Who is she?

With both hands sent to his back, this handsome prince walked out of the hall. He now understood the cause of the sudden call by his father.

The door of the hall was shut and locked as he left the hall. He had been the last person to leave the hall and with regal steps, he decided to head back to his room.

'Were they true?'

'Did they actually kill his mother?'

'What made them kill her'

This prince pondered on and on as he went on with his steps. He used to think that his mother ran away from him because she never loved him. He could clearly remember that day. That day was  ever fresh within his memory. That day was the day he received an eternal scar on his heart.

He could remember the tears of sheer pain he shed 120 yrs ago as he tirelessly searched for his mother. His little body paving way within the bustling castle as he passed lots of Demons preparing for the ongoing war that they had.

"Mother!!" 

A sharp pain sliced through his temple as he thought of what happened. Prickling sensations followed up. He felt his crimson eyes lack lustre for some minutes while colours flew through it. He felt an unbearable pain within his heart but he had to endure it. His mother had always wanted a strong son and he would definitely be... For her.

A glitch of stern determination flashed through his eyes.

He would make sure he helped his father bring down those kingdoms that caused the death of his mother. Those kingdoms which thought that they were superior than the others. He was surely going to have them pay for their iniquities now that he knew the truth behind his mother's disappearance.

He was definitely going to show them the power of a demon prince.

"..."

This red-eyed prince paused on his step. This wasn't his room. If he could remember clearly, this was one of the abandoned rooms in their manorial. He was currently in the abandoned room of their castle... Strange!. He was so engrossed in his gloomy thought that he subconsciously took another route. How careless of him!

This abandoned room had it's edges all wrapped up with cobwebs. Astonishingly, The room was currently lively despite it's half dirty nature. Very Strange!

A glow of golden besmeared this room litting it all up with the help of a fireplace. Cackling sounds came from within it as those pilled up woods were devoured by ferocious flames of fire.

At some areas, were lit up candles aiding the radiant rays of the fireplace.

Blandly and cautiously, this red-eyed prince walked into this room. His crimson eyes darted around this room, grazing every spot within it. Does someone stay here? He thought as he kept on with his surveillance.

He carefully approached a table nearby and his crimson eyes began to scan the equipments on the table. This prince felt really confused at what he was seeing there. Wasn't this part of the castle off limits, who was this brave demon with the audacity to stay within this room?

A black drinking jar welcomed his sight that he couldn't help but grab it. Humph! There's liquor! He thought as he felt weight on the jar. 'I should have a taste of those' He concluded internally.

Pale hands were sent to the table, grabbing a neat mug nearby. He served himself— pouring the jug's content into the mug. After that, he sent the mug to his nose and sniffed it hoping to perceive any strange odour but there were none.

He sent the mug to his lips

And with just a few gulps, he drank it's content. Red eyes sparkled at the taste that greeted his tongue. He felt like his tongue had graced the flavour of heaven. How could a wine be this tasty and appetizing? Not even their finest wine tasted like that! Were did this individual brew his wine from or where did he/she buy it from cause they definitely had a good taste of liquor.

Without thinking twice, he immediately drank the contents within the jug and yet he wasn't satisfied. If it was a trap, he doesn't care as far as he could have a taste of that sumptuous wine. Wait! His eyes gleamed with excitement,

"I'll have to black mail the owner of this drink then ask them to treat me with it," He said to himself, a sly smile on his lips.

Now that he was done with this treat, he'll have scout on within this room and see what else he might find. Maybe he could find thirty jars of those drinks.

He dropped both the mug and jug within his hold on the table and kept on with his surveillance.

Black boots grazed against the uneven cemented floor of this this room, as the prince continued his inspection. The squirming and squeaking of annoying lousy rats couldn't be ditched while they scurried around; running everytime they heard his footsteps.

Suddenly,

He found himself in front of a dim room, lightly illuminated from two sources— A candle and a little opening through the wall of the room.

Beneath the dim illumination of this rays, was a figure he couldn't discern clearly. He took assertive steps into the room, coming closer to the figure.

An Ethereal dainty beauty!

A laying feminine figure within the shadows, only revealed by dim lights. This red-eyed prince was really stunned by the figure him. This lady was without doubt the most beautiful lady he had ever come in contact with. If she wasn't in a weird place and in a weird position, he could've taken her with him and take her to the ninth heaven of deep pleasure.

He leant closer to the figure to have a better view of her features when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Did my prince perhaps miss his way?"

He paused on his track and went straight up. He turned around with his crimson eyes beholding coral eyes.

"Second commander? What brings you here?" He pried, shock written all over his face. His deep voice echoed within the room.

"I should be asking you that... My prince" The other answered.

" Humph!" The handsome prince gave a thinking composure before he continued " Do you realize that this is an off limit room and can only be entered by royalties?" 

" I realize that my prince. However, the king has assigned me to look after places like this." Elvin replied.

" Humph! Really?" The other gave a weak nod.

" Yes my prince," The Elven answered.

"Ok then who is she?" The second demon prince shifted his gaze to the feminine figure laying in the dark. Elvin's coral eyes also did the same.

"... She's a very good friend of mine... My prince," He answered, holding back the emotions that began to rush through him.

He couldn't still believe he had done that. He couldn't just believe he had killed the very first beauty that opened his heart. He just couldn't accept the fact that he had maimed Tessa his first lover. But he had to, he really had to lest he wasn't going to get what he wanted. Tessa was probably going protect those kingdoms than accepting his plans. She was a big and powerful obstruction so he had to do it.

However, The thought of it still made him mad. It made him exceptionally insane. A feeling of utter discomfort and rage clawed his heart. He needed to punch something to sate his anger. He needed to but he had to play calm at the presence of this Demon prince. Speaking of which,

"She's really a beauty I would say" Came from the demon prince, his gaze fixed at him. The prince noticed a weird composure on the face of the other that he couldn't help but say " Is everything alright? or did I say the wrong thing?"

" No definitely not my prince. It's just a mood swing haha. I tend to act anyhow whenever I haven't taken a bottle or two of liquor." He lied.

"That reminds me, have you got more of those wines on the table, they're really good." A deep voice resonated, he had totally forgotten about the blackmailing aspect.

" Not really my prince. I brew them myself."

" Yourself?" Looks of surprise were etched on this prince's face. "However, I definitely need a taste of it after brewery... Hope it's understood."

" Yes my prince" Elvin replied and with that, the prince left.

BANG!

BANG!!

BANG!!!

Knuckles bled and bruised as fists were sent at the hard wall before it. As if it wasn't hurtful enough, his head was sent to the wall, bruising his forehead.

Blood trailed down from his bruised forehead, staining his fair skin. Elvin wrecked every single item in that room. He outurned the table, destroyed the jugs and mugs, in fact he caused chaos.

After the youth was done with his wrecking, he walked to the corner where the pale dead Tessa laid... And wept...

TESSA VELLIN

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