King of the world

Chapter Thirty

Dark POV

Focus.

Stop thinking about that stupid memory.

Concentrate.

I can never tell her what actually happened that night.

Fight for control.

Free her, you owe her that much.

White POV

Finally.

I'm standing outside the doors of the church, my large wedding dress trailing at least a meter behind me. The veil is slightly blocking my vision, but it's alright, because I've been waiting for this day for years.

Not for the reasons you fangirls would think, though.

I didn't have much time to fabricate this plan, but the long and short of it is, once Mark and I are married, I will be queen. The humans will murder all those noble demons, leaving Mark and I being the most powerful demons alive... then I'll kill Mark and be the sole ruler: murdering Dark and (Y/n) as a bonus.

I know PewDIE had already figured that out, and was going to use that to convince everyone to turn on me... I couldn't risk that.

Anti is currently chained down in the prison cart. It's hilarious, black pearls have been tumbling down his cheek since his friend died. He refuses to say a word; he ignores everyone, just dangling his head, staring at the ground. I thought maybe if I described PewDIE's death that he'd react. But he didn't. I even managed to convince a few humans to help me bring PewDIE's dead body down there to show him... he didn't even look up, but all his veins popped out, and I could tell that (bellow his handcuffed hands, the same ones they used on Mark and I) his hands were balling into fists. Smoke didn't emit for him, as he is only half demon, but we could see the green glow from beneath his eyelids.

We ended up locking PewDIE's body in there, just out of Anti's reach. That stupid old hang... Sanura, I think her name was, had PewDIE's body cleaned, so there was no blood, or fragments of brains we could throw at him.

I'll have the humans kill him as soon as all of this is over. It's a pity kill at this point.

It's odd, I've seen Anti more these past couple of days, than I have Mark... I'm almost certain he's avoiding me...
...
I shouldn't be upset by that. It's not like I WANT to see him...
...

Okay... maybe you don't have to kill Mark... just... keep him... somewhere. Or treat him the way Dark did (Y/n)! As a pet.

I look down and see red liquid waterfalling out the cuts on my fingers. My skin got torn on the thorns of the white roses of my bouquet. Each petal was ripped to shreds on the ground...

I didn't even notice I did that.

Scanning the scenery, I try to see it there's some sort of water source to wash it off in.

There is a think forest surrounding the royal church, but if you walk far enough into it, you can reach the edge of the mountain and see the entire city.

My legs hurry over to the river I noticed rather deep in the woods. My hands dunk into the river, using my thumb to squeeze out the blood that was fighting to get out.

While doing that, I turn my head up, noticing an... abandoned building in the middle of a crevice. The anvil outside would suggest it was a blacksmith's once.