Chapter Thirteen

~Bursted Princes~

"Who are you?!" Lansel asked in a calm but cold voice. That strange and dangerous aura he felt around Vladimir shows that he's not from the Calm Region. Not only that, it shows he's not a Mortal supernatural at all. Vladimir moved his jaw as he was bursted. 

"Who the hell are you?!" Lansel yelled making Niamh flinch. 

"What are you talking about?" Vladimir tilted his head and asked.

"Don't play dumb with me and tell me who the hell you are!" There was a great tempest going on in those sea green eyes as Lansel gritted, taking steady steps towards him.

Vladimir shrugged and transformed into his original self. Niamh's eyes were bulging out of their sockets as she saw an entirely different person. Prince Lansel lost his breath for a while at the sight in front of him.

He emerged is the Prince of Develdion- the Demon's Realm. His eyes, a deep crimson hue that seem to glow with an otherworldly intensity, pierce through the darkness and into the soul of his victims, foretelling their impending doom. His face was hard and emotionless, his black hair was neatly falling on his shoulders. He was brutally and dangerously gorgeous. That's Prince Damien.

"Surprised?" Prince Damien smirked, satisfied with the ghastly pale and suorised expression. 

"What are you doing here, Damien?" Prince Lansel asked and Prince Damien chuckled darkly.

"I was supposed to ask you that too. What is prince Lansel doing here?" He replied with a question which made Niamh gasp.

"P..p... prince....l...l... Lansel?" She stuttered as her gaze raked over Lansel.

"And you... you are p... prince d.. Damien?" She stuttered, not getting the whole thing.

"Yes love. Damien of Develdion" Damien replied and her eyes widened in shock.

"I can't believe you!" She whisper-yelled, taking steady steps away from him.

"Where is Vlad?" She asked, tears welling up her eyes.

Damien let out a throaty chuckle"oh your Vlad is in my care, having a good sleep in Develdion. Come with me if you want to see him" he replied, stretching his hand towrds her. Prince Lansel quickly waved his hand at Niamh's face and she disappeared.

"What do you think you are doing, Damien?" Prince Lansel asked

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Prince Damien retorted, his hand was behind his back as he let out a sinister smile.

"Did you just deceive her?" Lansel asked, calmly this time

Damien grinned evily "little out of my capabilities. Her father is also in my care, I believe she most have told you he disappeared four years ago" Damien said, shrugging his shoulders. 

Prince Lansel was left speechless in front of him, like he'd done so much for Niamh that he felt pity of her. 

"And don't even think of taking her away because she's already mine" there's a hint of warning in Damien's deep voice as he glared at Lansel.

"You can't own one of my people. I just took her" 

"She'll still come back to me when her father and Vlad are in my custody" he smirked. 

"But for now, I'm off" Damien disappeared out of thin black smoke. 

Niamh appeared in the middle of the Mist Forest. She looked around but couldn't find anyone. Almost immediately, she heard a loud growl of a beast nearby and she gasped, her eyes showed great fear. The fact that she isn't with her how and arrow is the worst thing ever. In the middle of the Mist Forest without a weapon is more like a death wish. She heard the rumbling sound of the leaves and the trees moving, like the beast was coming close. She looked around, recoiling in fear but couldn't get a glimpse of anything. She only palmed her mouth, crying silently. She knew she's in a deep mess that no one could get her out of. The loud growl came again and she subconsciously screamed. The beast clearly heard her and appeared in front of her. It looks scary, five eyes, three bronze horns, wide nose, and a big mouth like a dragon. It is hre in colour.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!..... Help me!!!! Mother!!!!! Damsel!!!!!" She yelled and scurried away, her speed was exceptionally fast and super that will get others to think if she's at all a lowlife supernatural.

She kept running and the beast followed her, growling loudly. She unfortunately tripped and fell on the ground. The beast stopped and took steady steps closer to her, breathing heavily. Niamh screamed and stretched her palms towards it....

The unbelievable happen....