"what happened?" Luciel sat there still, his hands covered in blood, the warm body of Violet he was holding just now laid still on the floor..."
Violet who shielded him from the attack laid still on the floor with a horn stick stuck on her back, her eyes that were filled with tears had no water in them,
The body that was trembling before had no movement in them,
Her lips that called his name were still still,
He slowly reached for her face and held it gently in his palm,
"Why did she save me? Shouldn't she worry about herself?
Why would she get hurt knowingly for someone else?
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?"
He cried out, in his chest he felt a pain, his eyes were filled with rage...
Along with the demon screeched in deathly cry!
His disfigured body dragged himself to him with each step cracking the cave floor, slowly fire started burning out from the red patches of his skin like volano...
He was far stronger than before, he looked at Luciel and leapt at him, its mouth slit open with teeth ready to tear any flesh...
Luciel raised his hand and his palm burst open in the wound, the blood poured out like a flood and then turned in fine threads completely weaving over the demon's body.
"Begone...
( SHROUD OF DAMNED )
He closed his fist and the next moment the cocoon squeezed itself turning itself into a fine sheet of red silk, the demon's whole body was now nothing more than a bleeding fabric..
His hand was still bleeding... But that pain in his hands wasn't anything that was feeling in his chest,
What was it? He asked himself over and over again...
"Why my chest hurts! Why! Hey get up! Can't you listen to me get up! Tell me you're the one who is wounded, why I am feeling this stinging ache!" Luciel screamed holding Violet!
"Lord! She needs urgent help! We need to get he out of here!" The raven spoke...
"She won't go anywhere! She's my servant! It's just a small injury, she will-"
"She is a human!" The raven cried out cutting the oblivious words of Luciel,
"She can still be saved, but not here..." The raven spoke in a grim tone...
Luciel's eyes were still stuck on her body, his head was down with his eyelids forgot their work and his breaths were roping in a storm.
"Why did she do that?" Luciel was struck by this mystery the maelstrom of unnamed emotions was flooding his pride...
"You have also used a Requiem of the Blood Moon spell, you won't be able to use any spell until the next new moon, we need get out of here too, I need to use my magic..." The Raven spread it's wings...
Luciel was hearing every word of raven, but all his thoughts were holding onto the feint breaths of Violet..
"Alright, I'll take you to another safe place,
Remember, you won't see me for a long time, stay there until I-"
"What about this girl?" Luciel was holding on to Violet,
"You know what Lord Luciel, you are the only one who can save her..." The raven eyes were locked onto Luciel and Luciel lifted her hand and pressed them against his cheeks.
"I know, I will..."
Luciel gently pulled her close to him, his chest against her...
With his bleeding palm his pulled the horn and gently pressed her open wound,
Her white gown that he brought from the nearby village after a lot of her pleas now had red blooms of her and his blood...
He closed his eyes then brushed her silver hair off her pale neck, the blue veins on her neck looked like the hydrangea blooming in a white desert...
He brought his lips close to her neck and dug his sharp fangs deep into veins and like drinking poison from those hydrangea,
He drank her cursed blood without even an ounce of hesitation...
Her chest every next moment slowly puffed up and then shrunk like a newborn, he drank just a sip and pulled himself back, like a connoisseur abandoning his thirst...
His lips turned red in the shade of her blood and he spoke,
"It's sweet..."
The wound on her back started closing and her breath found their pace again...
Yet her eyes were still closed...
"From now on you're-" Luciel looking at her mumbled when raven spoke again-
"Wait! She isn't reacting to your mana! Her wounds have closed up but her mana and soul is still dwindling!"
Luciel brows furrowed again and his grip tightened,
"But why? I am the heir of D'Nocthera house's blood, there's no way it won't have any effect!" He yelled out,
"It's not that lord, it's because of the nature of her soul... She needs light... The illness has gotten stronger in her fragile state, the miasma of this realm is working against her...
I've noticed this ever since the barrier broke, miasma was making her illness, not the curse stronger... The roots of her illness are deep buried in this world..." The raven spoke and Luciel's eyes widened in disbelief...
"So, it can't be..." Luciel held her close as if the moment let go of her she'll vanish...
"Currently your mana is still fighting within her, but the longer she stays here the worse she'll get, so I'll take her to her own realm..." The raven widened her wings but Luciel didn't let go of her...
"No! She is my servant! I won't let her leave!" Luciel cried out...
"Even if it costs her life?" Slowly the white fethers started flying around in a whirlwind,
Luciel's mind went blank, for him there was only one obvious choice, to keep her for himself... That's what he was taught, that's what he has learnt his whole life...
But at that moment his heart betrayed his pride...
His hands released her laying on the cave floor, he swept the hair covering her face,
Now taking a closer look, he has never seen any beauty beyond hers...
"Take her away... Far away, where these cursed winds don't touch her..." He bit lips and lowered his gaze...
"I hope you've said you goodbye, well then Lord Luciel you'll be taken to another place within this realm, wait for me..." The whirlwind of feathers enveloped both of them and slowly he saw Violet vanishing before his eyes...
And like a puppet wrapped in strings, his hands held Violet again with his lips slowly pressing against hers but before the feeling could reach him she vanished and he found himself in another isolated cave...
The same darkness and silence he was used too, only stillness and cold...
He grabbed his chest where his heart was pounding...
"What is this? What is this desire to keep you all for me? What is this wish for holding you close to me forever... I have been taught to take whatever I desire, but I can't do that to you, this desire to win you... What is this greed?
To keep you all for myself what is this pride?
To take you away from the realm of night, what is envy?
What have you done to me? You're supposed to serve yet I beseech you..."
He looked at his hand who was bleeding and was covered in freezing cold ice with the strand of her hair...
"This cold, this ice... so you are not just any human... Princess" He sighed at his own ignorance and like a ruler he was raised as,
His words carried a command, for himself,
"I vow, the day I'll conquer my lost throne... I will cure your curse and bring you whatever you wish, just come back-
No, I'll bring you back, if this world is against your existence, if these winds are taking away breath...
I'll change their direction... And bring you back... I' Luciel D'Nocthera, the last of Noble Duke of Night, make this vow"
He held the hair close to his chest..." He had put his pride in the line he made vow, unheard of to her...
Was this Greed? Pride? Envy? Nothing, it was an emotion unbeknownst to him, but one day... he'll know its name...
***
While on the other side of this accursed world, in the Realm of Light, Violet laid under the shade of boulders stack on each other for eras...
The sun shone bright, the winds blew dry...
Her body and mana was mending themselves, and on the neck there were still two small gaps but they slowly turned into strange marking, the last gift by his- his?...
"Who is Luciel to me?" She had asked herself many times...
"Is this a dream?" She found herself sitting alone in darkness once again, the light she has found, she has lost it again...
"Mama... papa...Luciel... All of them are hurt... I need to..."
"Hey! Wake up!" A stern woke her up nudging her...
She slowly opened her eyes and saw a boy with wolf ear and grey eyes like quratz staring at her... And his mouth was wide open with sharp teeth with drool dripping on ground..
"Hey can I eat you?" He spoke...
"No!" She cried and a slap of her sent him flying....