Unprofessional

Fifty six; Descendant of the Oprah

"Where is she?"
Dakuna jerked from the couch he was seated on, in fright owing to the high pitch and loudness of Olive's voice.
"Who?" He asked back in the same tone, before regaining his seat.
"That white headed demon". She hissed. Olive had been searching for her all over the place. She was supposed to pinpoint where the cave was so she could go there and teach the witch a lesson but the demon had left without a word.
"Well well Princess I am not her keeper". He replied politely.
"I know you are preventing me from going there. A little advice from me shadow boy...find that demon and bring her here or else..." She roared.
"I have no idea where she is".
"You bloody liar". She lashed out at him, he was taken aback with her outbursts, she was a different person completely when Elisha wasn't around. She would change from the calm and collected Princess to a tigress.
"I swear to my creator I don't know where she went to". He begged, not knowing what she had installed for him.
"Where is Nathan?"
"I think he is..."
"Where?"
"Fine fine fine. He is on the green island". Immediately he answered her hyper toned question, she disappeared from his sight.
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"Why are you here?" The deep baritone voice of Nathan echoed in the room, slicing through the tensed air.
"What do you think you are doing keeping this fae alive?" Axelia roared.
Nathan glared at Iscah before turning his gaze back to his mother.
"You didn't answer my question and you know I don't like repeating myself".
"To put some sense into your head. It seems your losing a few screws up there".
"I don't need your assistance and you aren't welcomed here". Nathan curtly said in a calm voice, laced with displeasure unlike his mother's that was ear shattering.
"You are enjoying a short lived peaceful life. Do you perhaps know the chaos brewing in hell? Meanwhile you walk and dine with the enemy".
"She is not my enemy. Don't be mean to her". He warned.
Axelia was taken aback.
"Has she cast a spell on you huh? To destroy you while you remain blinded by desire and then kill you when you least expect".
"I have entertained enough of your tantrums leave". He ordered, shocking the women in the room.
"You're treating me with such disrespect because of this fae? I am your mother".
"If you can't respect her, don't expect me to. She is my woman. She deserves some allegiance from you". He said so, squeezing Gelma's hand in his to ease her discomfort.
There was a moment of silence, where everyone was busy with their thoughts. Axelia was mentally absorbing Nathan's utterances, Iscah who had brought the queen, hoping she would succeed in convincing him to do the needful was dumbstruck. Was he truly in love? All of this was so new to Gelma, every passing moment was overwhelming and uncomprehending. Was she really a threat to Nathan's existence?
"Mother?" Olive had just appeared in the room, and the first person she spotted was her platinum haired mother. Everyone raised their heads to face her. From the starring eyes, she spotted those bright blue eyes that could only belong to Ravaya. Her obsidian eyes met with those alluring eyes, reminiscing their past.
"Olive". Gelma whispered, a tear escaped from her eyes as she clenched her fists, memories flushing in. Her memories were bound to unlock at the sight of the Princess, Olive was more than a friend, besides she had come to her rescue it was just rather unfortunate that Iblis caught up to them. If she was alive, where the fuck was Iblis? Her blue eyes burnt with rage.
Dakuna who had arrived seconds after Olive, watched the unfolding drama whilst holding his breath, knowing that the events that would follow next would be unpleasant given the fact that her memories had returned. If she had also received that of her ancestors, Oh Nathan! Will love save him from her wrath? Axelia wasn't overreacting because she was indeed the enemy, destined to put an end to the most powerful demon prince, in whom flows the blood of her ancestor. She wasn't going to spare Iblis, for he had killed her in her previous life.
"You dare call me the enemy?" Gelma's voice came off stern, no tinge of fear, she was unexpectedly bold, perhaps it was due to the power surging in her. Nathan chose to let her speak and not hold her back.
"I suppose that I am not the one you're addressing". Axelia said, her nose held high, belittling the earthling.
"I was killed by your seedlings because of their quest for power. Your seedlings have committed all sorts of atrocities to claim hell's throne". Gelma made her point as she spoke loudly.
"If you don't keep quiet I will have you silenced". The queen scolded at her.
"Demon you have no such power over me. I am Ravaya, descendant of the Oprah. I am queen of the faes". She responded confidently, not breaking eye contact with Axelia. "I may be an earthling but you are no match for me".
Axelia felt downgraded, her ego was hurt. No one had ever spoken to in such a repugnant manner.
"Azazel!" She screamed, her eyes full with disdain and anguish. "You're just going to stand there and do nothing?" He didn't answer.
A vampire rushed in, unaware of the situation.
"Your majesty!" He sounded frantic. "They are gone. The witch took them away".