The Author's POV

Chapter 713

The next day.

"Ukh."

As soon as Priscilla opened her eyes, she was hit with a severe headache. It was excruciatingly painful, and for a good minute, she was forced to do nothing more than lean against her couch.

"What happened over here?"

While she was massaging her forehead, she noticed that her room was in utter disarray, with every piece of furniture in shattered pieces.

"Ugh."

She blinked several times, trying to recall all the information.

"Ah, right, it's about that fucker…"

Faint memories started to enter her mind, and she soon came to the conclusion that this came as a result of her rage toward Duke Ukhan.

Her memory was still hazy, but the more she thought about it, the more convinced she was.

It wasn't the first time that something like this had happened…

"Bastard."

She muttered an expletive as she recalled what had transpired in the cave the day prior. It was difficult to put into words exactly how irritated she was at this very moment.

"I should have someone clean up this mess."

Throwing one last glance at her surroundings, Priscilla gradually stood up.

She ruffled her hair and started walking toward the door, but just as she took the first step toward it, the door suddenly burst open and one of her servants walked in.

"Duchess!"

His tone of voice carried an air of panic, which caused her pretty features to contort into a frown.

"What is it?"

"It's…"

The servant took a deep breath just as a look that could be interpreted as fear crossed his eyes. The manner in which he carried himself piqued Priscilla's interest even further.

"That."

The servant stumbled over his words as if he was having trouble articulating a sentence. His actions annoyed Priscilla.

She glared at him.

"What is it? Spit it out before I get annoyed."

She had no idea what was causing it, but for some unexplainable reason, she found herself becoming irritated by everything at the moment. Be it her servant, the smell that lingered in the air, and the sunlight filtering through the windows.

Even when facing the servant, whom she usually treated with courtesy, she found herself unable to hide her true self. The words coming out of her mouth were rather crude.

going on with me

felt as though she was missing

"It's…"

stuttering, but it wasn't long before he gathered his composure and was finally

is present and would

in her mind like

"Ah?"

that Priscilla finally understood why the servant was

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To Tok—!

in a submissive manner. As she dipped her head, she dared not look

her an

to be hours until a voice finally sounded from the

"Come in."

powerful was housed within the speaker's voice, making her blood boil as a result. It was so suffocating that she felt paralyzed and unable to move until a few

"If you'll excuse me."

immediately opened the door. Almost immediately after that, she was presented with the sight of a

room was illuminated by two large windows and a large chandelier that hung

the middle of the room was the thing that drew her attention. A demon with long, pinkish straight hair,

in a relaxed manner, quietly writing over a couple of

which, despite giving the impression that he was not dangerous, only served to heighten her concern about

her head

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

away, and in its place was

stared directly at Priscilla, his

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

words, and she immediately pulled

immediately thought

with the World Decree

out to meet the other Patriarchs in order to

had been about a month since she'd last seen him. Had something gone

together against them, or was the house

not what

Patriarch swiftly put an end to her train of thought. When she looked up, she was taken aback to see a rare frown appear on his face. Something

the sudden realization that the situation was a great deal more serious than

I'm afraid that

and she kept her mouth

spoke. The contents of his words stunned her

night. On a scale large enough to alarm

"…"

brief pause in her breathing. She was just starting

prepared, things were far more serious than she had originally anticipated, and

Priscilla felt something was amiss with the

looking at

words, but she tried her best to keep her composure. Whatever it

next words shed some light

here expecting the worst. However, seeing that you're still safe

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