CHAPTER 23

One day was the most they could resist. Rosalba was covered in blood breathing with difficulty. Peter was furious when noticed that Rosalba locked up him. He attacked intending to kill her. She had managed to escape but she was within her limits. She wasn't even still standing.

Her injuries were grave. She managed to injure Peter too; it could be considered a piece of luck. Rosalba laughed and Peter looked at her with anger.

—B*tch, Are you laughing? —He hit her only with his fists. It seemed that he had lost his patience. Rosalba only could let him hit her.

He pulled her hair saying—I really didn't want to kill you know. But you get in my way every time like a worm. I'm sick to death of you —Rosalba had her view blurred

She suddenly looked at the landscape and saw that it was dawning and said.

—I can rest now… —Peter thought she was accepting her death and said.

—Yes, you can rest forever —He raised his hand and his nails turned sharp as a knife.

When his hand was near the Rosalba's neck, an extremely strong hand stopped Peter.

—Don't touch her —Nicholas said to Peter

Rosalba smiled and said —The reinforcements are here —Nicholas grabbed Rosalba and went backward.

—Rosa, wait here —Nicholas laid down Rosalba and ran towards Peter.

Peter ridiculed him and attacked the wolf with his magic. Rosalba looked at their battle and the other soldiers that arrived to help Maximiliano and the others and felt relief. The battlefield was in their favor now. Peter noticed this too and their attack turned more ruthless. Nicholas avoided these attacks but he couldn't move towards Peter enough to injure him.

Rosalba stood up as she could, and attacked Peter with her knives of blood. He couldn't avoid it because he was distracted by Nicholas.

—Agh! —His eyes turned red from anger. He looked at Rosalba intending to destroy her.

Nicholas took advantage of this and he tore off his left arm. Peter screamed in pain. Rosalba created a saber and she stabbed his heart with it. Peter coughed a puff of blood, saying.

—Not… I can't lose… —He looked at the odious face in front of him and he couldn't feel at peace. So he decided to drag this woman with him to hell.

He accumulated the rest of the magic in his body and said.

—You will come with me…¡!—Peter suddenly trembled fiercely. Rosalba looked at him and said.

—I'm sorry, but I have no intention to go with you —She put a spell on his body when she stabbed him. Carceris incantate. This time she noticed something. Peter and she had a similarity. He was willing to do anything to achieve his goal, even die. He was similar to Rosalba in that part of his personality.

So she thought, what would she want to do if she couldn't win? She tries to take at least one of her enemies with her to death. It was only a bet, she didn't know if she was right. But who knows that they were more similar than they thought. It was funny.

Peter explode but he couldn't damage anyone. Rosalba and Nicholas stayed exhausted so they lay down on the ground.

—Hey! Are you okay? —Rosalba said after a while.

—More or less…and you? —Answered Nicholas.

—It could be worse…—Rosalba murmured.

Nicholas laughed and suddenly said —Do you want to marry me after this? —Rosalba was stunned for a second before she said.

—Are you proposing that I get married without a ring? —Nicholas stayed silent for a moment and said.

—I suppose that it wasn't good…—Rosalba laughed and said.

—Not… —Both started to laugh while they fell into the darkness.

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The emperor and the princess were very injured so Maximiliano was in charge of finishing with the rest of the army and the addition of Luzbel to Silas. Rosalba and Nicholas slept for almost a month and when they woke up they didn't want to do work. So they escaped from the palace with the excuse of recovering in a quiet place.

Maximiliano couldn't believe it and he was furious. So he didn't have any other choice than to do all the work alone. He really wanted to strangle Nicholas when he came back. Of course, he would have stepped down if he knew the plan of Nicholas for his wedding. But it is a story for another day.