Chapter 95: Waking Up

Chapter 95: Waking Up

Even though Rosavellt still loved her family and she was doing all of this to protect them, they didn't see it that way. In their eyes, Rosavellt was the reason why they lost the former war and they scorned her for it. They believe that she abandoned them and gave herself up to the demon lord out of fear.

Floid knew that Rosavellt would have a hard time in the next few months because of the likely invasion from her family. She might have to come to a final decision about where she would stand. Her entire purpose for coming to serve me was to protect her family, but what would happen when I am the one threatening her family? Will she stay with me or will she go back and help her family once again. Floid was curious to know, but he decided that he won't tell Rosavellt about that. He would rather see how things play out.

"What exactly were all the races fighting over? I once heard that the devils and demons lived together on this continent, which means that they weren't always enemies. What caused it to change? Was it power?"

Rosavellt was lost for the first time since they started this conversation. Before she even said it, Floid could already tell that she did not know.

"I... Don't know. In fact, most of us don't know. No one has really bothered to ask that question before. The only people who know are the leaders of the races. My father might also know about it, but he is in a coma and he cannot say a thing to anyone. Forgive me, master,"The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Rosavellt bowed apologetically and Floid just waved the apology away. It wasn't her fault that she didn't know. Floid trusted Rosavellt and he would trust her until he is sure he can no longer trust her. Rosavellt has served him diligently for a long time and he will give her the benefit of doubt in the next few months. If there is ever a time when she tries to betray him, he wouldn't hesitate to take her life, but until then, he will trust her.

Floid ghosted his fingers across Rosavellt's face softly. He has to admit, she is very beautiful. Far more beautiful than any human he has ever seen. She is a princess, so it isn't a surprise.

Rosavellt let out a low hum as she rubbed her face against her master's hand. She gave Floid a look that would have driven any man mad with lust and Floid finally pulled her down for another scorching kiss as they resumed their activities.

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[Dray, get me some ice cream!]

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The sound of the door opening alerted him to someone entering the room and Dray turned around to see a regal-looking man at the door. The man was only wearing a pair of white slacks and a white t-shirt but he made it look like a prince's attire with how he stood. His hair was golden and his eyes were blood red as he looked down at Dray in disgust.

"Pathetic..."

Elias clicked his tongue in irritation as he stepped around Dray and moved to the table and leaned against it. Dray cleaned his mouth with the back of his hand and looked up at Elias with weary eyes. Who is this? Is he the one that put the bandage on me?

"If you think I'm going to clean that up then you are either mad or delusional. I don't enjoy my floors being dirty so find something to clean that up. Now."

Elias' voice was filled with a commanding tone that immediately made Dray's blood chill! Dray knew that if he didn't do what Elias asked then Elias would do something that wouldn't end well for him. There was a bucket at the side filled with water and Dray was able to use a rag to clean the floor with the water. Once he finished, he sat down on the bed with his tired eyes watching Elias. Elias was still leaning against the table and watching him. Dray didn't feel like talking at all. He didn't feel like doing anything anymore. Now that he was finished puking everything inside of him out he felt so damn empty. Willow was dead. That sentence just kept repeating inside his head over and over again. His family was dead. His father, mother, and sister. They were all dead. Willow is dead.

"How does it feel?"

Elias asked this question and Dray looked up with a silent 'What?'

"Your chest? How does it feel? Don't make me repeat myself a third time. You broke six ribs and your lungs were pierced in three places so there is bound to be some residual pain."

Dray touched his chest in shock! He was that injured!? How in the world did he even survive!?

"I-It's fine. There is still some pain but I don't think it's anything serious... Who are you? I haven't ever seen you before."

Dray was finally curious enough to ask who this person was. Elias rolled his eyes as he pushed off the table. He only told Dray his name before he walked out of the room and shut the door again. Dray was left alone and he blinked in shock. Why didn't he tell me more? Dray wanted to know more about where he was, but he didn't have the energy to even move.

Dray just leaned back on the wall and pulled his leg up to put his hands on them as he thought about everything that happened. Pyra's face flashed through his mind and Dray flinched as her emotionless look terrified the hell out of him. He felt his chest burn as he remembered how she slammed her mace into it and he grit his teeth angrily as he remembered how she destroyed him. Fuck.