Her Heart, His obsession

78. Young meet the vengful one

The party had just began and all senior commanders and junior commanders were present sitting comfortably in a well decorated part of the hall on different tables. The head enforcers were also scattered on smaller tables abit further back at the other side also feasting and looking at the display of fire spheres and entertaining crew in the middle of the hall.

Suddenly heads were turned as Tiberious and his guards entered the hall. The friends of Tiberious did not move to go greet him as they were aware of the special place that Tiberious had gained that day. He was the valuable prize that was not to be spoken to unless under close watch so word for word was going to be reported to master. So this was quite off putting for Octavian and Zachary who were dying to talk to Tiberious.

As Diodora came to view, every one gasped including Octavian and Zachary. Octavian spoke with widened eyes " Poor Tiberious. They say that woman is from hell."

Zachary spoke " Shh. Man don't even try to glance at her. We are sitting in this corner trying to avoid attention of Xanthos and his gang and now you are trying to get Diodora's attention."

Octavian shrugged " Trust me if that woman doesn't like anyone's aura, she would kill them on the spot. I don't think looking at her would make a difference if she wants my blood. But ironically I was just keeping an eye on your girl till now. She is keeping Lorna company and now guess what Lorna is the least of our worries. Diodora would make Lorna look like a saint. At least you can talk to Lorna and maybe trick her or reason with her but Diodora is really not human. There are rumours that her nickname is actually true. She is a demon from hell. Don't look at me like that. She sure acts like it."

Zachary was looking around with distress " Octavian. Seriously, knock it off. You are lucky we are in a corner with few people around and our shields protect us against eavesdroppers but don't risk it. It's not worth it. Don't mention that girl."

Tiberious and Diodora were now seated at an isolated table with guards standing around them. They were there to only enjoy the view. Tiberious was certain that this was going to be one lonely night. He knew that no one would have dared to come close just in case something happened that displeased Tiberious and also his new personal guard who was well known amongst the Arkansans. Everyone knew who the vengeful demon was and what she was capable of. The fact that she was their masters cousin made the prospect of displeasing her even less appealing.

Diodora spoke; " I hate this place. It's so crowded. I need to find myself a man. Help me Tiberious. Who is my best match."

Tiberious sighed " Come on Diodora. Even if I picked someone, you may not like them and then you would surely kill them if they don't meet your expectations. I don't want blood on my hands."

Diodora was frustrated; " Why doesn't your response surprise me. All advisors are pacifists. Be careful Tiberious being the peace keeper is one step away from being an empath. That's against the protocols if you direct it towards the weak. But again why should you care. You are immune to prosecution with any harsh sanctions. You are a rare blood after all. Lucky you." She then got up from her seat and spoke: " I am going to walk around. You are safe here guarded by these 50 trained palace guards. I may get lucky and get myself a man. wish me luck."

Tiberious rolled his eyes and spoke sarcastically " Good luck....... to the guy you pick." Diodora turned around and narrowed her eyes " Dont push it." and then she walked into the crowed amongst the tables.

All heads were now on Diodora. No one wanted to be the subject of her attention in any way. Anyone who she ignored or walked past without a glance, breathed out in relief. At least they knew they were not going to be her next victim. Suddenly one of the servents in charge of delivering refreshments walked right into her. The young man had no idea who he had just spilled drinks on. He murmured an apology and started collecting the brokren glasses onto his tray.