Return of The devil’s son episode 21 – 22

RETURN OF THE DEVIL’S SON👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

CHAPTER 21

“Your highness, let me bring a physician.”

Lucian shook his head and Jade’s frown deepened.

“But your highness, your fever is not going down I have to do something.”

“Listen to me Jade. I don’t need nor do I want help. I just want to be alone.”

Jade was about to protest but Lucian cut her off. “It’s an order, and don’t tell my sister.”

Lucian had no energy to deal with Alexander’s sister. He was already in enough pain. Why he was so sick he couldn’t understand but he couldn’t just lay here. He came here for a reason, for revenge, but got so distracted and now he was even more confused. Who was the woman that hugged him and why did she make him feel the way he did.

Despite knowing that she would only be a distraction Lucian wanted to meet her again. He had so many questions to ask.

Lucian pushed himself out of the bed with a gro-n. His wh0le body ached, then he summoned Julian with a spell that he had learned.

Julian appeared so quietly as if he had always been there in his room. “Your highness, you don’t seem well. He said upon seeing his face.

“Any news from outside?” Lucian ignored his remark. He had no reason or energy to explain his condition.

“Well the citizens are not very impressed with their new king, in fact many of them dislike him, especially the poor since he raised the taxes for them. This will be to you advantage. We have now spread some rumors that you might be alive and people seem to respond well, they have hope that you might be a better ruler than your brother.”

“Good.” Now he only needed to get rid of his brother but getting rid of him was not enough for Lucian. He wanted to torture him, to make his life so miserable that he would want to end it himself. He would make him beg, he would make him wish that he was already dead.

But first he would pay him a visit.

Lucian boiled with anger upon seeing his brother sitting comfortably on the throne while ordering some servants around proudly. He didn’t deserve to sit on that chair or have that crown on his head. He didn’t deserve to order people around and fill his stomach while his people were starving.

“Oh look who is here. Come in.” He said standing up from his seat. “How is your stay here?”

Lucian walked in,side while he spoke. “I like it very much.” He faked a smile.

They made their way to a table and sat down. Pierre ordered a maid to bring some snacks and then turned back to him.

“I heard you were looking for some maid who caused you some trouble?”

“Oh…” Pierre waved dismissively with his hand. “It’s just some servant who needed to be punished, but we have found her so everything is fine.” He said.

Found her? Lucian wanted to laugh. His brother still lied easily.

“How is the wedding preparation going?”

“Her Highness is very specific, she wants the wedding to be extravagant and I want her to be satisfied of course.”

Alexander’s sister was spoiled and arrogant. She and Pierre deserved each other Lucian thought.

“But I am little worried…” Lucian began, “I heard your brother is alive.”

Pierre was about to take a sip from his wine but paused.

“Which one?” He asked.

“The youngest one.”

Pierre laughed, almost nervously.

“Oh…I can assure you all of my brothers are dead. People just like to gossip.”

“If you say so…then we have no problem.”

Pierre narrowed his gaze. “You look pale.” He pointed.

“Yes, I haven’t been out much lately, which I usually do. I should go out for a while.”

“Yes of course. We have beautiful places here in Decresh. I could arrange someone to show you around.” Pierre offered.

“It’s alright. I will be fine by myself.”

As Lucian left his brother alone he sense that his brother was nervous and confused. He even called for the guards that killed Lucian to make sure he was dead.

“What did you do with the body?” He asked.

“We threw him in an empty well and burned it. He could not have lived through that, Your Highness.” They assured him.

“Of course not.” Pierre said with smug look on his face. He was relieved again, but that would only last for a short while.

As soon as the sun set Lucian took the first step toward his plan. He found one of the guards who burned his body and followed him to somewhere quiet where he was wanted to pee. Just as he was about to pull his trousers down he felt someone standing behind him. He froze in place, who was this, he was sure no one had followed him. He slowly reached for the dagger in his pocket and then turned swing the dagger but it only cut through thin air.

No one was there. The soldier frowned. He was sure he felt someone standing behind him. He looked around carefully but not a soul was around. Maybe he had too many drink he thought and proceeded to pee. When he was done he pulled up his p-nt and when he turned he almost walked into someone.

His heart jumped up to his throat and he was about to curse whoever it was when he saw what he thought he would never see.

No, it could not be possible. Right in front of him stood someone who was supposed to be dead, someone who could not be alive. This had to be a dream.

“It’s not a dream, but I sure will make it a nightmare.” Lucians l-ips curved into an evil smile.

The soldier still stood frozen. Adrenaline rushed through his veins but still he couldn’t move. The horror made him completely paralyzed and soon he couldn’t even stand still so he fell to his knees. This couldn’t be true but it felt so real.

Lucian looked at the soldier in front of him. All the blood had drained from his face and he shook in fear. “Yo..yo..your high…ness.” He stuttered when he finally could speak. He reached his hand to touch him as if to make sure it wasn’t an imagination or a dream and when he ensured that it was indeed real he began to shake his head in refusal.

“Im…impossible.” He said crawling backwards.

Lucian took a few steps toward him and the soldier kept crawling backwards until the cement wall behind him blocked his way.

“Pl…please. I did nothing wrong. I…I just did what…what I was ordered.” He said shaking in fear. “Please…I will do whatever you want. Just…don’t kill me.” He said throwing himself at Lucians feet.

Lucian had no intention of killing him…yet. “Yes you will. You will go and tell Pierre that I am coming for him. Tell him to be prepared.”

***

Pierre was enjoying his time with his women, or maybe not much. Hazel kept coming to his mind and he wondered where she could be hiding. Why he was so obsessed with her he couldn’t understand but the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. He was determined to make her his.

“Are you not enjoying yourself, Your Highness.” One of his mistresses Kayla spoke next to his ear as her hands slid down his chest.

“No I am not. You should all leave!” He said standing up and pulling up his robe. They looked at him confused for a while but then left quietly.

He was in a bad mood although he couldn’t understand why. He had everything, he had money, power and beautiful women, lots of them. He couldn’t be feeling down because of one worthless woman whom his brother had already used. No, he would not let himself feel down because of her.

Pouring some wine into his glass he was about to sit down and relax when suddenly someone knocked loudly on the door. “I need to speak to you Your Highness. It’s important.”

Had they found Hazel?

“Come in!” Pierre called.

One of his guards David barged into the room, p-nting, looking like he had seen a ghost. “Your highness…” He looked like he was going faint anytime.

“What is it?”

“I…I…” He tried to catch his breath. “I just saw His highness Lucian. He is alive.”

RETURN OF THE DEVIL’S SON👿

Author: Jasmine Josef

CHAPTER 22

“What nonsense are you saying?”

“I swear Your Highness. I saw him with my two own eyes.” David shook as if remembering what he had seen.

Fear crept its way slowly into Pierre’s heart. Lucian could not be alive. He had made sure that his brother was not breathing before letting the guards take him away.

“You said you burned him.” Pierre accused.

“I…I did.” David said his eyes w¡dening in realization and fear at what he had done. “He will not spare my life.” He said more to himself.

The horror on David’s face was so real that it made Pierre wonder how his brother could have survived all that? Was he really the devil’s son?

He chuckled darkly. That was ridiculous. David must have been feeling guilty that he started imagining things.

“Just leave.” He said waving with his hand.

David stared at him for a short while then with a low voice, as if he was scared that someone would hear him he said “He is coming for you. He told me to tell you to be prepared.”

A frown settled on Pierre’s face and heart began to pump in fear. “Stop talking nonsense and Leave!” He yelled.

Lucian could not be alive and even if he was he couldn’t have entered the castle without anyone noticing. Everyone here knew what he looked like.

Pierre took a deep breath to calm himself down. He had nothing to be scared of yet he put more guards outside his room before he went to sleep.

Lucian watched his brother turning back and forth in his bed while unable to sleep. This was only the beginning. Pierre would have many more sleepless nights.

***

“Hazel.”

I jumped at the sound of Irene’s voice. Turning around I found her standing in the middle of the room with shoulders dropped. Her once gorgeous face looked unhealthy and her once vibrant eyes looked dead.

“Irene.”

“I know you probably don’t want to see me but I couldn’t help myself from coming to see you.” She rubbed her hands together nervously. “I wanted to tell you everything but I couldn’t because of the curse. Now I guess you already know.”

She was speaking of being Lucian mother.

“Yes I know.”

As she looked more closely at me a frown settled on her face. “Oh…” She breathed. “Who did this to you?” She said crossing the distance between us an grabbing my shoulders to look more closely. Her sad face turned into one of anger, as if she wanted to punish whoever hurt me.

“Yes, I want to.” She said and I could hear the anger in her voice. My once closest friend, my only friend turned out to be Lucians mother. I still couldn’t digest that fact.

Irene’s expression turned into one of sadness again upon hearing my thoughts. “I am sorry.” She apologized. “I know you are angry with me but I can’t let you stay here. You have to come with me.”

I shook my head. “I want to see Lucian. He needs me.”

“It’s dangerous to stay here and Lucian doesn’t remember yo..” Before she could finish the sentence she stopped herself and looked at me apologetically

“So he is really not pretending?” I asked feeling my heart break into thousand pieces.

“No… but don’t worry. He will remember you.”

I felt my eyes tear up. ” And if he doesn’t?”

“He will.” She assured.

“Why doesn’t he remember me?” I heard my voice crack. No, I was not going to cry again.

“He probably feel to much guilt that it’s painful for him to remember.” Now her eyes teared up.

“Guilt? Why?”

“Because he feels that he failed to protect you. He feels guilty for leaving you behind in the hands of his enemies. He probably imagined many times before he died what would happen to you once he left and it was too painful for him, so he suppressed all his memories that includes you.”

Oh Lucian. I didn’t know he was in so much pain. I needed to make him see that I was just fine.

“I want to see him Irene. Please take me to him.” I was almost crying.

Irene sighed. “He can hurt you right now.”

“No he won’t.”

Irene sighed. “Alright, come with me.”

***

Lucian was half asleep when he heard the door to his room open quietly and someone sneaking in,side. He slowly reached for the dagger under his pillow making himself ready as the person’s footsteps neared, but then suddenly Lucian stiffened. He recognized this scent, the scent of honey and coconut, the scent of Hazel.

What was she doing here and how did she get in?

Putting the dagger back he pretended to be asleep. Hazel walked closer, he could feel her leaning over him and then slowly she sat down on the bed next to him. After that it was quite for a while and then he felt her fingers on his face, removing the hair from his face and tucking it behind his ear.

“Lucian.” She whispered his name but he kept his eyes closed. “You have gone through alot and I could do nothing to help you.” She ran her fingers through his hair. “I don’t want you to hurt anymore. I wish you could come with me and leave all this behind. We could live happily together and forget about the hurt and the pain.” It was silent for a moment. “Is that possible?” She then asked. She seemed to ask herself more than him.

Slowly she leaned even closer to him and Lucian wondered what she was about to do before he felt her l-ips on his forehead. “I love you.” She whispered and then stood up to leave.

Lucian panicked for an unknown reason and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from leaving. Hazel gasped startled but then looked back at him. “You are awake.” She looked shocked and scared.

Lucian looked up at her. “Don’t leave.” He said to his surprise which seemed to surprise her as well. She was a little reluctant but then decided to stay with him. He made some place for her on the bed next to him and she lay down carefully. There they lay face to face looking at each other, both a bit confused by what they were doing.

“How did you get in here?” he asked breaking the silence.

“You’re guards are sleeping.” She whispered.

“Why did you come here?”

“I wanted to see you.”

Why he wanted to ask but then again he knew what she would say, because he was her husband. He felt as though he was, since he felt way too comfortable with her.

From what he had learned, he was only married once and to a princess from Maebeth whom his brother would never keep alive. This woman was alive and she could not be human. She had been able to see through his disguise and he could not read her thoughts like other humans. She was something else and she probably wanted something from him. What he didn’t know but there was one way to find out, to keep her close to him and play along with her. Eventually she would show her true colors.

“I am dirty, and your bed is clean.” She said when it became too quiet.

“It’s alright. Get some sleep.” He said then closed his eyes and before he knew he was already asleep.

***

Lucian woke up feeling refreshed. It had been so long since he had a good sleep and without a nightmare. He wondered what went different this time, but that’s when he noticed Hazel sleeping next to him. Was she the reason? How could he have fallen asleep and even felt comfortable next to a woman he suspected to be his enemy?

Lucian stared at Hazel’s relaxed face as she was asleep. She looked so innocent that he had a hærd time believing she could be anyone’s enemy at all. He reached for her face, feeling her now bruised skin under his fingers. He felt a sudden urge to punish whoever did this to her. Caring for someone he didn’t even know made him feel even more upset.

“Hazel.” What am I supposed to do with you?

Hazel opened her eyes slowly as if she had heard her name being called. Afte blinking several times she looked at him and smiled. That smile, that annoying yet beautiful smile tugged at his heart in strange ways. Lucian got hastily out of bed, irritated by his own feelings. Hazel sat up and looked at him with a hurt expression that she tried to hide.

“You can use the bathroom to clean up.” He said as an excuse to be without her for a moment, to collect his thoughts.

“Thank you.” She smiled getting out of bed and then tiptoed to the bathroom.

Lucian let out a deep breath once she was out of sight. This woman was doing things to his mind and body. What was wrong with him? He had seen much more beautiful women than her and still not felt the way she made him feel. He paced back and forth in the room trying to calm his nerves down, but his demon was being rebellious again.

I thought we made peace, he told his demon as if his demon was someone other than himself. His demon was only a name for his dark side, the evil in,side of him, the anger, the wickedness, the frustration and of course the l.u.s.t and hunger. The will to manipulate and to sed-ce was usually what his demon enjoyed the most and usually that side of him, his demon was stronger than his good side.

“Lucian.”

Hazel’s voice interrupted his fight with his demon but as he turned around and laid eyes on her he knew there was no going back.

Hazel was standing in front of him, w-t and with nothing but a small towel wrapped around her body.

“I couldn’t put my dirty clothes back on.” She said completely innocent.

Lucian slowly strolled toward her fully aware that he had let his demon win. Hazel didn’t step away and there was no fear in her eyes this time as he grabbed her face softly.

“Good.” He breathed. “I want you n.a.k.e.d.”

tbc…