Take Your Hands Off Me!!

Layah slammed the door of the room shut, and her hands balled into a tight fist. She stormed towards the huge glass window and let out furious, continuous breaths. Such audacity! He had to talk to her in such a way!

Even if she was willing to marry him before, she would rather die than marry him now. She scoffed and began to take off the clothes.

She changed back into new black pants and a white shirt, then parked her hair up and wore her boots. She turned around and walked out of the room, making her way to the yard where the soldiers stayed.

"Where is he?" she questioned the instant she stepped in and slammed her hand on the table where the soldiers were gathered. Alucard raised his head to look at her and got up from the chair. 

"Your highness, he is currently resting," he replied, and Layah arched her brow at him. "Resting for what?" she questioned and Alucard proceeded to explain further, but was cut off by Mishak, who walked out of the small chamber to stand in front of her.

"Your highness, you need not worry. I would never go back on my words. Once the banquet is over, I will resign my position." He smiled as he said, and she rolled her eyes at him. 

"Well... okay, but I am not here for that. I need to discuss something with you." She said and walked closer to him, then grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into the small chamber, shutting the door behind them.

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The banquet finally came to an end and Zahiel, who was a little bit tipsy, walked away from the hall, making his way back to his chamber. He arrived at the door of his room and pushed it open, stepping in. When he proceeded to shut the door, someone abruptly stood in between the doors, stopping him from closing it.

He lifted his head to see who it was, and his eyes fluttered on seeing that it was none other than Elva, who stood with a smirk on her lips.

"Your highness." She smiled at Zahiel, and Zahiel, who was confused, tried to ask what she was doing there, but Elva, however, shut the door, jumped into his arms and slammed her lips against his, kissing him deeply.

Zahiel's eyes widened in shock, and he quickly pushed her off of him. "Princess!" he yelled at her and began to back away as Elva, who was not ready to give up yet, began to walk towards him seductively.

"Why are you nervous, your highness? Am I not prettier than her?" She asked and Zahiel, who was still backing off from her, reached the bed, and as his leg knocked on its edge, he fell into the bed, dragging Elva, who ended up falling on top of him. 

He stared at her face, which was just two inches away from his own, and swallowed hard. Gosh, he must admit she's very pretty, but still didn't match Layah's beauty.

"Princess, this is not appropr-" He was yet to finish his words when Elva locked lips with him and began to kiss him deeply, driving Zahiel, who was trying to control himself, crazy.

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Mishak stared at Layah, who was laying her head on the table in a drunken manner, and his face grimaced a bit. "Your highness, it's already late. You need to leave," he said, but Layah, who was quite drunk, shook her head at him and relaxed even more on the table.

What exactly has he gotten himself into? She only came here to discuss the matter of Zahiel with him, but suddenly began to drink from there and has now ended up in this state. 

He pinched his brows and stood up from the chair. He needs to take her back to her chamber or else if the emperor knows she is here, he will behead him. 

He let out a low breath and leaned down, placed her arm on his shoulder, and placed his arm under her leg, then lifted her up from the chair into his arm.

He walked towards the door and pushed it open, then stepped out and shut it behind him.

He began to stroll towards the palace and proceeded to her room when he got there.

Layah, who was in his arms, blinked her eyes open and stared at his face. "Mishak... can you put me down?" she asked, and Mishak nodded at her. "Yes I can...but will you be able to walk?" he inquired, and she slowly nodded her head. "Yes."

He smiled at her, then proceeded to put her down, but a sudden sound coming from the room opposite them had her eyebrows furrowed, and she glanced at Mishak. "Whose chamber is that?" she asked, and Mishak stared at the door before returning his gaze to her. 

"I believe that is Prince Zahiel's room," he replied, and Layah's brows creased deeply. She slowly walked to the door and, on hearing a bit of a woman's familiar voice, she pushed the door open and stepped in, only to see Zahiel with none other than her sister on the bed.

Her eyes flickered and she staggered back, almost falling, if not for Mishak holding her and preventing her from falling.

"Elva... wha-what are you-"

"What are you doing here? Do you always have to ruin everything for me?" Elva who was in no way sorry for what she did, questioned and Layah found her temper suddenly rising.

She shifted her attention to Zahiel and chuckled softly. "A future husband indeed." She shook her head in mockery and turned around, proceeding to leave, but a scoff from Elva had her halt and turn to look at her.

"What did you just do?" she asked, and Elva scoffed yet again with a haughty expression on her face, causing Layah's face to darken. 

She started walking towards her, but Mishak, who already knew what she was about to do, grabbed her hand and pulled her back. "Princess, don't." He shook his head at her, and Layah turned to look at him with an ashen expression on her face. "Take your hands off me."