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.

with me

her lips. It felt as though she was

"It's…"

before he gathered his composure and was finally able to utter a

is present and would like to

her mind like a clap

"Ah?"

that Priscilla finally understood why the servant was behaving the way that

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To Tok—!

on the heavy wooden door in a submissive manner. As she dipped her head, she dared not look directly out the

her an

until

"Come in."

eerie and powerful was housed within the speaker's voice, making her blood boil as a result. It was so suffocating that she felt

"If you'll excuse me."

Almost immediately after that, she was presented with the sight

by two large windows and a large

person seated in the middle of the room was the thing that drew her attention. A demon

sat behind the desk in a relaxed manner, quietly writing over

serenity that he exuded, which, despite giving the impression that he

bowed her head

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

lingered in his words faded away, and

directly at

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

aback by his words, and she immediately pulled herself together and stood up

immediately thought

meeting with the World Decree gone

grandfather, the Patriarch, had set out to meet the other Patriarchs in order to discuss

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

them, or was the house of envy

not what

she looked up, she was taken aback to see a rare frown appear on his

sudden realization that the situation was a great

such face, I'm afraid that things

heart dropped at the thought, and she kept

spoke. The

last night. On a scale large enough to alarm all of

"…"

experienced a brief pause in her breathing. She was just starting to get a

far more serious than she had originally anticipated, and

Priscilla felt something was amiss with the

grandfather looking at me

loss for words, but she tried her best to keep

words shed some light on

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

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