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 this

lips. It felt as though

"It's…"

before he gathered his composure and was finally able to utter

and would like to

servant echoed in her mind like a

"Ah?"

finally understood why the servant was behaving the way that he

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To Tok—!

manner. As she dipped her head, she dared

induced in her an unexplainable feeling

for what seemed to be hours until a voice

"Come in."

her blood boil as a result. It was so suffocating that she felt paralyzed and unable to move until

"If you'll excuse me."

immediately after that, she was presented with the sight of a

was illuminated by two large windows

the person seated in the middle of the room was the thing that drew her attention. A demon with long, pinkish straight hair, red eyes that glowed brightly, a black

the desk in a relaxed manner, quietly writing over

giving the impression that he

her head

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

feeling of oppression that had lingered in his words faded away, and in its place was a voice that was calm

stared directly at Priscilla, his gaze

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

she immediately pulled

immediately thought of a

the meeting with the World

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

since she'd last

the other houses planning on joining together against them, or was the house of envy up to

not what you're

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 that she'd only witnessed

sudden realization that the situation was a

face, I'm afraid that things are a lot worse than

she kept her mouth

didn't take long, as he soon spoke. The contents of his words stunned

a scale large enough to

"…"

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

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

Priscilla felt something

is grandfather looking at

gaze was odd in a number of ways. She was at a loss for words, but she tried her best

shed some light

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

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