The Lost Heir

Chapter 28

RAVEN POV

Living in Raum was different yet similar to being in the village. I have to hide from the castle occupants, since my existence is still a secret. Amon and my father suspect that if the demons find out that there is a Valac Heir, they might kill me. It's different because I'm not lonely. Here in the relm of demons I have Amon and Marax. And most importantly, I have a father who loves me more than anything. I know that now.

Most of my days were spent with my father in his dungeon cell. It's weird saying those words, but I have a father. He was teaching me to control and master the magic power I have. Power that was awaken within me on my eighteenth birthday. My father told me that if Amon hadn't destroyed the village in his anger, then I would have. My demon magic would have been too powerful at my awakening for the village to withstand.

It's been three weeks since then. During the days, when my father trained me, Amon would spend with Marax doing his Kingly job. So my father calls it. The only time during the day I saw Marax, was when he came to bring meals for us. At night I would be with Amon, exchanging how we spent our day and what my I learnt.

"Raven, are you concentrating?" My father's voice broke through my thoughts. I was supposed to be concentrating on levitating myself and I wasn't trying.

"Nope." I answered honestly.

"My child. Do you know how to lie?" Shaking my head only caused him to laugh. "That's a good trait you possess. You will make an honest and fair Queen."

But do I want to be? I don't know. Ever since they told me who I really am and who I am meant to be, both my father and Amon never brought up the conversation again. My guess is that they were waiting on my decision. A decision I can't make.

"Dad? Do I have to be Queen and take the throne back?" I asked turning to face him.

Sighing, he nodded to the bed and for me to follow him there. Sitting down I looked at him but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the mark on his shoulder. He never did tell me why he had that, or why Amon and I had the exact same marking on our chests. Given my father's one was different from ours.

"Raven do you know what this is?" He pointed the intricate design. Once again I shook my head. "This is called a Valac mate's mark. Only a Valac can possess that with their mate. For each mated Valac, the design is different for each Valac. Only the mates have the same design."

"Ok. But what does this have to do with me being Queen?" I was confused

"Everything. Do you have a mark similar to this?"

Nodding, I pulled down the front of my shirt just low enough, revealing the design that I had. "I understand that I have one because I'm a Valac. But why does Amon have the exact same one? Is it because he's King?"

"Not exactly. That mark only appears when the Valac heir love and I mean truly love someone and their love is recognised. In other words, when you and the person you want to spend the rest of your life with, both have feelings for each other that mark will appear. Strong feelings that can't be broken no matter what."

"I still don't get it."

"Stop and think about what I just told you. Your mother had the exact same marking as I. She loved me despite me being a demon, much less the Demon King. Your mother was my mate."

He waited for me to understand what he just said. Mates. Love. Being together no matter what. I'm in love with Amon? No that can't be. He's Ami. My friend. The demon I've known my entire life. How can I love him? More so, how can he love me?