Chapter Twenty Eight

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Anti followed the gorgon carefully, his footsteps having no sound and his breathing was quiet. The gorgan either knew he was there and didn't care, or wasn't properly trained. Either way, Anti was going to find out what was in that bag. He had his hopes up for it being something he could use against or, even better, Dark. 

The gorgan was, in fact, aware of Anti following her but she couldn't stop him. It was King's orders to not to touch Anti unless it was sparring that he had chosen. She couldn't possibly take on Anti anyway. 

As she entered the Queen's chambers, Anti was quick to shut the room and approached the young brunette. She was in her human form, wearing a frilly strapless top and a long skirt for easy access for her tail. He quickly learnt that most of the men, especially the guards kept in their gorgan forms as they didn't want to rip all the trousers and shorts they had. It was incredibly difficult to shift with jeans on anyway. 

The female was quick to look at him after placing the bag in a large cabinet that took up a decent amount of space of the wall. Her dark brown eyes studied his body expressions and tried to guess what he was going to do to her. The demon could start to smell her fear as it slowly grew. 

"Look, I ain't gonna hurt ya. Unless you don't give me that bag." He stated, shoving his hands in his pocket. However, at that gesture the woman's fear grew so he quickly took his hands out and showed her he didn't have a weapon on him. 

She relaxed a little but shook her head. "I'm sorry, Sir Anti. I can't go against the Queen's orders." 

It was already clear to him that the Queen wasn't exactly anyone's favourite. Not even Die's. He shrugged at her and shifted on his feet. "Hey, relax. What's she gonna do to you if you do? Throw ya in the dungeons?" He chuckled a little at the thought of someone being scared of that. He's seen the dungeons and they weren't all that bad. 

"No, Sir. She'd turn me to stone. Have you not heard? The King and Queen have the abilities to turn people to stone. Her majesty chose King Die as a suitable ruler so even though he's a demon, he still has the ability." 

Anti stood up straight now, knowing how serious this was and he almost scowled. Before he could say what he was going to, he heard the clicking of heels down the hallway.

Panicked, he grabbed the brunette by the hand and managed to grab the bag too. Just before the door opened, he teleported into his own room. 

The woman pulled away from him and tried to grab the bag from him, fear setting through her. 

He was quicker and teleported the bag to his own hiding spot. "Hey! Relax, okay? I'll take the blame for it. You're gonna be under my protection. I'll even talk to Die about it." 

She seemed extremely unsure about Anti's words, chewing the inside of her cheek out of nervousness as she looked up at him. After some thought, she gave in. "Thank you, Sir Anti." 

He chuckled but smiled genuinely at her. "Eh, it's no problem. Also, please just call me Anti. We're equals. But, what's your name?" 

She smiled back at him, nodding. "My name is Metztli." 

Anti was caught off guard, not really understanding what she said. Although, he felt it would be rude to ask her to repeat her name. Luckily, she saw his confusion and a laugh escaped her. 

"You can shorten it to Metz, or Li. I don't mind." 

He nodded in gratitude, relief flooding through him. Only then did he remember the bag, and he wanted to check it as soon as possible. However, that would have to wait. He turned back towards his new friend and grinned. 

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