Chapter 118 - To End What I Should Have

>>Quincy

Slashing the atmosphere with a dark magic tool creates a portal that opens to the realm of magic. Although, it is specific to dark continents only. Just like how the Dryad, the light magic spirit doesn’t allow the undead creatures to pass through it and enter the magical forest, the dark continent is a place that is void of light magical creatures. And the Fae can not use dark magic tools at all.

I stared at the dark hollow portal I just made and sighed.

It’s been twenty years since I came to live in the human world. During that time, not even once did I think about going back and there were a number of reasons for that.

I placed the magic dagger in my jacket’s pocket and crossed over.

A wave of nostalgia hit me as the heavy air filled my nostrils. I took a deep satisfied breath as the catastrophic magic coursed through my veins. Being away from the world of magic had sort of made me forget what bountiful magic felt like. The moment I was in my homeland, I felt powerful.

The morning sky without the sun was dark with not a cloud in sight. It was a memory etched inside my brain.

I smiled as I looked around at the darker environment.

Yep, this is home.

I was back in the capital city of my kingdom ruled by the Vampire King, Regulus. His only son is the heir to the throne but unfortunately since Regulus is my uncle, I also have a claim to the throne and even though I have shown no interest in becoming the king, there are always political people who want their hands on me. I never really cared about this before but when Lilith came to visit, it changed everything. Time doesn’t matter to the undead, so I wasn’t expecting anyone to visit me in the human world, well no one from the nobles since they see humans as inferior beings.

I pulled my jacket hoodie up and covered half of my face since I wanted this to be a discreet visit, I opened the portal near my home and made my way to my family mansion on foot but one thing’s for sure. No matter how sly I’ve tried to be, there are two people who somehow always notice my presence as if they have a GPS on me.

As soon as I stepped inside the mansion hallway a whimsical voice made its way to me.

“Look who’s here~” I stopped in my path as the other person ran towards me, “I thought you were never going to come back!” My father, Duke Alister made his way to me, practically skipping which I honestly found quite silly.

“Hello father.” I waved at him and he stopped dead in his path.

A serious and grim expression took over his face, “Father?” He got angry, “Father!?!?” His eyes began to bulge out.

“Dad! The hell!” I facepalmed myself as he calmed down.

“That’s right. I’m your dad.” He huffed, “The term ‘father’ makes it seem like I mean nothing to you or something you don’t appreciate at all.”

I shook my head at his childish behaviour but then again, this is probably the reason why he and mom got married. Both of them are so stupid at times. A marriage between an undead and a Fae is something that never happens, yet we have my parents as an awful yet beautiful example.

“I’m only back for a few hours.” I said as we both began to walk.

“A few hours?” He raised his brows at me, “Why not stay for a few years?”

“I have to get back home for dinner. Nena will be waiting for me.” I was serious. I didn’t tell her I was leaving so I have to be back at night so she doesn’t worry.

“Mmmhmm~” He whistled, “Someone’s falling for someone.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Oh son,” He slapped my back playfully, “No need to lie to me, I know you adore that child.”

Ow…

“Yes,” I moved away from him, “I adore her.” I glanced at him, “I raised her. This is why I need to solve the issue with Lilith and the other suitors. Lilith would have killed her and I will not stand by idly after what happened.”

My father laughed, “Oh Quincelet.” He looked at me with pity, “This is more than adoration and you know that.” He looked at me with a smug look, “I can see it in your eyes.”

I rolled my eyes, “I want my engagement cancelled.” I looked at him, “You forced it on my head, so you’re going to be the one to break it.”

He shrugged, “That’s just sad. What is life without love?”

“Dad, please, “I sighed, “Lilith is nothing more than a good friend.” I paused, “But what she did when she visited got on my nerves.”

“How’d you find out?”

“I asked the Dryad to show me.” That was the only way to know what really happened and honestly, when I saw Lilith lose her mind like that it made me fear for Nena’s life. She’s someone I adore a lot and I can’t see her hurt or, on that matter, gone…

“She said it was because of the child’s blood.”

So, she’s spread the word around. I sighed. All the more reason to end all this and make sure Nena’s safe.

We reached the study hall that was filled with rows and rows of books.

“Don’t look too much into it.” I grabbed the piece of paper with the royal stamp, “I just want to keep her safe.” I stood next to the seat my father sits in and began to write.

Dad sat down with his arms folded and then began to spy on what I was writing, “What are you doing?” He asked.

“Officially announcing that I will never claim the throne.”

His eyes popped out of his sockets, “Why?”

“I don’t want it.” I kept writing.

“And?” He started staring at my face.

“I also don’t want the amount of suitors that have been thrown on my head without my consent.” I kept my eyes on the paper, “I know announcing a break off with Lilith means the other suitors are gonna come forward but reject them all.”

“Mmhmm~” He looked unimpressed, “And?” He was drilling a hole in my face with his gaze.

“I want my freedom.”

“And?”

“There’s nothing else dad.”

“Don’t lie to me, Quincey.” He moved his chair closer to me, “For over two centuries you didn’t bother with something like this and out of the blue you’re making an official statement?” He stood up and walked behind me, “This is sus,”

“Where did you learn that from?”

“Don’t avoid the subject.” He leaned on me from the back, “Why not admit it? You’re doing it for the human girl.”

“I’m doing it because I want my freedom.” I finished writing, “I knew this was more than just mere adoration.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Mmmmhmm,” I bit my thumb to draw out the blood and smeared it around my thumb-print, “Nena must be twenty years old now right?”

I was just about to stamp the paper when I paused and looked at him, “How do you know that?”

He looked away and played dumb, “Oh I don’t know anything.”

“Dad?” I eyed him, “Is there something you’re hiding from me?”

“Me?” He shrugged, “Why would I do that?”

I shook my head and stamped the paper with the royal seal and then began to walk out of the room.

“Where are you going now?” Dad asked.

“To the palace.”

***

“Oh Quincey.” The king looked down at me with a smirk from his throne after he was done reading my statement, “I can’t simply let you revoke your right from the throne.” To make it official he also has to stamp it with his blood.

“I never wanted it.” I said as I looked up at him. There was a long flight of stairs, at the top of which stood the gold and diamond throne.

“But you still have the right to the throne.”

“I don’t care,” I told him, “Just approve of it. I want out.”

“Hmm~” He looked at his brother, “What do you think Alister?”

“Oh I don’t know,” Dad feigned ignorance, “You’re the king.”

“But you’re his father.”

“And you’re his uncle.” Their tones didn’t have an ounce of seriousness in it.

Oh My God…

I massaged my temples. They’re doing this on purpose.

“This is a predicament.” The king seemed unsatisfied, “Clearly Quincelet has more magical power than my son.”

My father laughed, “Well, his mother was a Fae queen.” He then sighed, “Oh I miss her.”

I felt annoyed.

What do you mean you miss her? You break the rules and visit her every chance you get!

“Dear brother, worry not.” Why the hell is uncle doing this? “We have to solve this matter first.”

“Right right.” They both finally looked at me again.

“So,” The king asked, “Why should I remove you as the king candidate.”

“Because I want to be removed?”

“Denied,” He folded his arms and looked away like a pouting kid, “Unless you give me a better reason, it won’t be happening.”

I clenched my fists, “Why am I being bound here when Luci is there as the crown prince?”

“Because in all honesty,” I heard a voice from behind me, “I don’t want the throne either.” I looked back and looked at my cousin, Luciel making his way towards us, “YaHello!” He smiled, “I knew you would be here.” And this is the second person I was talking about who always knows where I am like a GPS tracker, “And I don’t want my rival suddenly gone.” He winked at me.

“Luci, you're the king’s only ‘legitimate son’.” I tried to reason, “I’m in trouble because of this position. There is no reason for me to be here.”

“Hey!” The king protested, “I don’t have any other kids.”

“Yeah Quincey, that was rude of you to put it that way.” Dad nudged me, “Very rude.”

I pursed my lips to keep myself calm. God! I want to go back fast. I have been here only for a few hours and I miss Nena and that house like crazy and I definitely need that cup of coffee she makes me!

“Listen to me Quincey.” Luci grabbed my hands, “You’re the type who actually does get stuff done.” Luci whined, “Out of all of us, you’re the smartest and least goofy. So you have to stay.”

Well anyone can tell that. We have fathers here who named their sons weirdly only to call them by feminene nicknames because they wanted daughters and there’s you who never gave a shit about it and even went around dressed as a woman.

“Can we not?” I said, “Please, I just want out.”

“The vamp folks love you.” Luci said

“They love you more.” They love you more, “They literally adore you.”

“But I don’t want to be king,” He protested, “If you back out now, that old fart is going to force my ass on that seat.”

“I don’t give a shit.” I replied feeling a little annoyed.

“These youngsters sure have no manners.” The king said and my father agreed.

“Come on Quince!”

“No,” I shook my head, “Not happening.”

“Is this because of a girl?” Luci eyed me.

“No!”

“I think it is,” Dad replied.

“It’s not,” I glared at him.

“A human girl?” The king wasn’t pleased.

“It’s not!” I looked at him.

“Well, for what happened last time a human was involved, it better not be.” The king said and all of the sudden my heart dropped.

The guilt and heaviness climbed up and clenched my heart.

I clenched both of my fists and took a deep breath, “To hell with this.” I groaned, “I’m leaving.” I turned around and began to make my way out.

“When are you coming back?” My father asked.

I glanced back, “Never,” I told him, “That should solve my problem,” I talked as I kept going.

“Oh no!” The king replied, “That just won’t do.” He raised his hand and I knew what that meant. He was calling the royal guards.

Shit!

I turned my head and used magic to leap out of there but unfortunately, even though my magical ability is on par with the king himself, the royal guards have centuries of experience that outdid my performance.

I was able to leap up to the main gate but didn’t manage to get out. Three guards came on top of me and pinned me to the ground.

“Oh Quincey~” Luci skipped towards me, “You shouldn’t have said that..” He crouched down, “Now you’re gonna get stuck here.”