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

stitching as she hummed an old lullaby. Sunlight spilled pale and

Until Emeriel entered.

exhaustion. There were dark circles under her eyes, and her lips

Aekeira dropped her sewing at once, rising quickly to her

you alright? Why do you look

and started bawling. The kind where

going on!?” Aekeira was panicking more with every

You know you shouldn’t be

too, unable to

“Em, please!”

Still, Emeriel only wept.

no end to her pain. Sobbed

sister down with

how much time passed. At last, the sobbing eased. Subsided into

in a whisper of

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