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.

on with me this

her lips. It felt as though she was

"It's…"

long before he gathered his composure and was finally

and would like to

in her mind like a clap of thunder. Her mind went completely

"Ah?"

that Priscilla finally understood why the servant was behaving

***

To Tok—!

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

door induced in her an unexplainable feeling of

waited for what seemed to be hours until

"Come in."

and powerful was housed within the speaker's voice, making her blood boil as a result. It was so suffocating that she felt paralyzed and unable to move until a few seconds after the

"If you'll excuse me."

after that, she was presented with the

windows and a large chandelier

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

relaxed manner, quietly writing over a

giving the impression that he was

her

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

that had lingered in his words faded away, and in

directly at

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

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

thought

the meeting with the

coming up, her grandfather, the Patriarch, had set out to meet the other Patriarchs

she'd last seen him. Had something gone wrong with

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

not what

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.

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

that

at the thought, and she kept her mouth shut,

didn't take long, as he soon spoke. The

happened last night. On a scale large enough to alarm

"…"

was just starting to get a grasp on how dire the situation really

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

felt something was amiss

looking at me

for words, but she tried her best to keep her composure. Whatever it was, she

shed some

that you're still safe here, it seems

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