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THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAMS
CHAPTER 148
Zarin curled in bed, feeling lonely again. His own thoughts tortured him and Zamiel only made it worse.
He was indeed lucky to have Heaven as his friend.
His parents were his parents. He could understand if they didn't give up on him, but Heaven could have easily abandoned him. Zamiel could have killed him. But none of that happened.
He wrapped the blankets tighter around himself, as if it would chase away the loneliness. He did feel less lonely in Zamiel's home despite his declared hate for him. His home smelled of rain and earth, mixed with another heavenly scent. It was comforting.
Suddenly he shook his head violently, and his heart began to race in worry and fear. No. Why was he thinking of his scent again? What was wrong with him? What Euphorion said couldn't be true? Could it?
There was no way he liked Zamiel. Zarin had always enjoyed his women. He still did. He was attracted to women, not men.
He turned in bed, feeling uncomfortable and bothered.
'The only thing you are passionate about is him.'
No! He refused to believe it. The ancient aura couldn't possibly work on him. He had met ancients before.
Or wait. The only ancients he met was his own grandfather and Heaven's grandfather. Still, this shouldn't work on him.
He hated Zamiel. With or without passion, it was hate he felt. He was...
"Stop! Oh Lord!" Euphorion suddenly stood in the room. "I should have let you leave. Can't you stop thinking and sleep? Your thoughts are loud and I am already having a hard time sleeping because of the heat."
"I am glad I was able to annoy you." Zarin said.
Euphorion placed his hands on bare his hips. This man liked to walk around naked. "Now that you are glad, can you stop overthinking? I said you liked him. I didn't say you desired him."
Zarin sat up. "What do you mean?"
Euphorion let his hands fall, as if giving up. "Liking means liking and nothing else."
But he didn't like Zamiel.
Euphorion raised a brow and crossed his arms over his chest. "Alright. You don't like him. Just sleep."
But what about the scent? Why did his scent suddenly feel so strong, and why was he suddenly… mes… merized?
Euphorion, who was about to leave, sighed loudly when he began to think again.
"That is because you are more demon now. Your senses are heightened and when it is connected to a strong emotion, everything is more clear and vivid. Whether you hate or like Zamiel, you feel strongly about him and that is why he suddenly appears different to you."
Oh, of course. He chuckled nervously, feeling relieved. Why didn't he think of his demon? That explained everything. His intensified hate and admiration.
Euphorion raised both his eyebrows this time and nodded.
Did he just admit that he admired the man?
"Well, now that you know, sleep!" He said and vanished.
Zarin fell back and buried himself under the covers. He was not ready to admit anything yet. After tuning back and forth for a while, avoiding his own thoughts and feelings, he finally decided to go outside and get some air. But even that didn't help clear his mind.
Alright. He admitted. He had always envied Zamiel. He had wanted everything the man had. Everything about him he liked and wanted. The confidence, the power, the love and respect he received from people, including Heaven. Everything.
"What about the pain?" Zarin was startled to find Zamiel next to him in the garden. "Did you want my pain as well? Did you wish to know the pain of losing your family, the suffering of being locked for a thousand years and the betrayal of your only friend?"
Zarin remained quiet as his brain processed what that must feel like.
"After going through all of that, would you wish your mate to be taken away from you?"
Zarin frowned. The man had been through a lot and even though he didn't know what he felt; he didn't wish it upon himself.
"You envy a man who lived alone for an eternity. I don't know what it is like to have parents or siblings, yet I know what it is like to lose a wife and a child." He looked far away, as if deeply lost in thoughts.
"You envy me for things that you already have or things that you could easily get. You already have people who love you unconditionally. Respect is something you can earn and confidence is something you can learn. Power…" He shook his head with a slight smile. "I am sure you know by now that power means nothing if you are all alone. You can only use it for selfish reasons and not to protect the people you love."
Zarin looked looked down at his hands. Everything Zamiel said was true. He had obtained a high rank, but he was all alone. There was no one to share his happiness or achievements with.
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Zamiel could feel Zarin shrinking next to him. His thoughts about himself getting worse and worse. The devil had killed him to intensify his bad traits, but his death also intensified his guilt, and now he was stuck between his pride and his guilt. There was a battle between them in his head.
Zamiel knew what guilt felt like. It was consuming and it could take you to a very dark place. Zarin needed help, but he also had to help himself.
Zamiel remembered the day Heaven opened his eyes. The day she made him think of getting out of his misery and helping himself.
'Right now, no one is making you suffer but you.' She had told him.
She had pulled him out of the darkness, but he had to walk himself toward the light.
Most of the time the suffering was only in the head and the person just had to decide to make a change. Zarin had to make that decision. He was making himself suffer for no reason.
"You could go back to the hidden kingdom and pretend as if everything is alright or you could go back to your family. You will feel ashamed, worthless, useless but you could make it up to them."
Zarin looked up at him, his eyes slowly tearing up. "You don't know the things I have done." He said.
"But I know things won't get better if you keep doing them."
He looked down at his hands again. "How can I look them in the eyes?" He asked.
Zamiel didn't know how to reply to that. "See it as your punishment." He finally said.
Then he went back to his room, leaving him behind. He would need some time alone.
It was late enough now to visit Irene. He hoped for some useful information, and then he would begin with his plan. Irene's mind was a dark place, as usual. She was sitting alone in a corner, curled up as if crying. She longed to come back home.
"Irene."
She looked up, "Zamiel." She was happy to see him.
He extended his hand and helped her up. He was afraid of running out of time and getting pulled back, so he asked her directly. "Did anything unusual happen?" He asked.
"The possession is affecting him, I think. He is acting strange." She frowned. "He is acting more human."
That wasn't exactly what he wanted to know, but he already saw what he needed through her mind. Now he knew what Lucifer wanted.
"Irene. Listen to me carefully." He began. "As soon as you wake up, don't think or speak to anyone, don't tell Heaven anything or ask for her opinion. Just grab her and come back home." He told her.
She became very confused. "Heaven will never agree." She said.
"Don't tell her. Just bring her home and I will take care of the rest."
"If anything happens, she will hate me forever." Irene said.
"Nothing will happen. I wouldn't ask you to come back otherwise. Trust me." He told her. "I have a plan."
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THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAMS
CHAPTER 149
Zamiel woke feeling strange. It felt like his personal space was invaded. Turning in bed, he peeked through his long lashes and almost got a heart attack when he came face to face with Euphorion. He was so close to pushing him off bed.
What was he doing in his bed? And with no clothes on.
As much as he enjoyed his company, sometimes he just wanted to get rid of him. Zamiel thought of what the best way to wake him up would be. Throw water on him? No, he would enjoy that.
Maybe throw tea on him? He wouldn't like that. But maybe if he added some honey, he would appreciate it.
Euphorion stirred and threw one arm over Zamiel's shoulder.
Oh no! This man was dead!
Zamiel kicked him out of bed and Euphorion fell down with a loud thud, followed by a groan. He turned on his back and lay on the floor for a short moment, until he was fully awake. Then he got up on his feet.
He stretched his arms and yawned as if he hadn't just been kicked out of bed. "Never slept better." He said.
"I gave you your own bed." Zamiel told him.
"I know." He said scratching the back of his head. "But it is too hot. And you are so cold. I needed the cold." He took one of the sheets to wrap around his waist.
"You will go back to the ocean soon." Zamiel told him, speaking telepathically this time.
"Was it as you predicted?" Euphorion asked.
"Yes."
"Oh, I can't wait." He said with excitement.
Zamiel couldn't wait either. He was eager to see Heaven again. It felt like his heart would burst with anticipation. He just hoped Irene would do her part of the plan.
"You know what you have to do?" Zamiel told him.
"Don't worry. I know exactly what I need to do."
Zamiel nodded. "They could be here anytime soon. Get dressed."
Euphorion and Zamiel prepared to execute the plan. Zamiel was a little worried with Euphorion being part of the plan. Could he trust him?
"Euphorion…"
"I know." He cut him off, noticing his worry. "You have no choice but to trust me. If anything else happens, remember the second plan. The offer is still valid."
Zamiel looked at him for a long moment. He knew he had a hard time trusting people, but he would have to trust Euphorion. His intuition told him he could be trusted. "Thank you." He said.
"Where is the boy, today?" Euphorion asked.
Zamiel noticed that Zarin was gone. Hopefully, he went back to his family.
"I don't know."
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Irene woke up with heart pounding as if she had a nightmare. But it wasn't a nightmare, just a dream that stressed her out. Her brain starting going in a thousand different directions, and she had to tell herself to calm down.
Beside her, Heaven was still sleeping. She looked relaxed while resting. Irene slowly sat up in bed without waking Heaven and tried to gather her thoughts.
What was Zamiel planning? If she left with Heaven, then God knew what trouble they would be in. Once they left, they couldn't come back. Only those who joined Lothaire willingly could find back to his kingdoms. Others who left his mission would never find their way back again. That was his way of protecting the ones serving him.
His way of keeping people in his kingdom was through manipulation, but he was keeping Heaven through threats. If they left, he would surely find a way to make Heaven come back to him. He wouldn't give up easily.
But Zamiel had promised that he had a plan. She had to trust him. He wouldn't do anything to endanger Heaven's safety.
Now she just had to get them out of here. Until then, she had to remain calm to not cause any suspicion.
Irene quickly got up and dressed. She tried to act as usual until Heaven woke up. As soon as Heaven got changed into something more appropriate, they would leave. Or should she just ignore it and teleport her while asleep?
While thinking about it, Heaven shifted in bed and opened her eyes. Her mouth opened wide in a loud yawn, and she stretched in bed.
"Good morning." Irene greeted.
Heaven turned her head to look at her grandma. "Good morning." She smiled.
"Did you sleep well?"
Heaven nodded. "Yes." She pulled the cover over her shoulders. "But I still want to sleep some more." She said.
Irene frowned. This tiredness was worrying her. Was her granddaughter trying to escape from reality by sleeping. Irene knew she used to do it herself when she didn't feel like living anymore. She used to sleep long hours when she had lost her son. Sleeping was her escape. It was the only time she didn't feel any pain.
Since she was taking them back home, she didn't have to worry about it.
At first, Irene tried to find an excuse to wake her up, but then decided to let her sleep some more. God knew what awaited them when they got back, so she should get some rest to be able to fight what came ahead.
Meanwhile, Irene wasted time doing almost nothing until there was a knock on the door. Irene went to open the door and to her surprise, she found Hezznin standing outside.
"Good morning." Hezznin greeted.
"Good morning."
"I hope I am not disturbing. I came to see Heaven." She said.
"Heaven is still asleep." Irene told her.
"Oh well. Then I'll let her rest. She can take the day off today."
Irene nodded. "What happened to Tezznin?" She asked.
"She will be busy for a while so Heaven will have her training with me."
Irene guessed that Hezznin was probably more cunning than her sister, so Lothaire sent her instead.
"I'll let her know." Irene said.
"We would love if both of you could join our family dinner tonight." Hezznin said.
"Since it is a family dinner, we won't be joining." Irene replied.
Hezznin kept the smile on her face. "If you change your mind, you are still welcome. I won't take more of your time. Have continued good morning." She said and then, with a slight nod, she turned around and left.
Irene closed the door, feeling annoyed by the pretentious kindness. She was glad that she was finally leaving this place. She just hoped she would do it successfully with no mistakes. What could go wrong? And how could she prevent it? She was nervous, but Zamiel would have told her if he predicted any obstacles. This meant that she could just leave with no fear.
When Heaven finally woke up, Irene waited for her to get dressed and then without warning, she grabbed her hand and teleported them.
It worked!
They were in Zamiel's home.
Heaven's eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She was in shock.
In a moment Zamiel appeared in front of them, and Irene felt someone behind her. Before she could turn back, Zamiel gave a nod, and she felt two cold hands grabbing her arms from behind.
"Good morning." A male voice spoke. And then she felt a surge of energy, pulling her and taking her somewhere else.
When she finally felt the ground under her feet, the strong hands released her. She looked around and her eyes widened.
Where was she?
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THE DEVIL'S IN HER DREAMS
CHAPTER 150
Things happened too fast, and now Irene found herself in a completely new world. This place looked like nothing she had seen before. Not even close. It felt like she was in a bubble and the world inside the bubble was the color of a rainbow, and outside the bubble, the sky was a beautiful turquoise blue. The sky in this world was water with fish and other sea animals swimming in it.
It was strange, yet mesmerizing. Completely taken by this world, she forgot about the male behind her until he spoke.
"You seem to like it." He said.
His voice startled her, and she turned around to look at him. His appearance shocked her even more. She found herself stunned, staring at this creature she had never seen before. He was tall, broad shouldered, and his aqua blue hair fell over the white shirt he wore like the waves of the ocean. His skin radiated like the white of the moon and his eyes. She tried to find the color, but it shifted between different shades of blue and green. He was strange and stunning.
What was he, she asked herself instead of who?
Irene's lips parted to speak, but her mouth ended up falling open without a word.
The man smiled at her reaction. "I haven't introduced myself. I am Euphorion." He told her. "A water demon."
Water demon?!
She had never seen one before. So this is what they looked like and it explained why this place looked the way it did. She was in the ocean, and this was not how she imagined where they lived. She thought they swam in the water, living like fish.
Euphorion pressed his lips into a thin line. It looked like he was forcing back a smile.
Was he an ancient?
He could read her thoughts. Oh no!
"We can swim and breath in the water but this is where we live." He said. "It is inside the ocean but not in the water."
How confusing, she thought. How was that even possible?
She shook her head. That was the last thing she should think about. Why was she here, and what was happening?
He was about to answer her unspoken question when two other creatures like him appeared from nowhere. One male and female. The male was bare chested and his lower body was covered with what looked like fish scales in the color of pink and purple, just like his hair. The female was also covered from the waist down but with green fish scales. On her upper body only her breasts were hidden behind white shells and her shoulders and back with her long red hair.
Again, Irene was fascinated by these creatures.
They bowed. "My Lord. Welcome back." They said.
"Thank you. I have a guest with me." He turned to Irene.
Both of them shifted their gaze to her, and she knew they sensed something they didn't like. "Yes. She is originally a witch. But she is a demon now." He told them. "She will be staying here for a while. Prepare a guest room for her."
As soon as he spoke to them, they showed no more sign of dislike. They took his ordered and left. Irene remained quiet the whole time. This was a lot to take in.
"Come with me." said the man whose name she already forgot. She had never heard such a name before.
He led the way, and she followed him. "Euphorion." He said as they walked, reminding her of his name.
Yes, that was it, she thought as she looked around. Above her head she could still see the ocean, and she kept staring. What did it look like during the night? And how come the water wasn't pouring inside?
As they walked, she saw a few homes scattered around. The water demons, all of them fascinating to her, would look their way as they passed by. Some would nod to greet Euphorion.
The homes were beautiful, painted in white and soft hues of pinks, purples, blues and greens.
They came to a path made of marble stones that led to a castle. Irene was used to seeing castles made of dense colors, mostly a grey or brown and made to protect against invaders. This castle looked like it was built in to welcome everyone. Again painted in the same white with the soft pinks and blues. It gave her a feeling of safety and calmness, but also joy.
When they came to the large entrance, he motioned for her to walk in. There were no guards anywhere, like how it usually was in castles, but this man was probably no royalty. She guessed that he was just wealthy enough to live in a castle. Could they even be wealthy here? Maybe he was powerful enough to get anything he liked.
Water demons and how and where they lived were a mystery to most.
Irene felt almost blinded when she walked inside. Coming from Lothaire's dark castle into this bright interior made her feel like she woke up in heaven after having a dark nightmare.
These halls were large and bright. Enormous windows stretched to the roof and green curtains hanged on each side. Green plants grew on some walls and others were painted in beautiful, bright colors. The halls were divided by pearls handing from the roof like curtains and Euphorion would remove them with his hands and hold them away until she entered. The floor was an ivory color and shining. It felt slightly slippery as she walked. This had to be a dream.
They came into an open space. This part of the castle had no roof, and she could see the ocean above. There were two couches facing each other, placed with a table in the middle. The couches were dressed in white fur and the table was decorated with emerald crystals and white pearls.
"Please sit." Euphorion told her.
Irene felt like a lost child, relying on a stranger who was offering her sweets while leading her away from her home.
She sat down and Euphorion sat on the other couch. "What would you like to drink?" He asked.
"Who are you? And why am I here?"
He nodded, as if he had been expecting her to want answers first. "Well...I am Zamiel's friend and you are here because this place is safe for you."
Irene was confused. "It is Heaven who needs to be in a safe place."
He smiled. "Heaven is safe with her mate and you are safe here."
"And why is this place safe for me?" She asked.
"The devil can't find you here. The water kingdoms are hidden from the land demons." He explained.
"Is Heaven here too?" She asked.
He shook his head. "Heaven is on land with her mate."
"Then what is the purpose of bringing me here if Heaven is till on land? I am in no danger." Her voice got a little louder. She was panicking.
Euphorion looked at her intensely, his eyes narrowing. "The devil doesn't want Heaven." He told her. "The devil wants you."
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