Chapter 709:

Daemonikai had no idea which devastated him more—the vivid memory of every cut, every bruise, every swollen mark on her flesh that morning… or this.

Watching her relive that night each time he put his hands on her.

Ukrae, grant me this one favor. Just this once.

Help me find the wretch who dared tamper with my mind. One single piece of proof—that is all I ask. Just point me in the right fucking direction.

I, Daemonikai Vipertheriov Naelzharoth, will never go easy on them. They will live and breathe torture. When I am done, they will beg for death, but I will not grant it.

Chest filled with boiling rage, Daemonikai pressed his face into the crook of Emeriel’s neck, rocking her—trying to calm himself as well. Breathing in her scent like a penitent.

I will find them—even if I have to burn this entire city to the ground to do it. I fucking will.

And when I do, I will be their tormentor. Their judge, jury, and executioner.

PRINCESS AEKEIRA

hummed an old lullaby. Sunlight spilled pale and thin through the lattice, allowing her to enjoy

Until Emeriel entered.

dark circles under her eyes, and her lips trembled even as she tried

her sewing at once, rising quickly to

alright? Why do you

bawling. The kind where the sobs

what’s going on!?” Aekeira was panicking more with every

frightening me! You know you shouldn’t be

was crying too,

“Em, please!”

Still, Emeriel only wept.

as though there was no end to her pain. Sobbed as if no hope remained

sank back onto the bed, drawing her sister down with her, rocking her and crying

passed. At last, the sobbing eased. Subsided into torn breaths and

in a

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