Queen Of Paradox (Unedited)

Succubus Diaries

The squeal of metal on metal as the door pulled open was a testament to how unkempt the Palace's underground prison was. A scoff sounded in the cell's dark depths along with the echo of footsteps shuffling forward. "Randolph Creed-" the harsh impact of bone cracking under pressure filled the small cold space with a sickening noise. Nolan staggered back a few feet, his mouth bloodied and his cheek numb from Randolph's punch. He supposed he shouldn't be too surprised. In fact, this reaction was highly expected. He and Randolph had a very long history together, built mainly on hate. Through the years, they had tolerated each other out of respect for Vera. An unspoken agreement of sorts that went something like, 'I won't kill you if you don't give me a reason to. A.k.a don't hurt Vera.' Yet he'd gone and done exactly that.

Straightening, he swallowed and gingerly dabbed at his mouth. "Hello to you too." he drawled dryly, turning to face Randolph once again. "Since you're here, I'm guessing I'm officially no longer in Vera's employ." he 8stated warily, watching Randolph glare him down. The younger incubus was usually so serene that his scrunched up features spoke louder than any words. "The papers were processed yesterday. But I figured you could use another night in your favorite cell." He gritted out. Barely concealed anger seeping from him in waves.

Nolan's eyes narrowed and he swiftly reminded himself that beating Randolph to a pulp would waste precious time. Time he was already sorely short on if he planned to survive longer than a day. Randolph stepped forward and slammed the thin sheet of paper against his chest with enough force to push him back a few steps. His jaw clenched at the blatant challenge. "Don't." he uttered softly. A mere warning. He didn't want to have to kill the other male, but he would do it without blinking an eye if need be. "This is between me a Vera."

Randolph scoffed and balled his fist. "There is no you and Vera anymore. You made pretty damn sure of that. You ruined her! I left her in your care and you turned her into a monster trying to protect you-"

Nolan's harsh bark of laughter cut Randolph off. "Protect me? You can't seriously be trying to hang the hat of blame on such a flimsy excuse. Wake up, boy. Everything Vera does she does for her own benefit." He snarled. Maybe, maybe his best interest had been her intention when they were younger. When she was still a bright-eyed little girl that believed there was good everywhere. When she was a rambunctious teen with lofty goals of saving paradox from it's growing darkness and somewhat medieval ways. But not now. The woman she'd become after receiving the crown was greedy for power, reluctant to let go of a throne she didn't know how to use. The Vera he reluctantly fell irrevocably in love with didn't exist anymore.

A look of surprise fell over Randolph's face before a smile of disbelief stretched across his face. "Wow...you really are a fucking fool," he whispered before growing somber. "Did you really think

the council let you live because you were innocent? You murdered the Queen of Paradox. Mother to the current Queen and wife of one of the highest councilmen, in cold blood. People have died for far less."

Nolan bristled at Randolph's harsh reminder. "Don't speak so easily of things you have no knowledge about!" he hissed angrily.

"Except I do!" Randolph roared. His voice echoing off the stone walls. "You ungrateful mongrel. You lived because of Vera!"

Nolan was in the process of descending on Randolph with his fist raised. He had grown tired of taking verbal blow after blow from the self-righteous prick. But at the other males words, he froze mid-attack. His eyes wide as a look of genuine perplexity fell over his normally stoic features.