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

It felt

"It's…"

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

present and would

servant echoed in her mind like a clap

"Ah?"

finally understood why the servant was behaving the way that he

***

To Tok—!

As she dipped her head,

in her an unexplainable feeling

for what seemed to be hours until a voice

"Come in."

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

"If you'll excuse me."

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

was illuminated by two large windows and a large chandelier

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 relaxed manner, quietly writing over a

exuded, which, despite giving the impression that he was

her

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

oppression that had lingered in his words faded away, and in its

at

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

she immediately pulled herself

immediately thought of

meeting with the World Decree gone

coming up, her grandfather, the Patriarch, had set out

last seen

planning on joining together against them, or was the house of

what

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 a

she had the sudden realization that the situation was a great deal

shows such face, I'm afraid that things are

at the thought, and she kept her mouth shut,

he soon spoke. The contents of his words stunned her

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

"…"

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

was already somewhat prepared, things were far more serious than she had originally anticipated, and she already thought things

for some reason, Priscilla felt something was

grandfather looking at me

loss for words, but she tried her best to keep her

shed some

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

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