An Angry Katania

The atmosphere in the room had turned frigid as Katania swept a sharp gaze over each face causing them to involuntarily shiver.

In the dead silence of the room all that could be heard was the sound of Katania's boots against the stone floor.

She approached a fearful looking man hunched into a ball on the floor.

She gripped his chin in her left hand and tilted his weathered face upwards to meet her gaze.

"You say your son loves me?" she revealed a rare smile as she asked this.

He nodded sharply, "My lady he is indeed in love with you!" the man continued to blabber.

She nodded her head to show she understood and he fell silent.

Then, shaking her head she said, "No, he doesn't love me, he wants to fuck me. He wants to own me, I detest men!" she snarled as she viciously released her hold on his face sharply pushing him away. The temperature in the room continued to drop. "I, Katania Voorhees am no man's plaything!" she shouted as she rose from her crouched position.

The man crawled up to her on his knees, "My Lady, I was wrong! please spare us!" he was sobbing now. 

This man was naturally Sir Renaud, he didn't care for the life of the others, he only hoped to escape with his own.

"I tried to reason with you all," Katania said,

"I gave you face but you don't want face-"

"My Lady, I do! I do want face!" he pleaded pathetically.

"You dare demand face from me?" the corners of Katania's lips were twisted in a sardonic sneer.

"I do not dare, I do not dare!" Sir Renaud smashed his head against the stone leaving bloody streaks.

A look of pure disgust crossed Katania's face, her eyes shifting to her father who sat comfortably in a plush beige chair, a calm expression on his face as if he was innocent in all of this.

Katania could be considered to be extremely filial, however at this moment she felt nothing other than contempt for the men in this room.

Her father was quickly ensnared as she exerted her aura. To a Heavenly realm cultivator, these men could be considered ants. It was not something a peak Mortale realm expert could compare with, naturally, resisting was not a possibility.

He hung suspended in the air as Katania pondered what to do with him.

The doors of the room flew open and Erik ran in, their mother close behind him.

Everyone in the castle had felt the disturbance Katania's power had caused.

Seeing the situation; Mother quickly discerned what had happened.

However, Erik was still confused, seeing his father powerless, suspended in the air.

He grew angry, He emitted his aura of a grade 2 Spiritual realm cultivator and drew his sword.

"Release my father!" he yelled with all his might.

Katania's spirit quivered, and she let the old man fall to the floor.

He rubbed his neck as Erik ran towards him.

"My son, thank you for saving me from that witch," he said, shooting Katania a penetrating glare.

"Sis-ter?" Erik was aghast.

Sir Voorhees nodded.

Katania rolled her eyes, no longer caring.

"The events that occured today, ensure it never happens again." she sneered before turning and leaving the room.

She'd had enough, in fact, had it not been for them entering at that moment, those men would have died here today.

Katania didn't hate all men, however she had an understanding of them and it wasn't flattering at all.

Since she was 12 years old boys would remark about how pretty she was, a few of the bolder ones approached her under the pretense of friendship before trying to fuck her in some pantry like a common maid.

She'd received gifts and love letters and an endless number of confessions year after year.

Boys would grope her when they were 'playing' if it hadn't been for Empress witnessing these acts and growing furious at their shamelessness Katania might have never known she was being taken advantage of.

Once Katania was sure she was out of earshot, great heaving sobs ripped from her chest.

She'd meant every word she said but the pain of being treated like she was nothing was still there.

A voice like flowing water soothed her,  "My darling sister, it's been hard on you-" she consoled.

Katania sobbed harder.

Suddenly a strange power leaked out of her, it materialised into a human form and immediately embraced her.

Katania wasn't sure what had just happened but it was exactly what she needed right now.

She hugged the form tightly and it nourished her soul.

🎶"I would wipe away the tears you spill, and kiss away the pains. I'll hold you in my arms until the memories of them fade, I'll treasure you when others won't and restore to you the love they stole, when everyone else has failed you, I want you to know that I will always love you no matter where I...go..." 🎶the voice sang to her in the sweetest melody Katania had ever heard, and her heart swelled so much it began to hurt, she cried harder now but there was laughter amidst the tears.

"Empress!" she sobbed.

"Shh shh, I'm here," was all she said as she gently stroked her hair.