Chapter 121 Dying To...

Lazarus caught her small hand in his large ones. "Don't worry. I am going with Yul. He suspects something is going on and I don't know what it is."

"Yes, it would be better that all of us go there together. There is something I can't point my fingers on," Yul said. "I feel... scratchy..."

Magnus laughed. "Save it, Yul," he said. He turned to Olya and said, "Stay in here. We don't want the servants to see you. It is too risky."

As Emma and Olya sat down on the couch, the three traced back to the palace.

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Ailill had come only a few hours back. He was stronger than her. His magic was potent. He healed her as fast as he could. As soon as he was there, she told him everything. "I am afraid that the bitch has escaped," she whined when he was healing her. She was surrounded by green orbs.

As soon as he appeared in her room, she had drawn all the curtains. She had already sent the maid away and asked her not to disturb her because she was healing. The guard on the outside of her room was also instructed that he wouldn't allow anyone to enter.

"But I can smell her presence in the palace, Maeve," he said as he examined her wounds.

"Are you sure?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Yes, of course!" he smirked. He made her lie on the bed. Magic coiled around his hands. He hurled it towards her body and little green orbs of healing light spread all over her body.

"Then can you find where she is. Her absence is getting on my nerves. The soul casting ceremony is tomorrow. What if she isn't there? What will happen to me?" She shuddered at the thought.

"Where do you think she would be?" he asked, watching her closely. He had tucked his wings at the back in tension. The last time he had come, Maeve was extremely nervous that someone would see him. So this time, he had put a glamor on himself and to others he looked like a regular soldier.

"I was talking to my maid and she said that if she was Emma, she would hide in the secret passageways of the palace. They connect the main rooms to the outside and are used in case of emergencies," she said. The orbs would touch her skin and where they touched, she felt better. Her pain would lessen.

"Is there any passageway in Lazarus's room?" he asked. He shifted towards her head and stroked her hair. He was hoping that Emma was hidden in that passageway or the one in her room.

"I don't know, but I think so."

"Don't worry. I will find it."

"You have to hurry up and find it. We are running short on time!"

He smiled. "Don't worry. I am going right now, but I am putting a seal around your room so that no one comes inside when I am away. I don't want anyone to see that you are wrapped with these healing lights."

She tipped her head up and her lips curled up. "Sure."

Ailill used his magic to surround the room with a warding spell. Then he disappeared from there and straightaway went to the backyard of the apartments where Lazarus lived. He started searching for a secret door. There were none. He searched the entire periphery and came across five very old doors. He knew that it wasn't necessary that these led to the rooms of the royals, but he had to take his chances. He entered one of them and he realized that the tunnels were also interconnected. He had basically entered a maze of tunnels.

But he was patient. In order to find Emma, he scored through the tunnel. With his speed and agility and magic, he could see half of them. By luck, he entered a tunnel that led to Lazarus's room. He heard some muffled voices from the other side of the door. Excited that he had found that Emma was with Lazarus, he went back to Maeve and asked her to go to Emma's room to catch her while he would divert Lazarus's attention.

Maeve was feeling better after an hour of healing lights. She could get up and walk easily. She was too excited. They had planned on busting Lazarus for his lies. They just wanted one moment of Emma to be alone and they would have kidnapped her and brought her only during the soul casting ceremony.

So while Maeve rushed to see Emma in her room, he had gone back to the tunnel that led to Lazarus's room. He opened it suddenly, hoping to see Lazarus, but the vampire wasn't there. Moments later he heard Maeve and Lazarus talking in the other room. Maeve was startled that Emma wasn't there, but she gave Lazarus a warning in her own subtle way that she had found Emma.

"Lazarus doesn't have Emma with him! She is still hiding in the tunnels!" she whined when she came back to the room.

"Then she is going to be found by the middle of the night," Ailill said as he wrapped his arms around her waist. The mortal was clever.

"Sure?" she asked, fluttering her eyelashes.

He bent down and kissed her. "I have something very urgent to do before I answer your question."

She giggled. She cupped his hard erection and said, "I would love to be beneath you, my mate."

He let out a growl and walked her to the bed. In a few seconds, their clothes were lying in a heap on the floor. He was desperate to enter inside her because he was meeting her after a long time. Without warning, he entered her.

"Oh Ailill!" Maeve rasped. "Deeper! Faster!" She wanted him to take her so badly. She needed him deep inside her.

His wings flared as his muscles bulged and his glamor broke. He moved inside her faster. "I have been dying to take you in a younger body!" he hissed.

"Yes! After the ritual!"

Ailill was about to shoot his release inside her when the door of the room banged open.