Chapter 24

"Taste of your love" will be todays song my lovely people

 ENJOY 

I swear, if I could kill him, I would.

I seethe in silence as we walk through the castle halls. And when I say "we," I mean the fucking ogre leading the way—Obrovosky—and me, his unfortunate victim, who was quite literally woken up with a trumpet blaring in her ears.

The bastard is enjoying every second of my suffering, but no problem—I'll get him back. Soon. Very, very soon.

My mind is a battlefield of gruesome revenge scenarios, each more satisfying than the last. My eyes bore into his back like daggers, my brain conjuring all the slow and painful ways to make him pay.

30 Minutes Earlier

I was having the most peaceful sleep—no nightmares, wrapped in warm comfort—when suddenly, a deafening, blaring noise shattered my dreams into a million pieces.

A trumpet. A fucking trumpet.

"LORD, I DIDN'T STEAL THE CHURCH'S COOKIES!"

I shot up, heart hammering, brain barely catching up with my own words. What the hell did I just say?

My head pounded from the assaulting noise, and my instincts kicked into high alert. I whipped around, searching for the source of this ungodly disturbance.

"Well, it's up to God to forgive your sins," a deep, amused voice drawled.

I turned sharply, eyes locking onto Obrovosky, who was leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

Oh. Hell. No.

"You son of a—" I hissed under my breath, but I knew he heard me.

He had the audacity to chuckle. "Why the temper, princess? You asked when your training would begin, and I told you 'soon,' didn't I?"

He stepped closer, that damn smirk widening. "I never lie."

Jesus Christ, they're all psychopaths.

I inhaled sharply, trying to reign in my temper. "What time is it?" I asked, though I already had a bad feeling.

Obrovosky didn't hesitate. "4 a.m."

I stared at him.

I sighed so deeply I think my soul left my body for a moment. I cannot kill him. I cannot kill him.

"Alright," I said through gritted teeth, "so tell me—why the actual fuck would you wake me up at FOUR in the GODDAMN morning? The birds aren't even awake yet!"

Obrovosky simply shrugged. "You were the one eager to start training."

I launched a pillow at his head. He dodged effortlessly, still looking far too pleased with himself.

Oh, he is dead. He just doesn't know it yet.

With an angry huff, I stomped to the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

One day… I swear to every god that exists, I will kill him.

I took the fastest bath of my life and slipped into a long blue dress—one that was easy enough to move in, even though I would have killed for a pair of pants instead.

When I stepped out, rubbing the exhaustion from my face, Obrovosky was already waiting.

"Let's go, princess," he said with that infuriating smirk.

30 Minutes Later

We arrived at a secluded area of the castle's gardens, though calling it a "garden" was generous. No flowers, no fountains—just stretches of grass, a few scattered trees, and at the far end, a massive concrete wall.

"This is where we start," Obrovosky announced.

I frowned, scanning the empty space. "There's… nothing here?"

"Are you sure?" His smirk deepened.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Yes, I'm sure. There's literally nothing but trees and grass."

"Look a little closer, princess."

I exhaled sharply, squinting at the landscape. Was this some kind of trick?

"There's nothing—"

Then, it moved.

A massive shape shifted in my vision, and I stumbled back instinctively.

"W-What the hell is that?" I stammered, my breath hitching.

Silence.

I turned sharply to look at Obrovosky—but he was gone.

My blood ran cold.

Oh, no.

Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me.

A low, rumbling growl echoed behind me.

I swallowed hard. "I'm fucked," I whispered.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I turned around.

Standing before me was a six-foot-tall beast—a hybrid of a bear and a feline, its dark blue fur shifting under the dim light. Its paws were enormous, its eyes locked onto mine.

"Uh… hi, kitty?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.

The creature growled directly in my face.

Its breath was foul.

"Okay, wow, you need to brush your teeth," I muttered. Then—I ran for my life.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I veered left, hoping to throw it off, but it was fast. Way too fast. Within three seconds, I could feel the ground tremble beneath its pursuit.

I didn't even need to look back—I knew it was right there.

I scanned my surroundings desperately.

Trees.

Grass.

Nothing big enough to climb.

Nowhere to hide.

The entrance was blocked.

The walls were too high.

I was trapped.

Only one option left.

The trees.

There were enough of them clustered together—I could weave through them and, hopefully, lose the beast.

But it was risky.

I didn't know this terrain.

It did.

My lungs burned from running.

My legs ached.

My heartbeat pounded in my ears.

I stopped abruptly, waiting for the beast to get closer—just close enough—

…NOW!

I dashed to the right, diving into the treeline.

Darkness swallowed me.

The trees blocked out what little light there was.

My breathing was ragged, and I needed time.

I slid behind a fallen tree, pressing my body low against the damp ground.

My mind raced, searching for a spell—anything to help me hide.

Come on, Lilith, think.

"Anibagua fullshirestinhg?" Nothing.

"Fullshir anibaguatarrium?" Still nothing.

Shit, shit, shit—

The beast's footsteps slowed.

I whispered, barely audible, "Anibagua wastermingh tarrium."

Fuck.

I shut my eyes as its breath ghosted over my skin.

…No pain?

Slowly, I cracked one eye open.

The beast stared right at me.

…Or was it?

I wiggled a finger slightly.

No reaction.

My heart leapt.

I did it.

OMG

OMG

OMG

I DID IT

The invisibility spell worked.

The beast tilted its head in confusion, sniffing the air, clearly sensing something—but not seeing me.

"Impressive," a familiar voice drawled.

I froze.

Oh no this fucker

That son of a bitch.

I shot up, glaring daggers at Obrovosky. "YOU—"

"I wouldn't," he cut in.

A low growl silenced me.

I turned to see the beast now calmly standing beside him.

Obrovosky smirked.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IT TRIED TO EAT ME!"

"Lizbeth has good taste," he said, casually stroking the beast's fur.

I gasped, offended to my core. "Excuse me—For your information I am very tasty."

Obrovosky ignored me. "Now" he pauses

"Sence your energy has been reopened, we can now begin your REAL training."

My stomach dropped. "Wait… Hold up....there's more?"

He smirked. "You didn't think that was it, did you?"

I groaned.

I already hate this.