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…"

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

is present and would like to speak with

like a

"Ah?"

why the servant was behaving the way that he

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To Tok—!

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

her an unexplainable

be hours until a voice finally sounded

"Come in."

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

"If you'll excuse me."

immediately opened the door. Almost immediately after that, she was presented

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

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 suit, and extremely handsome

desk in a relaxed manner, quietly writing over

exacerbated by the unnatural serenity that he exuded, which, despite giving the impression that

her

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

words faded away, and in its place was a voice that was calm and

at Priscilla, his

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

words, and she immediately pulled herself together and

immediately thought of a

the

out to meet the other Patriarchs in order to discuss the terms

a month since she'd last seen

other houses planning on joining together against them, or was the

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 a couple of times in

very moment, she had the sudden realization that the situation was a great deal more serious than she had

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

the thought, and she kept her mouth shut, waiting for

spoke. The contents of

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

"…"

starting to get a grasp on how dire the situation

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

something was amiss

is grandfather looking at

She was at a loss for words, but she tried her best to

words shed some

that you're

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