The Fallen Angel

48.Elysium - III / the betrayal

The king and his vigilant guard entered the chamber, their presence solemn and resolute. The king's sorrow was palpable as he approached his fallen son, his breaths labored with grief, yet words failed him in his moment of anguish. "My son," he rasped, his voice heavy with sorrow, his eyes brimming with unshed tears.

"Guards, take him away," he ordered, his voice trembling with emotion as the guards gently lifted Prince Ero's lifeless form. As his gaze shifted to Evan's still figure, a mournful angel stepped forward, delivering the grim news. "It is too late for her, my lord. She has already departed from this realm."

Consumed by fury and grief, the king demanded answers, his voice thundering through the chamber. "Who is responsible for this heinous act?" His eyes fell upon the blade clenched in my hand, and before I could speak, Adrian seized the opportunity to weave his deceitful narrative. "My king, it was Daniel who betrayed us all," he proclaimed, his words dripping with false sincerity. "He slew our beloved Evangelica and sought to end the life of the prince out of envy."

Though I cried out in protest, my accusations were drowned out by Adrian's cunning lies. "Liar! Traitor!" I shouted, but my words fell upon deaf ears as Adrian spun his tale. "The prince had a change of heart, my king. He intended to send me and Evangelica to Earth, and Daniel's envy led him to commit these vile deeds."

The king remained adamant in his belief in Adrian's lies, his trust firmly planted in the deceitful words of my betrayer. "Guard, swiftly remove him from my presence," he commanded, his voice dripping with disdain. Despite my frantic protests, they seized me forcefully, dragging me away with no regard for my innocence.

As they hauled me to the prison, I continued to scream, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "Do not heed his lies! It is he who committed the treachery and murder!" I cried out, but the king turned away in disgust, refusing to even glance in my direction. With no mercy, they cast me into the depths of the dungeon, locking me away with cold, unyielding steel.

Alone in the darkness, I wept bitterly, my heart heavy with sorrow and desperation. "Let me see Evangelica," I pleaded to the uncaring walls, but my cries fell upon deaf ears, lost amidst the shadows of my forsaken prison.

Lost in my thoughts for what felt like an eternity, a day passed with no word from anyone. Anger consumed me as I recalled the image of Evan's lifeless body lying before me, a tragic testament to the betrayal and deceit that had unfolded.

Suddenly, a guard appeared, breaking the silence with his grim pronouncement. "It is time for you to face the king," he declared, his grip firm as he dragged me towards the judgment hall. I struggled against their hold, but their strength was unyielding as they propelled me into the presence of the king.

As I stood before him, tears welled in my eyes, my heart heavy with sorrow and desperation. The council whispered amongst themselves, casting judgment upon me with their condemning gazes. The king's disappointment was palpable as he addressed the assembly.

"We have a traitor among us," he announced solemnly, the weight of his words hanging heavy in the air. "He nearly brought harm to my son and took the life of one of our own." The crowd murmured in shock and disbelief as the king continued to pass sentence upon me.

"For this treacherous act, he shall be banished from Heaven forever, cast into the depths of Hell as decreed by the divine," the king proclaimed, his verdict ringing out with finality. My heart sank as his words echoed in my ears, sealing my fate.

"I no longer recognize you as one of us," the king declared, his voice filled with sorrow. "You are to be cast out from Heaven and from Earth, forsaken by both realms." Desperation clawed at my soul as I fell to my knees, pleading for mercy.