WELCOME TO EVIL ✔︎《 EDITING》

WE MEET AGAIN

Zed knew there were three of them but he had never met the third person.

"The day of the war started today" Skye told Beatrice who held her hand.

"Don't worry the Prince will be fine" Beatrice reassured.

Pharian now being the king of Aristocra had many things to do especially since he was away for so long.

When he was in the town with one of his men who accompanied him he saw something which made his eyebrows furrow and he began to follow the person.

There was no way he could mistake her he kept following her but she seemed to dissapear.

Pharian began to head back to the castle if the war had not started today he would go to the underworld and find out why Gwen was roaming in the land of the living.

When he reached the castle he found Beatrice teaching Skye how to shoot an arrow he smiled and walked over to them.

"When did you even learn to shoot an arrow?" Pharian asked Beatrice who smiled at him that he had returned.

"Since I was a child, my father didn't let me leave the castle so I snuck out and played in the weapons vault" She said smiling at a memory in her head.

"That is a dangerous place for a young princess to be" Pharian stated and she smiled.

"Yes I can't remember the number of times I was hurt" she smiled hearing this Pharian's eyes slightly narrowed.

"You were never caught?" He asked.

"I was a couple of times but I always went back I've always been an awkward person" Beatrice smiled and Skye felt a little weird standing there.

"You don't say" Pharian scoffed.

"At least I don't sneak into people's rooms watching them like some possessed being" she snarled at him and he smiled.

"That seems like a long time ago" he smiled.

"It hasn't been that long and I'm already reconsidering this marriage" she glared at him.

"What did you say?" He asked appearing infront of her and before he could do anything out of the ordinary Skye coughed.

Pharian moved a step back glaring at Beatrice he turned to Skye.

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In the underworld most of the demon slaves had turned their back on their king and worked for the tribe with the aim of releasing an ancient trapped demon Lord from history.

They were promised immense power and positions and they were already having doubts about Zed as Erik had been giving them false information on what goes in the living realm.

"I smell human blood check the area" Erik commanded Livermoore who reluctantly obeyed.

Alvara was panting as the demon slaves were almost impossible to kill and only a few died.

Livermoore followed his instincts and he came across the veiled woman who had healed sinan.

Livermoore confirmed that she was not a living dead and he watched the warrior of a woman as she tried to slay the demon slaves.

He walked over to her and she turned about to stab him when she saw who it was and stopped.

"You?" She asked and turned for a second to slash the throat of a demon slave who had come to attack her from back.

"You left so suddenly back then without an introduction" Livermoore stated and his eyes looked her head to toe she was full in the right places and though she was wearing men's clothes her figure protruded. He had never seen such a beautiful woman and though she was covered with a veil he could see her soft white skin beneath it.

Alvara was irritated by the way his eyes roamed her before meeting her eyes.

"Excuse me" she said ignoring him and began to walk away when his large hand grabbed hers and pulled her back.

"I am Lord Livermoore" he said looking at her intensely with his blue,green eyes.

"I am not some body you wish to know now unhand me" she replied casually making Livermoore smirk.

"I don't think you are aware beauty but you are in my territory and you are slaying my men" Livermoore said and Alvara pulled her hand away from his grip glaring at him.

"It seems you still maintained your human nature of being ungreatful. I healed your sister and this is how you repay Me?" She asked.

"What shall I repay you with then?" He asked.

"Let me go I have a mission" she said and he smiled most women would ask something of their benefits like jewels or money but she as always wasn't like the typical woman.

"You can have anything"he reminded her.

"Lord Livermoore I suggest you leave me to finish my mission" her eyes narrowed and Livermoore gave a short laugh.

"Letting you kill my men?" He asked.

"Would you rather I kill you?" She retorted