Chapter 134: Deep Feelings

"Ahhhhh!"

Her painful shrieks went from piercingly loud to pitifully hoarse and weak as her strength fell.

"Not good! Her pulse is dropping!" The Great Healer anxiously tried to keep the serpentine's condition stable, weaving spell after spell of healing magic.

Versailles's face turned paler than a dead corpse, seemingly at the end of her string as the Thunder-Kill Spectra viciously sucked on her lifeforce, trying to drag her down with it.

"Kreeee!"

The three faces of the crimson flowers twisted in agony as they fought off the Thunder-Kill Spectra's pressure and tried to suck the parasite out of the serpentine's body.

"Ahh! Make it stop! Make it stop!" 

Versailles, barely conscious muttered incoherently with an agonized expression. Ramose's heart plunged into an even deeper abyss of despair. With blood tears and trembling body, he desperately implored.

"Light, I know. I know it's painful. I know it's very painful, but you have to endure, alright? You have to endure. You cannot give up!"

"Olsen, pour more of the Ice Bugs. Her temperature is rising!" The Great Healer hollered.

Olsen immediately grabbed the casket and overturned the entire content onto the ice bed. The raging blood veins met the tranquil ice worms that slithered onto Versailles's body and a thick mist rose from her figure. The blood veins, like a venomous snake, ruthlessly writhed and twisted.

"Puff!"

Her body lurched forward and she spewed a mouthful of blood. Then her limp body fell powerlessly onto the bed, going still.

"She...she..." 

Words failed him and Ramose sat in a daze. The long trail of crimson blood on the bedsheets pricked his eyes. But there was nothing he could do to end her pain.

Placing a hand on his chest, Ramose breathed with difficulty. The short, shallow gasps on the verge of devouring his consciousness.

He unblinkingly watched her pale face as the Great Healer desperately tried to restart her heartbeat.

"Olsen, prepare for the worst." With a defeated sigh, Great Healer Lev weaved another spell to get her heartbeat back.

"Great Healer, you! You can't give up now. Our King is still waiting for his mate to wake up!" Struck with panic, Olsen went to the healer's side and forcefully grabbed his shoulders.

"You can't give up! Not now, not ever!"

"You don't understand. It's not me that's giving up. It's the serpentine that is unable to endure. The pain is something that even a cold-blooded and emotionless beast can't endure."

"No matter, you cannot stop! You have to try and keep her until there is no hope at all. If her heart stopped, I am sure that there is a way to restart it. Please, do something!" Olsen couldn't control himself anymore.

His King's bleak eyes made his heart freeze in fear. 

More than anyone else, Olsen knew his King's deep feelings for the Serpentine Queen. For the past 18 years, he had constantly heard the Wolf King talk about a beast that meant more to him than his own life. It was only recently that he came to know the beast he was looking for was the serpentine of the Snake Clan.

If anything happened to her, how was he going to handle his King?

"Please..." He knelt and banged his head on the ground, startling the Great Healer. Surprised at the young man's actions, Great Healer Lev stepped forward and assisted him to his feet.

"Sigh. Young Wolf, I am not omnipotent. I can't bring the dead back to life. I really want to help, but there is nothing that I can do. Her heart has stopped. She is dead."

"Dead...heh...how can she die? I am...still...here. So, how...can she die?"

The silent whisper was devoid of all emotion, seemingly bleak in its state, rising chills on the two men's spine. In shock and astonishment, they watched the Werewolf King climb onto the ice bed.

"Wolf King!"

"Werewolf King!"

The two shouted at the same time, fear and worry filling their eyes. As a warm-blood beast, the Wolf King's actions were tantamount to inflicting self-injury. 

Ramose ignored their frantic shouts and gently gathered Versailles in his arms.

"Light, do you know? Since the day I met you 18 years ago, I never stopped thinking about you. Since the day I met you, you became my reason for being alive." Trailing his fingers across her forehead, he slowly traced her eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips with devotion and adoration.

"Light, long before you became my mate, you were the queen of my heart. At that time, I was young and in the dark about the feelings of the heart. I did not know what it was that I felt whenever I dreamed of you. I only knew that no matter how agonizing and tormenting the nightmares were, I never wished for them to stop. Because in them, I could see you."

His blood tears dripped onto her pale face and, outside of everyone's sight, seeped into her skin. The Werewolf King's blood tears entered her body and spread, covering every organ, tissue, and blood vessel.

Unbeknownst to all, the Thunder-Kill Spectra that was viciously sucking out the serpentine's lifeforce froze and started writhing in anguish as it slowly shrunk.

"So Light, you can't leave me, understand? You can't leave me. I failed to protect you, making you go through so much pain. For that, I accept any punishment you give me. You can hit me, bite me, curse me, and even hate me. But you cannot leave me, understand!?"

As his emotions turned chaotic, Ramose roared tearfully, his eyes bleeding even faster.

"If you leave me, I will become alone. If you leave me, there will be no one I can call family. If you leave me, I will have no reason to exist. I will be nothing but an empty shell. You are not only my mate, you are the queen of my heart. The light of my life. The reason for my existence. If you leave, I will no longer have any reason to exist." Raising her limp hand to his chest, he laid his forehead gently against hers.

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"Do you know, when I was changing forms to follow you into the battlegrounds, why I changed into a tiny beast? I wanted to relieve our first meeting 18 years ago. The time when I was nothing but a little beast that you carried on your shoulder and in your arms. I wanted to relieve our first meeting, only this time, I wanted to be the one protecting you like the way you protected me back then."

His large palm cupped her face and he gently kissed her nose.

"You are strong, kind, and beautiful. I am not worthy of you. And after failing to protect you, I don't deserve you at all. But Versailles, for the past 18 years, I have been living with the belief that you are mine. I have been living with the belief that you were made just for me. That you are the compensation the heavens gave me in return for taking my parents away. And for 18 years, I loved this compensation of theirs with all my heart and soul."

He kissed her eyes, lingering on them a bit longer as his warm breath fanned against her blood-streaked skin. His body trembled uncontrollably as he rasped tearfully.

"So tell me. How can the heavens take back that which they have given me? How can they take you back? I...I love you...I love you so much that it hurts!" With a hoarse cry, Ramose buried his face in his mate's hair and broke down in sobbing tears.

Olsen and the Great Healer's eyes filled with tears as they watched the Werewolf King, King of the Underworld Palace, break down and cry.

"Sigh, we should give him some space." The Great Healer quietly said.

"I can't leave him. I am afraid that he will take this blow really hard and take a drastic step." Olsen's heart ached for his King and friend. But there was nothing that he could do to alleviate his pain. As such, he decided to stay and accompany him in this moment of grief.

As Ramose cried, his body started convulsing erratically.

"Great Healer, what's going on? What is happening to King Ramose!?" Olsen screamed in astonishment.

"He is having a nervous breakdown. I need to sedate him immediately, or else he might really lose himself!"

"Just do whatever you need to do. But make sure nothing happens to our King!"

The Great Healer anxiously performed a number of spells on the spasming Wolf King. However, none of his spells had any effect.

"Well, how is it?" Olsen asked.

"No use. Not one of my spells is able to have an effect on him. It is as if he is in an impenetrable barrier. All we can do is wait and hope for him to overcome this on his own." Running a hand over his face, Great Healer Lev powerlessly slumped into a chair by the corner.

Seeing the young Wolf approaching his King, he jumped to his feet and grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the convulsing man.

"Great Healer, why are you pulling me? If you can't do anything, I can at least awaken him from his state." Olsen roared in anger as his face morphed.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. In his current state, if you touch or try to forcefully break him from this state, your King will be gone. He will lose his mind and turn crazy."

"What!? How can that be?"

"His state of mind is very unstable right now. If my magic spell could have worked, he would have immediately fallen into a deep slumber. At that time, we could have tried to erase the memories of the Serpentine Queen from his mind. However, right now, the spells are not working on him and forcefully breaking his stupor will result in a severe backlash. He will not be able to accept his mate's passing and will go insane from despair."

"So, we just silently watch him twitch like this? Not do anything to help him at all?"

"We are helping him by not doing anything. If we do something, it will only have the opposite effect. So sit and guard him in his moment of weakness."

Olsen's eyes remained fixed on his King, not moving away for an instant as he slowly slumped into a chair.

"That's right. Watch over him and calmly wait for him to regain his wits. No matter how long that might take." Sighing, the Great Healer released his hold on the young wolf and sat back in his seat.

Patiently waiting was all they could do.

Ramose's twitching body remained wrapped around his mate, his forehead now resting on her cheek. Piously, he placed a kiss on the ice-cold skin.

"You can't leave me...you are mine, so you must stay with me to the end. Do you hear me?" He weakly whispered and rubbed his head on her delicate hair.

The smears of blood on his face made him appear haggard, but the radiance of his unwavering gaze did not falter. Looking at her bloodless face, he caressed her cheeks and lowered his head.

His warm breath fell on her chapped lips.

"I will do anything you say and listen to your every word, so please, don't leave me. I promise to do better. I will protect you better. So, please don't punish me so cruelly. Versailles, I love you. I love you more than words can ever express." Leaning his head to the side, he gingerly sealed his lips over hers.

Cold lips meant warm ones, and as Ramose kissed his mate tenderly, his heart overflowed with warmth. The sensation of their two lips connecting raised his heartbeat and unconsciously he tightened his hold on her head and kissed her deeply.

In that one kiss, he expressed the deep feelings suppressed in his heart for over 18 years. He expressed his longings, his desires, his fears, and most of all, his deep and undying love.

"Please...wake up." He begged on her unmoving lips.

Right at this moment, the various bloodlines on Versailles's skin shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. As Ramose's blood tears continuously seeped into her body, the Thunder-Kill Spectra contracted and morphed spasmodically. 

After another drop, a powerful aura took shape and it was forcefully ejected out of her body through her forehead.

"Yirrrrrrrrrrr!"

The Thunder-Kill Spectra shrieked in pain. As it lost its host, it had no anchor to sustain its life and felt exposed and weak, losing its strength at a rapid speed. Before it could even make another cry, the crimson flower on Versailles's forehead stretched and closed its mouth around it in one swift motion and swallowed.

"Burp!" With a satisfied burp, it exploded into a puff of smoke and dispersed.

The next moment, all the bloodlines disappeared from her body, and Versailles's eyes snapped open with an audible gasp.

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