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

felt as though she was

"It's…"

stuttering, but it wasn't long before he gathered

patriarch is present and would like to

mind like a clap of thunder. Her mind went

"Ah?"

this point that Priscilla finally understood why the servant was behaving the

***

To Tok—!

on the heavy wooden door in a submissive manner. As she dipped her head, she dared not look

door induced in her an unexplainable feeling of

waited for what seemed to be hours until a voice

"Come in."

a result. It was so suffocating that she felt paralyzed and unable to move until a few seconds after the voice had ceased to

"If you'll excuse me."

did not linger and immediately opened the door. Almost immediately after that, she

by two large windows and a large

seated in the middle of the room was the thing that drew her attention. A demon with long, pinkish

desk in a relaxed manner, quietly

anxiety was only exacerbated by the unnatural serenity that he exuded, which, despite giving the impression that he was not dangerous, only

her head and

"Greetings grandfather."

"You're here."

in his words faded away, and in its

at

"Something big has happened."

"Yes?"

words, and she immediately pulled herself together and stood up

thought of a

the World Decree

Patriarch, had set out

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

houses planning on joining together against them, or was the

not what

to her train of thought. When she looked up, she was taken aback to see a

that very moment, she had the sudden realization that the

I'm afraid that things are a lot worse than

heart dropped at the thought, and she kept her mouth shut, waiting for her

spoke. The contents of his words stunned

happened last night. On a scale large enough

"…"

her breathing. She was just starting to

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

for some reason, Priscilla felt something was amiss with the current

looking at

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

next words shed some light on

originally come here expecting the worst. However, seeing that you're still safe here,

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