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THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAM
CHAPTER 139
"Are you ready?" Zamiel looked at Euphorion, who had managed to dress decently this time.
"I don't know how you can wear this." He complained while adjusting his shirt.
Water demons covered parts of their bodies with what looked like fish scales, so he could understand that this kind of clothing was a unique experience for Euphorion. He had probably not been on land for too long.
"Well, I think I am ready now." He said, giving up at last.
Zamiel looked at his blue hair. "You need to do something about that."
Euphorion changes his hair to a golden color.
"And the nails." Zamiel added.
Euphorion's nails were too long, and that wasn't even his demon claws.
He looked at his hands. "No human will see them." He assured. "Anything else?"
"Yes. You forgot the shoes."
Euphorion stared at his bare feet. "I don't need them." He said.
"I know but it is strange to walk around barefoot."
Without a word, Euphorion slid his feet into the pair of shoes that Zamiel gave him, and then they were both ready to leave.
Euphorion was like a child who had never been outside. To be fair, he hadn't been on land for a very long time, and things looked much different now.
Zamiel would always feel a bit misplaced every time he woke up to a changed world after a deep slumber. Euphorion must feel the same now, but worse.
He would be fine in a while. Demons were very quick to learn and adjust because of all the information available through the human mind.
Zamiel showed him around until Euphorion was satisfied and then they went into a tavern to have something to eat and drink.
Wherever they went, they drew too much attention. As soon as they went into the tavern, it became quiet and all gazes turned toward them.
Curious, mesmerized and lustful gazes stared at them and Zamiel could hear what was running through a few people's minds.
"Oh, they are lustful." Euphorion pointed, also able to hear their thoughts.
One intoxicated male whistled and gestured for him to come with a finger, and the other ones sitting at the table laughed. Zamiel gave them a look that made them swallow their own laughter in fear.
The room turned silent as they made their way to a table and sat down.
"Alright. I know I said it is too hot but you are making my teeth shatter." Euphorion whispered.
Zamiel didn't realize what he was doing and stopped.
"I think being without your mate is making you sensitive. I am sure you are used to this." He continued.
Zamiel sighed and relaxed. Everyone in the room eventually relaxed as well and the loud chatter started again.
Euphorion and Zamiel were served food and drinks and Euphorion was still getting used to the cooked food. Ancients rarely needed to eat. It was only for enjoyment, and Euphorion enjoyed certain things more than others. He left all the meat aside and ate the vegetables. It was probably the closest to what they ate in the oceans.
"What is this?" he asked, picking up the bread.
"It is called bread. It is made of things you won't know."
Euphorion took a bite, and then grimaced. "It tastes awful." He said, forcing himself to chew and swallow the piece.
"I don't like it either." Zamiel agreed.
"So what is your plan exactly?" Euphorion asked, this time communicating with him telepathically.
Euphorion had offered to help him because, well, he hated Lucifer. Whether he could be of help depended on whether his suspicion turned out right or wrong. He was waiting for an answer from Irene. He had already told her what she needed to do.
If his suspicion was right, then Euphorion would be of great help. His plan would be perfect.
"I will let you know as soon as I have the more information." Zamiel told him.
Euphorion gave him a look. "It better be a good plan. I don't want to waste my time."
Zamiel chuckled. Time was the only thing they could waste without regret.
"If my suspicion is right, then my plan will be one you will enjoy very much. It will be worth the wait." He told him.
"Good. But what if your suspicion turns out to be wrong?"
"Then I'll just have to wait until the enemy destroys himself, like you suggested." Zamiel said.
"I hope your suspicion is right then. I am here to enjoy Lucifer's suffering."
On his visit to the ocean, Euphorion had showed him the history of all djinn, including the devil. It was carved into stones and it was the first time Zamiel had seen the illustrations. All this time, they had been hidden under the ocean.
Zamiel found out details he didn't know before, especially about the devil. There was one specific illustration that had caught his attention. The devil eating the forbidden fruit. That was where his suspicion came from, together with a few more unclear illustrations about the devil.
The illustrations were mostly symbols and had to be interpreted. It was simple. If someone laid out too many traps, they would end up falling into a few themselves. And the devil was no exception.
"Have you found your mate?" Zamiel asked.
Euphorion shook his head.
"Did you mate with someone?"
"No."
So he was alone all those years? Usually when demons didn't find their mates after a long time, they mated with someone else to reproduce.
"Maybe you will find her here." Zamiel said, knowing it would annoy him.
Euphorion frowned.
"Maybe your mate isn't a water demon, or a demon at all." Zamiel said.
"What are you implying?"
"What if your mate is on land, but you are always in the waters? And what if she is human?"
Euphorion grimaced. He didn't like the idea. "I am not looking for my mate, and if I happen to find her, I pray it is not a human. Their emotions are unpredictable and it could end up in a heartbreak."
Zamiel understood Euphorions' concerns. Humans weren't bound by the mating bond as demons were.
"There is a risk of getting your heart broken, but it is a risk worth taking."
"You say that because your mate is human." He took a sip from his drink. "And witch. And the devil's granddaughter. What a mixture. Imagine your children."
Zamiel froze. Children? The thought of having a child made him nervous. That extreme, overwhelming love for his child, he could still feel it until today.
His most vivid memory was when his daughter was born, and he held her in his arms for the first time. For a long time that memory was replaced by the one of holding her dead body, but now that he got to meet her he could think of the good memories instead of the bad ones.
"What about you? Don't you want children?" Zamiel asked.
Euphorion chuckled. "Those small being? No. I don't think I can handle them. They are better without me."
Zamiel smiled. This was a common problem with ancients. After living for so long, it was easy to become emotionally detached. To see things as simple or none important. To stop enjoying and appreciating the small things. Ancients could fight other ancients, but innocent beings as children would scare them.
"You and Heaven should just come and live in the ocean." Euphorion said.
His plan was close to that. The ocean was part of the solution.
THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAM
CHAPTER 140
Zarin was full of guilt. It was eating him from the inside, and he was getting angrier and more frustrated with every passing moment. This morning he had gone to castle to bring the letters Heaven's parents wrote to her.
When he met her mother, she had taken his hands in her own and looked at him pleadingly. "Heaven will be home soon. Come back with her." She had told him. "We will be waiting for you."
Why would they wait? He wasn't coming back. He was tired of everyone being kind to him. He was tired of this guilt. He wanted to get rid of it.
He looked at the letters in his hands. He wanted to give them to Heaven, but he didn't know why he was hesitating.
"You know what is stopping you." Tezz appeared in his mansion with her usual knowing smirk. "Maybe deep down you don't want her to leave." She said, walking around the chair where he sat.
Of course, she knew what he wanted deep down. It was her job. Zarin just wanted someone to accept him the way he was now, and Heaven was right here.
He was torn between wanting to help her and wanting to get rid of his guilt and make her stay. Change her mind about him and this place.
"You want to help Heaven to what end? Do you think helping her will make her think positively of you?"
No. He had broken her heart too many times.
"Well, that is true." Tezz agreed with his thoughts. "A broken pot will never be the same, even after it is repaired."
Heaven's feeling for him would never be the same. The terrible things he did would never be erased from her mind.
"What should I do?" He asked.
"It is up to you. You can either give her the letters and help her get back home, which you won't succeed to do. Or you could use the skills you have learned to make her stay. You are not the old Zarin anymore. You have power and skills now. You can do things for her that you couldn't before."
Zarin knew he shouldn't listen to her. The right thing would be to help Heaven, but he really wanted to show her what he had achieved while he was here. He wanted to impress her. He wanted to show her that he wasn't a little boy anymore. He was no less than Zamiel.
Tezz left him alone with his thoughts and went to train Heaven. Zarin kept going back and forth on what he wanted to do. He didn't want Heaven to lose the light in her eyes, but what if she lost it? What kind of person would she be? Would she be more accepting of him? He would never find out unless she changed.
When he knew her training had ended, he went to find her, but she wasn't in her room. He looked around the castle until he found her with Rhys.
Rhys was known as the seducer. He was good at bringing out people's most hidden sexual desires.
Zarin became angry when he saw him holding Heaven. "Let her go!" He ordered.
Rhys obeyed his command, but showed dislike before he disappeared. Heaven turned to him with a look of surprise on her face. He felt powerful in that moment.
"Heaven." He walked up to her. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am fine." She said.
There were so many questions in her eyes when she looked at him. Maybe he would take this opportunity to invite her to his home.
"Zarin, what happened to your eyes? What is all this about?" She asked.
"Why don't you have lunch with me and I'll explain everything." He told her.
Once he brought her to his home, he felt satisfied to see the surprised look on her face. He knew his home was impressive. The devil knew how to make any place look luxurious.
"You live here?" She asked, but it sounded more like a statement than a question. Almost as if she had to say it out loud to process it.
"Yes." He replied.
She walked around with her hands behind her back. It reminded him of her father. Something about her demeanor had changed. The way she walked, spoke, and carried herself was slightly different. She seemed more observant, more careful, and her face remained neutral as she studied her surroundings. Even though her eyes and body showed exhaustion, her posture was strong.
His father had once told him that hardship and pain changed people. Either for the better or the worse.
When she had scolded him yesterday, it was different from the previous times; she scolded him. This time, rather than hurt in her voice, there was power in it.
Her eyes had been firm. She had figured out his true intentions, and she showed him that she would accept no more lies. She's had enough and she wouldn't let anyone hurt her anymore. And here he was, still going back to being a bad friend.
Lunch was served, and they sat at a large table opposite of each other.
"I delivered the letters to your parents and Zamiel." He began.
"Were they alright?" She asked.
He nodded. "They were fine. They were happy to receive your letters." He said.
She nodded thoughtfully. "Did you see your parents?"
He shook his head, but she already knew the answer. It was as if she could see through him now. She made him nervous.
"It seems like you decided to stay here." She said calmly.
"I like it here. It is not a bad place like you think." He told her.
It was a bad thing to say after what she went through, and he expected her to get angry at him, but her expression remained the same. It was difficult to know what she was thinking. How would he convince her when she didn't reveal her emotions?
She was acting like her father right now. Calm, calculating and observant. Was these some ruler qualities she had learned or did she just change into this person?
"What happened to your eyes?" She asked, ignoring his previous comment.
"It is my demon being more visible." He said.
Lothaire had told him that there was a way he could become more powerful. By killing his human side, his demon would be more dominant. Zarin didn't hesitate and agreed to the idea. If the devil wanted to kill him, he wouldn't make up excuses.
But one thing came as a big surprise. Zarin had only thought he would have to deal with painful death, but he didn't know the recovery was worse. It was agonizing. But it was worth it. Now he was more demon, more powerful, and the gold freckles in his eyes were because he was a descendant of a fire demon. The fire in his eyes would only be slightly visible as gold freckles.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"I killed my human side to be more demon." He told her.
Not only a demon. He became a high rank demon. He worked hard to get where he was. Yes, he did terrible things, but like the devil said. They made their choices. He only made sin appealing.
Since he already became this person and he worked so hard to get where he was, why would he stop? Why not make Heaven want to stay here?
Zamiel wouldn't be able to win against the devil, anyway. So Heaven would stay here no matter what. He was only helping her be happy.
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THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAM
CHAPTER 141
Heaven froze in shock. Killed his human side? Why?
She knew about her father's death and how that changed him, but why would someone want to go through that? For what reason?
"Why?" Was all she managed to ask.
Zarin sighed and then held his hands out in a stop motion. Almost as if defending himself. "It is not that bad. It was painful, but now my demon is always there. I don't have to deal with it coming and going." He explained.
Heaven didn't know how to respond to that, but suspected that her grandfather had something to do with it and he was benefiting from this change.
She wanted to tell Zarin that he was being her grandfather's puppet, but refrained from it. She was frustrated that he was letting himself be used. She always knew that he hated responsibility and loved to live freely. But she never thought he was a stupid. He had been the smarter one when they were younger. Even when he indulged himself, he wasn't irrational.
But this time he was acting like a complete fool. Despite being fully aware that he was being used, he was letting it happen because it getting what he desired. What he didn't know was that he was losing more than what he was getting.
"Do you feel better now with your demon always present?" She asked, genuinely curious.
His eyes shifted between different emotions. They weren't like yesterday, where she could see guilt in them. Today he was different. She would sometimes see hints of guilt and other times pride or excitement. He was proud of what he had achieved and excited to show her.
"Yes." He replied.
"Are they treating you well here?" She asked.
He nodded. "Yes."
"Better than how your parents were treating you?"
He was about to put a piece of bread into his mouth when he paused and looked up at her. Her question took him by surprise, and he didn't seem to know how to reply.
"Well, I… I can't always live with my parents. I have to someday be on my own." He said.
"Then I guess you chose the right place. You will be on your own here." She told him, feeling sad for her friend.
Some kind of emotions flickered through his eyes, and his lips pressed into a thin line. At least he understood the weight of her words.
"You are here." He said, his voice low. He didn't sound confident.
"No. Only my body is here. My heart and mind will always be with my family."
He nodded with a sad smile. The conversation was only getting more awkward so Heaven decided to excuse herself and leave. "I am tired. I should go back and rest." She said, standing up.
He stood up quickly. "Do you hate me?" He blurted.
His hands were curled into fists at the side of his body as if he was angry. Heaven was taken aback by his question. "No. I don't hate you." She felt sorry for him.
Now he looked disgusted. "You are looking at me the way he did." He said.
"Who?"
"Zamiel. You pity me." He was angry now.
Heaven remained calm despite his unsettling anger.
"You hate him. He pities you. I think that says something."
She had sent him to Zamiel to annoy him a bit, but besides that she also wanted to see if he would put his hate aside and help her. Knowing the kind of person Zamiel was, she hoped that his good nature would affect him positively. But it didn't.
Before this escalated into a fight, she had to leave. The anger in his gaze frightened her and before he could say something that could possibly make her hate him, she left. Things were already bad as they were.
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Lothaire was pacing in his private room, where nobody could find him. Several things were disturbing him. One was Irene who was going around with yet another male when he didn't even get rid of Nyle yet. Since she was with someone new today he knew she was only trying to make him jealous but knowing that didn't lessen the feeling. He couldn't help but feel irked since she was letting these men get close to her and touch her.
She wouldn't want anyone to die because of her but then if he made her stop by telling her he would kill anyone who touched her then he would expose himself. He was already worried about Zamiel and what he had told Irene.
Zamiel had managed to make Euphorion join him on land. Euphorion hated both land and land demons, so that he was here and staying with Zamiel was worrisome.
Lothaire hated the water demons. He couldn't see what happened beneath the waters, and most of their kingdoms were hidden from the land demons. Except for the ones they trusted, and those were very few. Zamiel was clever to maintain a friendship with the water demons. Now what were they planning? He knew he shouldn't underestimate them.
Lothaire tried to control himself and stay patient, but Irene kept infuriating him. Normally he might not have gotten this angry or jealous. He would have let her enjoy herself. That would help to mislead her and make her stay. Telling himself that didn't work and stopping himself from looking into The Eye to see what she was doing wasn't working either.
This was unlike him and now he had to admit that he had underestimated the affects of the possession. He had to find a solution. But first he would find Irene. He would compel her to tell him what she was up to. If she didn't care why would she try to make him jealous?
He left his room and met her in the hall, on her way back to her room. She halted when she saw him standing there and gave him a look to move away. Lothaire held his ground. He looked at her closely.
She looked lovely. She reminded him of everything bright. The clear blue sky on a summer day, the warm sun, the green grass and the colorful flowers.
He inhaled her scent. She smelled like flowers and herbs. He moved closer and gazed into her eyes. There was no need to say anything nice before compelling her. She would be furious afterwards, no matter what. He would just do it and leave.
"Will you compel me?" She asked.
Lothaire froze. How did she know?
"Why would I?" He asked with a smile.
Why did he say that? He was about to compel her, and he should just get it over with.
"Why not? You have done worse?"
"You are right. Maybe I should just compel you then." He said.
"Go ahead. The almighty devil has to compel to get what he wants."
That sounded like something Heaven would say. He was amused. And thinking of it now, the fact that she anticipated that he would compel her meant that she was hiding something. He had to know to be prepared.
"It doesn't matter how the devil gets what he wants as long as he gets it." He said and then gazed into her eyes to compel her. "Now tell me. Did Zamiel come to see you?"
Her eyes widened. Her pupils dilated, and she fell into his spell.
"Yes." She replied.
He knew it.
"What did he tell you?"
"That I have another mate and he is in your hidden kingdom."
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