The portrait of My Zombie

Chapter-9 : The Palace of Devils

          The Devil's kidnapped me. They were flying and because of them I was flying too. Some Devils held me and because of that I was uncomfortable. Those Devils were discussing not to take me to the palace and were planning to kill me. So rude, these devils didn't even listened to their king. The king of devils was behind us and he heard what they were blabbering and after listening to that he snatched me from that devil as if I was a bag or something. Although, I had powers but my body was of human. Such a rude devil. He grabbed me and took me to the palace.

          The palace was so huge. It can't be described in words. The space and all was good but it looked shabby. It was clean but it looked shabby. I was shocked to see such a huge place. If I wander there all alone then I'd be lost for sure. The king of devils left me in a room and went away. The door was not close but I didn't had courage to step outside.

            After approximately one hour he came back, took a chair and sat in front of me. He looked at me carefully and closely but didn't spoke a single word. It was very strange moment. To avoid this, I asked him,"You can also hear what I think?"
He replied,"I'm not a zombie."
"So why are you staring me and not saying anything?" I asked
"Just... you're pretty,"he replied
He asked,"You must be curious about this place. Also you'd be bored sitting here all alone. Should I made you travel this place or should I leave you alone to travel this place? What do you think?"
I said,"No! I'm fine."
"You're a coward," he said
Before I said anything he said,"Oh! You're not coward because you insisted to leave that hand and come to me. Good, that was really impressive."
I said,"Thanks." Why was I saying thanks to a devil?
He said,"Rest for today. For tomorrow I'll make you aware of this palace so don't worry and rest." After saying this he left the room.
"Why was he so considered? Does he loves me? No, how can...Is he really a devil? He looks good by the way but he is a devil, how can I trust him. I don't even know at what moment he can kill me. He would make me aware of each and every place of this palace. Wow! No, but why? Such a psycho!" My mind was completely filled with thoughts like this. I could think of nothing but him. He was really something.

          Two hours passed, he came in the room. Before coming he knocked the door and asked me,"What would you like to have for dinner?"
I asked,"It's night already?"
He said,"Maybe you were kidnapped at night, it's almost midnight. I thought you wouldn't have eaten anything so..."
I replied awkwardly,"No, I'm not hungry."
He said awkwardly,"You should eat something to survive I think."
He was copying my accent.
I said angrily,"No, I'm fine."
He again copied me and said,"Ohk! Then I'll leave."
I asked him,"Am I going to stay all alone in this room. Who's room is this?"
(Why I asked this question I don't know, I was just worried for myself and I thought it'd be fine to have someone with me in that room and he was the only devil I can trust on. But I forgot that for my safety I had to share my room with a devil)
He asked,"You want me here with you? Fine I'd love to, I've some work to do I'll make sure to come here after that. Till then you should sleep."
Before I said something he left the room. I was embarrassed asking him to stay.