Lucifer's Daughter

Final Chapter- What the False Heart Doth Know

THE LAST CHAPTER
I CRIED SO MUCH WRITING THIS NO JOKE.
My heart is beating so fast!!
Thank you for your endless support.❤️🥺

Please dont hate me. I actually didn't wanna end it this way but I thought it was for the best.
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🎧: Infinity- Jaymes Young

Final Chapter- What the False Heart Doth Know

The callous reality of my current existence was that I was about to meet my creator by the hands of my lover.

Did the hostility between us run deeper than the waters of fair Verona? For, the hatred he projected on me was more intense than that between the Capulets and Montagues.

Lexus' method was mind-numbingly intelligent and was definitely inspired by Shakespeare's 'Macbeth'.

"False face must hide what the false heart doth know."

The face must not reveal what the heart knows to be true. He deceived
me into thinking he has the ability to feel something, and later I find that he hides his true colors.

Rain was harshly pouring over my frail figure. My fate was a malicious one. Perhaps God was not appeased by his gift to Lucifer, but what evil had I committed? Then again, maybe this is for the better.

I must keep running. I have to get away before he puts an end to my beating heart. I honestly wasn't surprised to find him holding a dagger against my chest the moment my eyes fluttered open. I am so naïve.

Thunder boomed, reminding me to stay alert. I could not identify whether I was crying or was it just the rain harshly slashing against my fragile skin.

I instantly hid behind a large statue of a hideous fiend.

Ragged breaths escaped my quivering lips. My nerves numbed as quick images of the past three months crept into my mind. I felt them burning into my soul.

A sudden memory stuck and kept mindlessly replaying— it was that of the dream I had weeks ago. The hooded figure steering the boat.

The vivid imagery of the dream and the sensations that had evaded my senses back then came back to taunt me. The intensity of those feelings matched those I was feeling this instant.

Being on a boat that was foreign to me resembled the moment I stepped into this castle. Lexus' silence matched that of the hooded figure's. I did not have time to disassemble the dream, but maybe if I wanted to make it out alive, I should give it my time of day.

The enticing nature of the Siren's song reminded me of Lexus' alluring nature and the events of last night.

I had succumbed to Lexus' call to something tempting and strong. How his pleading eyes captured me in an instant of weakness, to then gnaw at my soul.

A Siren's call brought the ruin of countless men at sea, and Lexus? He is about to annihilate the pillars of my existence after drowning me in his ocean of ruse. How staggeringly similar...

Then I remembered how the dream concluded. It was done under my command, but what could I do in this dazed state of mind?

An acetous taste assaulted my tongue as I caught sight of Lexus. I was too warped in my thoughts that I had allowed my cover to be blown.

His face morphed into an unreadable expression. It was one mixed with sorrow, regret and determination. Why was he still not letting go of the throne? He knows the cost and he seems to be convinced that he doesn't want this. What is this scathing pride?