremely well so she tried really hard to eat as a civilized person but she probably didn't succeed because she was done before anyone else.
"Do you want some more, My Lady?" Enoch asked.
Feeling embarrassed Klara wanted to say no but found herself saying yes.
Enoch served some more food on her plate and Klara ate till she had enough.
"Your food is delicious," Klara told Enoch.
"Thank you." He smiled looking even more handsome when smiling. Klara was struck by the fact that everyone looked extremely beautiful in this mansion.
Enoch was tall and build, looking like the warrior type. His long blonde hair was tied in a half ponytail and the rest fell to his shoulders in smooth waves. His smooth skin was pale and unblemished and his eyes, a forest green that reminded her of warm summer days. With his extremely good looks and wearing all white, he looked like an angel.
Roshan was quite the opposite. While everything was light with Enoch, everything was dark with Roshan, he was even wearing all black. His dark hair cascaded down his golden skin like waves of midnight framing a masculine face. His eyelashes, the only feminine thing about him were so long and thick they made her jealous. From under those lashes peeked eyes of Hazel that would trap any woman who looked into them. Klara's gaze traveled further down to his lips, but she averted her gaze quickly before she could think of anything stupid.
Then there was Irene. Her beauty was on another level. It was an unearthly, the kind that would stop you in your tracks, the kind that would suck you in, make you forget how to speak or breath, just like Lucians she thought.
"Do you want some dessert?" Irene asked.
"No, Thank you. I am fine."
Standing up Irene helped Enoch and Roshan clean the table. Klara took the opportunity to take Hazel to the side.
"What did she do to your leg?" Klara whispered.
"Healed it with Herbs." Hazel shrugged.
"Are you sure we can trust her? I mean why is she helping us?"
"As I said before because she is a friend," Hazel said shortly.
Klara knew Hazel was hiding something from her. What has she gotten herself into? Helping someone who wasn't telling her everything.
"You are probably tired why don't you rest?" Irene spoke as she neared.
"Yes I need some sleep." Hazel said yawning.
"Come one then I will take you to your rooms."
I lay on the bed thinking about Lucian. Was he alright? And Callum. I felt so guilty for leaving him behind.
"What are you thinking about?"
I sat up on bed and looked at Irene. "I feel bad for leaving Callum behind and I am worried for Lucian."
"I understand that."
"Irene?"
"Yes."
"You still haven't told me why you are helping me? And what did you mean when you said Lucian is different?"
"Hazel..." She began and sat next to me "I wish I could tell you everything as it is but I can't. That's why I need you to figure it out yourself. You already know your husband is different but think, what is he exactly?"
"Why can't you tell me?"
"Because I am cursed."
"Cursed?"
"It's a long complicated story. I just can't tell you."
"So what am I supposed to do?"
"You need to think and figure it out yourself." She said.
I was really confused. So basically she could tell me nothing and I didn't know how to figure things out by myself.
"Alright. I need to meet Lucian. Can you do some kind of magic thing so that I can meet him."
"It will be difficult but I can try. Why don't you rest for now."
I lay back, covered myself with the sheets and closed my very tired eyes to get some sleep. I didn't know when I fell asleep but when I woke up I found Klara in the room.
"What are you doing here?" I asked rubbing my eyes.
She came and sat next to me on the bed. "Are you not worried at all? What if something has happened to Lucian?" She seemed genuinely worried.
"I am sure he is fine." I said to my surprise. How could I know he was fine?
She frowned. "Alright. Let's say he is fine but we can't just stay here."
She was right but what were we supposed to do?
"What should we do then?"
"What did Lucian tell you before he left?"
"He said he would go kill his brothers and I was supposed to stay hidden in Lincoln's house, but they found us and we had to escape."
Klara was quite for a while and seemed to be thinking.
"Hmm then you should stay hidden. I need to leave maybe I can help him." She said standing up.
"Wait! How? You don't know where he is."
"I didn't know where you were when I found you. If he wants to kill his brothers I can probably guess where he is. I will tell him you are safe."
"I will go with you." I said removing the sheets and swinging my legs down.
Klara held her hand up in a stop gesture.
"Can you fight? Can you ride? No, you can't. So why will you follow me? Besides his brothers are looking for you everywhere, you will only make it difficult for me."
Could she be meaner? But she was right.
"Fine do whatever you want." I said but I was actually worried for her. "But be careful."
She looked at me for a while, some kind of emotion swirling in her eyes.
"I will."
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"Klara? Where are you going?" Irene stood at the door while Klara packed her weapons.
"I am going to find Lucian." Klara waited for Irene to ask why but she didn't.
"How do I leave? I mean we came through that magic gate." Klara asked.
"You leave through it as well. Do you want me to open it for you?"
"Yes, please."
Klara followed Irene outside and she opened the gate for her.
"Take this." Irene said handing her a bird shaped necklace."It will help you when you are in danger."
Klara looked at the necklace. How would a necklace help her she wondered. "Thank you. I shall go then."
"Yes."
"Wait!" Hazel came running toward them. "Could you give this to Lucian?" She asked holding out a letter.
Klara took the letter. "Yes." She said, "Goodbye." Then entered the gate with her horse.
"Be careful." She heard Hazel call before a force swept her away and she landed flat on her stomach.
"Ouch!"
Standing up she dusted herself off. Her horse, Klara called him Thunder seemed fine, just confused by what was happening.
"It's alright." She said clapping him. "Shall we leave?"
Mounting Thunder Klara rode off to find Lucian.
Klara rode for a while until she came to a crowded place. It was a shopping market she realized, but where exactly?
"Excuse me? Where is this place?" Klara asked a woman walking by.
"This is Xantus My Lady." The woman told her.
Xantus was a city in Decresh. So she was already where she wanted to be.
"Where can I find the royal castle?" Klara asked.
The woman's face turned blue. "You shouldn't go there My Lady. There is blood everywhere."
"Just tell me where it is."
"It's in the north-west a few miles away."
"Alright. Thank you." Klara said and continued her journey.
The sun went down and it became darker and darker till it was difficult to see the road. Klara decided to stop and sleep until the morning light.
"Let's get some rest." She said getting off Thunder and stroking his back. Finding a tree she tied Thunder, then she lay down on the cold ground under the tree. "Goodnight Thunder." She whispered and closed her eyes.
The next morning she woke up from Thunder making a sound. It only meant one thing, horses were nearby which probably meant soldiers. Klara got up quickly and hid behind a cliff then listened to the sound of horses and men nearing.
Slowly she peeked her head from behind the cliff. Soldiers dressed in a black and blue attire were walking past. Black and blue? It was her brother's men. What were they doing here?
Oh, no. Her brother knew she went to help Lucian so of course, they were looking for her here or maybe even looking for Lucian.
If they continued this way they would probably find him and take him to Rasmus. She couldn't let that happen. Getting out from behind the cliff she approached them. As soon as they heard the sound of her footsteps they took their weapons out.
"Your Highness?" A young soldier named Erik looked at her surprised. "We have been looking for you everywhere."
Klara sighed in frustration. Couldn't she just be left alone?
"Well, here I am."
"We have been told to bring prince Lucian."
Of course. Her brother probably wanted to punish him for escaping as if he really didn't have enough problems already.
"No, you won't. You wanted me here I am. Let's go home now."
"I am sorry Your Highness but we have to follow the king's orders first."
She looked around. They were too many to fight on her own. Crazy things she was doing for love, fighting her own men.
"Then I won't come with you." She threatened. "You either take me or him. You decide."
Erik didn't blink once. Rasmus must have told them to bring her no matter what. Klara knew her brother.
"Your Highness please. Don't force us to fight."
"I am not. I gave you an option Erik. Take which option you want."
Erik sighed then nodded toward the soldiers. Klara took her sword out ready to fight.
"Leave the Lady alone." A voice she recognized spoke.
Looking to where the voice came from Klara found Roshan walking from a distance.What was he doing here?
"Do you know him Your Highness?" Erik asked.
Well, she knew him but not really.
"Are they disturbing you?" Roshan asked as he neared. Wearing a long black coat he looked even more bad and dangerous than before. "Do you want me to get rid of them?"
Klara looked around. He was only one, how would he fight all these men?
"Could you do that?" She asked.
He smirked. "You just tell me."
How stupid she was. Of course he could. He was a witch so he would probably just make them fall asleep like Irene did.
"Alright." She said.
Erik raised one eyebrow. "Just kill him and bring her." He ordered unbothered.
A few soldiers took their swords out and aimed toward Roshan. Roshan ducked from the first soldiers' strike and snapped his head off so fast she couldn't even follow with her eyes. The other soldiers stopped in their tracks surprised by what just happened.
Klara was shocked, was he going to fight? She thought he would put them to sleep.
Clearly he wasn't because in a few seconds fight he had already killed everyone using only two small daggers. He reminded her of how Lucian fought, fast and fluid.
Roshan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his daggers before putting them back in his pocket all while Klara still was shocked as she looked at the dead bodies of her men. What had he done?
Klara looked at Roshan. He was standing there, unbothered, as if he just didn't kill someone, but was out here on a walk to get some fresh air on a sunny day.
"What have you done?" She asked.
"You don't seem thankful."
"You just killed my men."
"You told me so." He stated simply.
"Well, you could just put them to sleep or something." She said frustrated.
"What? Do you want me to sing them a lullaby?"
Klara glared at him.
"You are not funny. You could use your magic or whatever."
"Magic?" He said confused. "Oh...you think I am a witch."
"You are not?"
"No."
Klara was confused. If he wasn't a witch then what was he? Because she could sense he wasn't a normal human. There was just something different about him.
"Then what are you?" She almost whispered.
He took a few steps toward her. "Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
He leaned in as if he was going to tell her a secret. "I...am... a man." He said.
Klara took a step back. She knew he was mocking her from the smirk on his face.
"Oh, really? I didn't know." She said sarcastically.
"I could show you." He said letting his gaze rake her body. Usually, she hated when men did that but this time she felt something in the pit of her stomach and her cheeks burned.
Turning around afraid he would notice her reaction she began to walk away.
He followed her.
"Why are you here?"
"The necklace." He explained.
Oh, the necklace. So that's how it would protect her. By sending this annoying man.
"Where are you from?"
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"From which kingdom? Because clearly you are not from here."
"Oh, I am from the Kingdom of Shinai."
Klara stopped and turned around to face him."Shinai?" She had never heard of it.
"It's in Persia."
"You are Persian?" Klara asked surprised.
"Yes."
"Oh,"
"Now let me ask you a question. Why are you risking your life for a married man?"
Klara stopped breathing for a while. She didn't expect him to ask this question.What was she supposed to say? That she had been a desperate bad woman in love and is now trying to make up for the mistakes she made.
"That's none of your business." She said then whistled.
Thunder came galloping toward her. "Thank you for the help. I can take care of myself now, you can go back."
Roshan narrowed his gaze. "Do you even know where to go?"
Truth she didn't know anymore.
"I'll manage." She said.
Klara hoped he would insist following her because she really didn't know where to go and what more dangers she would come across but Roshan only shrugged.
"Alright then."
Angry with herself for even having such hopes she mounted Thunder and rode away.
I couldn't fall asleep, so I got off the bed and decided to get some fresh air. Besides Irene had a beautiful garden and I wanted to see how it looked like when it was night.
As I walked out to the garden I found Irene sitting on the threshold. She sat on the floor with legs crossed and hands stretched out to the sides. On each hand lay a burning candle and several other burning candles encircled her. She seemed to be mumbling something with eyes closed while melted candles were dripping down her hands. The hot wax must have been burning her skin but she didn't seem to be in pain.
"Irene?" I whispered as I neared, but she just continued mumbling some unknown words. I walked even closer and called once more. "Irene?"
With eyes still closed a tear fell down her cheek. The candles in her hands were burning out and more wax was dripping down her hands. She was hurting herself.
"Irene! What are you doing?" I said as I threw the candles out of her hands. Her eyes shot open and a strong wind put out the candles.
Irene's green eyes were filled with tears as they looked into mine. "Irene? Are you alright?"
"No, I am not." She whispered. I looked at her hands, they were red and covered with dried wax.
"Why are you doing this?"
She looked at her hands. "I do this every day. It's nothing new," she said taking her hands away.
"Why?"
"I am trying to break the curse."
"But who cursed you?"
"My mother. She is the most powerful witch."
"Why did she curse you?" I asked wondering why a mother could curse her own child.
"I can't tell you much. I can only say I broke the rules, I did something forbidden."
"Can't you ask your mother for forgiveness? I am sure she will forgive you."
Irene's eyes widened. "She will not!" She said shaking her head. "My mother has disowned me Hazel."
I looked at her. What had she done that made her mother disown her?
"Can you tell me how she cursed you? What is the curse?"
"That I can't tell you." She said.
Suddenly her gaze shifted to something behind me and I could feel the hair on my back rising. I got goosebumps and a cold shiver went down my spine. I knew someone was behind me, I could feel a powerful presence. My heart began to beat rapidly and the air felt suddenly cold.
"Would you stop love? You are scaring her." Irene said standing up. Love?
I stood up as well and turned around slowly. A tall figure was standing in the shadows, the only thing visible thin was long silver pale hair. Was it hair? I wasn't sure yet.
Slowly the figure stepped out from the shadows and into the light and my breath caught in my throat. I had to blink several times to make sure I wasn't dreaming, or that I didn't die and go to heaven and an angel was standing right in front of me now.
This man, if he was a man, was breathtaking. He was tall, lean with facial features that seemed to be made by Gods own hands. His silver hair, a very odd hair color, matched perfectly with his looks and his eyes a midnight blue seemed colder than the glaciers. Yet as he looked into my eyes I felt as if he could burn me with his gaze if he wanted to.
They say the hottest fire always burns blue.
Irene walked up to him and put her arm through his.
"Hazel, this is Lothaire. I had promised you to meet the man I love, here he is." She smiled.
"Hi," I said as I still stood frozen in the same place. God, I was being rude. "It's nice to meet you." I forced myself to speak.
"The pleasure is mine."



I kept looking down at my hands while sitting in the garden with Lothaire. Irene had left saying she would bring us some tea that would help us sleep. I just hoped she would come back soon because I had never been so nervous in my life before. But since she just left I knew it would take some time before she came back and I couldn't just let this awkward silence continue. Besides I was the one who told her I wanted to meet him so I should say something.
"Irene has told me a lot about you," I said finally looking up.
"I hope it's good things." He said his voice as cool as the air around him.
"Yes, she lights up when she talks about you."
"She is very fond of you as well."
I just smiled not knowing what to say anymore. Irene please come back fast.
"Here I am." Irene came back with a tray of teacups and put it on the table. Then she went and sat next to Lothaire and he immediately put his arm around her shoulders.
For some odd reason, I suddenly missed Lucian. Irene and Lothaire looked at each other as if they heard my thoughts... or maybe they did?
Irene nodded and smiled and I looked down embarrassed.
"I made your favorite tea, it's Lothaires favorite too." She smiled. "Drink."
I took the teacup from the tray and sipped the tea. No tea tasted better than Irenes. She smiled, probably heard my thoughts again.
"I should go to sleep." I said putting the teacup back. It was late and maybe they wanted to be alone.
"Sure," Irene said getting up. "I'll follow you."
"You don't have to." I said, but she just ignored me and led the way.
"Is your...um...is Lothaire also a witch." I asked as we headed back.
"I hoped you would ask." She said.
"Why?"
"Because the answer might help you and me." She explained. "But I need you to be calm and not get scared."
"You are a witch, and my husband is a...I don't know, anyways what could scare me more?" I said. At this point, nothing could scare me, even if Lothaire was a ghost.
We stopped right in front of my room.
"Lothaire is the Devil."
My brain stopped thinking for a moment then got flooded with thoughts. Devil like in Satan? Like the Devil in the Bible? What did she mean?
"Yes, Devil like in Satan."
Huh, right. I just sat and drank some tea with the Devil himself. I began to laugh. Maybe I had already gone to bed and was having a funny dream.
Irene put her hand on my shoulder. "Get some rest, we will talk tomorrow." She said and left me alone.
A witch, a Devil, and maybe Enoch was an angel and Roshan a demon and what could Lucian be? A vampire? This was crazy, has to be a bad dream.
Lucian watched the castle, where he used to live, where he had grown up, from a mountain far away. The castle where heavily guarded. Every gate, every corner, every door were guarded by soldiers with weapons. It would be impossible to enter and kill his brother unless his brother decided to come out.
Lucian sighed. He had spent too many days here waiting for some kind of opportunity for a way in to kill his brother but such opportunity never came.
"We can't stay here forever."
"Then what do you plan to do Your Highness?" Lincoln asked.
"We need to think of another way. A way to lure Pierre out of the castle."
"Well, Pierre wants Her Highness."
Lucians clenched his fists. He wouldn't use Hazel as bait, never.
"What are you really suggesting?" Lucian asked.
Oliver came rushing. "Your Highness. Rasmus has sent soldiers to look for you. They are nearby but... they are dead."
Lincoln and Lucian exchanged looks. "Who killed them?" Lucian asked.
"I Believe Klara did."
"Klara?"
"I found her there and brought her here. She said she knew where Her Highness is and that she has a letter from Her."
"Where is she?" Lucian asked.
"This way Your Highness."
Lucian followed Oliver to where Klara was. She was next to a tree, wearing her armor.
"Klara."
She looked up. "Lucian." She breathed as if some tension got off her shoulders. "Thank god you are alright." She said standing up.
"Where is Hazel?"
"Hazel is fine. She had to leave Lincoln's home because they got attacked, but she is safe now."
Lincoln's home got attacked?
"Where is she?" Lucian asked his heart beating faster inside his chest.
"She is with her friend Irene."
Irene? He had heard the name before.
"Hazel seems to trust her a lot, besides she saved us." Klara explained.
"Where is this Irene?"
Klaras eyes darted.
"Um...I really don't know. She took us through a magic gate."
Magicgate? So this Irene was the maid Hazel believed to be a witch.
Lucian grabbed Klaras arms harshly. "How can you not know?! You left her with a witch, unsafe in some unknown place." He yelled while shaking her wildly.
Klara yelped in pain, both shocked and scared. She had never seen him this angry before and his grip on her arms were hurting. She was sure that either her bones would break or if fortunate she would be badly bruised.
"You tell me where she is right now!"
"Lucian you are hurting me." She said as she couldn't take the pain anymore.
He brought his face closer to hers. "If anything happens to her..." He began his grip tightening even more. The pain stabbed her like knives and she kicked him out of sheer reflex.
He let go of her looking shocked. Blood was on his hands and she realized it was her own blood. She has indeed stabbed my something as she looked at her bloody arms.
"I...I am sorry." He said approaching her slowly. "I don't know..." He began looking as confused as she was. Why was she bleeding?
"I didn't mean to hurt you." He ripped a piece of clothes from his shirt and wrapped it around the wounds on her arms.
"What happened?" She asked still confused.
"I am sorry." He just said.
Klara looked at his hands. She was sure that he hadn't been holding any weapons then what made her bleed?
"What are you doing here? Your brother must be worried." He asked.
"I...I thought I could help."
"I don't want you to get involved in this."
"I am already involved. I can't just get back home without doing nothing."
"There is nothing you can do anyways." He said.
If he only knew that she had saved his wife. Klara took out Hazel's letter and gave it to him.
"Hazel wanted me to give this to you." She said.
Lucian took the letter and opened it immediately. Klara knew what Hazel had written, because she had read it on her way.
Dear Husband
I cannot describe how much I have missed you. I worry every heartbeat and hope that you are doing well. You don't have to worry about me, I am fine and I am staying with my friend Irene. I know I can trust her, she has promised to make us meet and hopefully, I will meet you soon. Until then take good care of yourself and be careful.
I love you.
Your wife.
Lucian wrapped the letter and put it in his pocket. Clearly Hazel trusted her friend but Lucian didn't trust easily. She could be in danger so he decided to do what he had been avoiding all this time. Use his powers. He knew there was a risk in using his powers. He didn't know to which extent he could use them since he didn't use them much. He just hoped he wouldn't hurt innocent people this time.
"You stay here!" He told Klara. She wanted to protest but kept quiet instead.
"Oliver!"
Oliver came running. "Yes, Your Highness."
"I want you to go and find Malia and make sure she is alright. Let's keep this between us."
"Of course, Your Highness."
"Bring me Lincoln!"
Lincoln came shortly after. "Your Highness. There is a problem. Mason has taken away Levi. Pierre ha just left the castle to save his son."
Levi? Levi was in danger. Lucian clenched his fists. He had held Levi in his arms when he was a little and watched him grow up. He shook his head, Hazel was his priority now. He would leave Levi to Pierre.
"Should we attack Pierre now?"
Lucian got suddenly an Idea.
"No! Let Pierre save his son. We will attack the castle and take over while he is gone."
If Lucian took over the castle, half of his problems would be solved. First he and his men would have protection and nothing could protect them more than the castle's walls. Secondly, his brothers would have nowhere to hide once he takes over the castle and therefore it would be easier to kill them.
"But Your Highness, Pierre still has soldiers guarding everyone in the palace."
Lucian smirked. "Don't worry I will take care of them."
Lucian could fully use his powers now because he had no one to worry about. Levi was already outside of the castle and Pierre had no other children.
"Lincoln, I need you to stay by my side no matter what, because you are going to see a side of me you have never seen before."
It was time to let the beast out.



I woke up the next morning with an extreme headache. I had been thinking the whole night about what Irene had told me. I couldn't find a reason for her to lie to me, so she must have been speaking the truth. But then again, how could I believe that I had met the Devil himself?
I shook my head. Think straight Hazel.
Irene wanted me to help her and figure things out myself. She must have had a reason to tell me that Lothaire is the devil, if he truly was. Maybe she was giving me hints. First I had to figure out why Irene wanted to help me at all. Either she was related to me or to Lucian, or maybe Lothaire was related to Lucian. Then if Lothaire is the Devil and Lucian is said to be the Devil's son....no, no. You are being crazy Hazel. How could Lothaire be Lucians father? He seemed to be just a few years older, besides if he was his father then why wasn't he helping his son?
No! It had to be something else. Maybe Lucian was related to Irene instead, but how? She said she wasn't a previous lover then...ughhh. I pulled my hair. I was losing my mind.
There was a knock on the door and shortly after Irene peeked her head through the opening.
"Good morning." She smiled."Can I come in?"
"Yes, of course"
She had a tray with a cup and from the scent I knew it was my favorite tea. I really needed it now that my head felt like exploding.
"Here drink this." She said putting the tray on the nightstand. "I am sure you are not feeling alright. I am sorry I told you like that but I really need your help."
I sighed as a took the teacup. " Is Lothaire really the Devil?" I wanted to laugh again but everything was possible at this moment. I knew Lucian wasn't entirely human so there were probably other beings out there.
"Yes."
"And Enoch?" I said as I took a sip from the tea.
"A demon." A demon? Then... Roshan...
"Roshan is a demon too." She said.
My throat felt suddenly dry and I gulped the tea down even though it was hot.
"Careful." Irene looked at me with a worried expression. "Hazel, do you believe in angels?"
Why was she suddenly asking this? Am I about to meet an angel as well? Can we take one creature at a time?
"Yes,"
"Than why is it difficult to believe in demons?"