Necromancy

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Prince Emon smiled with his fangs sticking out and long fingernails tracing my hair. He was up close with me and he smelled of sandalwood and burnt paper.

"Pretty little thing aren't you?", he curled my hair and glared at Aelia.

"You're free to go binder. He stays with me.", Prince Emon announced and Aelia didn't move an inch.

"You have your blood Emon. Let him go.", Aelia growled back.

His scruffy coat rubbed against me and he slashed my cheek with his sharp nails. Blood started to spill out and he licked it off. "You see, i think he's a keeper. Let's make things easier here. Either you leave with your limbs attached or his little friend gets it."

"Ty...? What have you done to him?!", i growled.

"Oh, he's perfectly unharm but with a snap of my finger, he'll be dead in a second.", he whispered at my ear.

"Go. Take care of Ty for me and say nothing to him.", i communicated mentally with Aelia and she had to do it. As she left, i was now alone with the devil himself. He was now sitting directlt opposite of me at the dining table and asked me questions.

"Now, would you kindly pass me the blood."

"Who are you going to revive...?", i ask blatantly.

"Well, someone who you could say, a real treat.", his glare was devilish and it gives me the creeps. I went up to him and passed him the bottle of blood and he grabbed my hand.

"You're just like Merlin. Soft, sweet and i see potential in you.", he said.

"Hands off."

"You remind me so much of Merlin's roughness but you're prettier."

I shoved away his hand and 2 servants appeared behind me. "Take this boy to his room. Do not harm him and if anyone of you dare to mess with his pretty face, i'll kill you.", he gestured the 2 servants away and i ended up in a room with lots of jewelry and fancy stuff.

"I'm no royalty. Put me in a dungeon where i can rot!", i yelled at the servants.

"His majesty doesn't want you to die. Enjoy your stay here.", they both left and i was left alone until a knock on the door was heard.

"Fuck off!", i screamed.

He opened the door and it was the demon himself again. "I heard you didn't like your room."

"Well no shit. Get out.", i said.

He went in the room and walked up to me as if he was about to say something but i tried to run out. He magically appeared infront of me and push me against the wall. His breath smells like ciggarette and his fingernails was tracing my cheek.

"It's useless to run away. Behave yourself and things will get better."

"Fabio should have taken up the throne.", he stared at me with annoyance and punched the wall with his fist. The whole castle shook and he made a huge hole on the wall.

"Unlike him, i don't let my emotions get in a way and we both have something in common."

"I'm nothing like you.", i spat at him.

"Oh, you are. Soon, you will come to realise that love will never be at our side. All we ever have is hatred and that's what makes us stronger.", he backed away and left the room.

I locked the door and sat on the bed trying to communicate with Aelia from afar. "Aelia, you there?"

"Yes and Ty's safe... I can't communicate with you for long. My ability is fading as days goes by..."

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