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

It felt as though

"It's…"

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

is present and would like

of the servant echoed in her mind like

"Ah?"

that Priscilla finally understood why

***

To Tok—!

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

in her an unexplainable feeling of

for what seemed to be hours until a voice

"Come in."

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

"If you'll excuse me."

opened the door. Almost immediately after that,

was illuminated by two large windows and

was the thing that drew her attention. A demon

sat behind the desk in a relaxed

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

bowed her head and

"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

stared directly at Priscilla,

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

was taken aback by his words, and she immediately pulled herself

immediately thought of a

the meeting with the World

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

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

joining together against them, or was the house of envy up

what you're

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 a couple of times in her

she had the sudden realization that the situation was a great

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

at the thought, and she kept her

he soon spoke. The contents of his words

very big happened last night. On a scale large enough

"…"

brief pause in her breathing. She was just starting to get a grasp on how

was already somewhat prepared, things were far more serious than she

some reason, Priscilla felt something was amiss

looking at me like

odd in a number of ways. She was at a loss for words, but she tried her best to keep her composure. Whatever it was, she would just follow his

words shed some light on the

that you're still safe here, it seems like we've fallen for a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255