Chapter Thirty Nine

~Beauty Goddess~

Marius stiffened for some minutes. It's like his mind left his body when Aoife hugged him. Like why the heck is this lady being clingy to someone like him. A cold stern knight. His brown eyes glimmered a dangerous light as he glared down at her.

"Let go of me, Young lady" his voice was filled with restrained murderous rage as it rang in her ears but Aoife only hugged him tighter and more desperately.

She's afraid to let go of him; no, she doesn't want to let go of him.

"I don't care if you kill me, I won't let go of you" Aoife shut her eyes and whispered, still holding into him tight.

Marius clenched his jaw, he's restraining his anger so much. When he's angry, he hardly controls it but today is an exception. Maybe because it was Ee-fah that triggered his anger.

"I can kill you with no regrets" his voice was smoldering with all kinds of rage, he was glaring at her like he wanted to kill her the next minute.

"I can die with no regrets" Aoife replied.

In the next second, she felt a sharp pain as something pierced into her tummy. She gasped and slowly let go of Marius, staring down at her tummy. She was bleeding! She was stabbed with a dagger. Marius stabbed her!

His face was cold and hard, exuding no emotion or remorse. He's a great warrior, everyone knew. Killing people is the most easiest task to him, and he does that with no regrets.

Aoife stared up at him with pained expression as he pulled out the dagger.

"I warned you" was Marius' last words Aoife heard and she dropped on the floor, dead.

"Ee-fah! Ee-fah!" Awn-yah rushed towards her.

Severus was behind her also rushed to the scene. Marius disappeared afterwards.

"Ee-fah! Stay with me Ee-fah!" Aine cried as she shook the lifeless Ee-fah on the floor.

"Do something Severus! Save her!"

NIGHT

The Moon Realm was set for the banquet which is yet to begin. The large ballroom had been meticulously set up for the banquet. The golden chandeliers that dangled from the ceiling provided little sparkles of light from one end of the room to the other, giving the room a feeling of being under the starry night. Many round tables were dotted around the room, decorated tastefully with deep crimson, golden and some shades of royal blue and silver.

Guest from different realms started to arrive and in few moments, the room was occupied with groups of people, each wearing expensive clothing, jewelry and other accessories. The women's jewelry shone together with the lights inside the room. Anyone who caught a glimpse of this room immediately knew that this was a gathering of the most influential, rich and powerful royalties.

Meanwhile, in Niamh's room; Niamh had been transformed to an entirely different person- A beauty goddess.

She's dressed in a silky rich gown, deep crimson in colour. The gown had armless exposing her delicate milky white skin. The gown flared from her waist downwards and tight from her waist upwards, accentuating her every delicate curve.

She was cunningly exposing her cleavages with the slit she has as a neckline. The edges of the dress were all adorned with golden motifs and swirls with rich and expensive silk threads. On her neck was a golden necklace that shines together with the precious gemstones that adorned its peaks. She was wearing a golden tops, bracelet and ring to go with the necklace.

Her bewildering silver hair was packed in a twisted updo, some wispy strands were left to fall on her delicate face, framing a face of porcelain perfection. Her hair was adorned with a golden tiara.

She was exuding all kinds of gorgeousness and beauty from her face to her dress. She's just breathtaking. She, herself was stunned. She'd never thought she's really this beautiful. She thought she was imagining things when she saw her reflection in the mirror. Even her maids couldn't help but to gape at her beauty.

The door opened and the Queen walked in, clad in complete golden and cream ensemble. Her dress, crown and aura are all smoldering with regal elegance, authority, power and sophistication. She smiled satisfactorily as her gaze fell on Neev, who slowly bowed together with her maids.

"Do rise, my dear" Queen Diantha strode towards her.

"You look gorgeous" she complimented. Niamh's lips, which were adorned with red matte lip color curved up into a bewitching smile and her cheeks burned.

"Thank you mother. You're also glowing like a diamond, or even brighter" Niamh reciprocated. Queen Diantha let out a soft chuckle as she cupped her cheeks.

"Thank you dear Neev. Can we go to the hall now?" She asked.

Neev breathed out softly and noddy. Together, they left to the hall with the two maids leading the way and the royal guards trailing behind them.