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Chapter XIII

Entering the castle was a piece of cake. The faerie would have entered the castle with his eyes closed. The palace was so pathetically guarded, that he did not have to enter the castle invisible.

Coming to Taehyung's palace was definitely not on the agenda tonight, but Katherine needed him. Truthfully, Jimin would have liked nothing more than to nestle between the vampire's thighs and make love to her all night, but he couldn't. There was something his lover wanted badly, and by god he was going to get it. For her. To hopefully win her heart.

Jimin wasn't the type of person who believed in love. In fact, he had never been in love. He didn't believe in soul mates or love at first sight. Things like that made him roll his eyes in disbelief.

But that all changed once he laid his eyes upon Katherine. He could not remember the time when he fell for the vampire, but he had. He fell hard. Never in his life had he felt like this for anyone, and he wasn't prepared to let that go. He knew she was far from perfect and somewhat difficult, but to him it didn't matter one bit. He thought the world of her. If only she thought the same about him.

Jimin knew which room the human rested in. He had always been somewhat near, close enough to see what she was doing, but never close enough to be seen. The last thing he wanted was another exchange with the human, but he could not deny that she intrigued him in a way. He didn't know what it was about her, but he was drawn to her. Drawn to her in a way he couldn't understand. Maybe it was a fire in her eyes when she gets angered at something, or perhaps it's because she's the first ever human the faerie could stand to be around since the rebellion. Definitely the latter.

But why didn't he want to kill her like his brother had thirty years ago? That amulet had caused him and his family nothing but pain. But just because she's wearing the amulet doesn't make her responsible or what happened to his brother.

How did she retrieve that amulet? No. Who gave it to her is the question.

His older brother had died by the hand of the human that wore that particular amulet in the rebellion.

The one that the slave is wearing right now.

The amulet that will soon become his.

As soon as the faerie magically opens the door, the powerful scent of roses engulfs his entire senses. His eyes immediately find her, lying curled up in the middle of the bed with a pillow pulled tightly to her chest. Her eyelids closed against the dim light of dawn, her breathing deep and relaxed. She looked peaceful.

Even gazing upon her now, he didn't understand what it was about this human that fascinated him still. He despised humans. Had for a very long time, but being around this slave seemed to dull that feeling of hate somehow. But that didn't mean that he liked her because he didn't. At all. To him, humans were beneath him and they always will be. They were nothing but weak and a waste of space.

Yet, this human amused him. A lot. Especially when she was all riled up and shouting at him. Some part of him even liked it when she slapped him. Aroused him even because no other creature would ever dare lay a finger on him.

He couldn't make any sense of it. She was way too skinny, like she could break any moment. No, the hyman wasn't his type at all. Somebody like Katherine was. She was beautiful and she excited him, and most importantly he was in love with her. That was the reason why he was here.

To do her a favour.

And he wasn't going to leave empty handed.

With his eyes closed, the faerie casts a spell on himself as he breathes in and out. Slowly, both of his feet rise from the ground and softly glides over to the bed. Once his feet lightly touched the ground, he peaked over to see if the human had stirred. He wanted to make the least sound possible to avoid waking up the human.