The Thrones' Abyss

Chapter 212: (212): The Second Dance


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Elenore would rather stay in her room and meet Luna the next day. She was frustrated and needed a bit of space to think about what she discovered in the parliament. All her friends joined Livia. She sighed, the prince had no impression that she was planning to kill him even if she died. She leaned her head on the window and watched the left tower, that wench forced the queen to lock her there.

The mistresses had to be beside each other in one place as they were not allowed to show themselves until the final day of the selection.

Wilmore was glad that he wasn't supposed to meet those girls and sniff their fear all the time.

People opened their path for the prince to get close to his father. He saw her who was as if a glowing swan and danced mercifully with his father. 

Did she look this fantastic when they were dancing in Barson? He was mesmerized by her when a figure chilled the air around him.

"Edmond! Long time."

"Your Grace, you are always out of sight."

"Out of your sight, probably!"

"I am jealous of you, the girl I prefer doesn't even look at me."

Wilmore caught his eyes on Natasha.

"Spare from her!"

"Why?"

"I don't want you to be heartbroken."

He replied and let the chill be there for him and stepped to the dance floor as his father stopped and wished to hand her to him.

Wilmore held his lady and the other youths joined too. The King went to his Queen and Aya remained with Kate and Nemo.

"Why my lady is alone?"

It was Huxley's voice from the backside.

"Huxley," she felt his hands on hers, he put her hand up near his mouth and left a kiss on her knuckles.

"Are you alright?"

"I am, I could not miss tonight."

"Fire Work!"

A man announced and people cheered, it was close to the last minutes of the current year so everyone would want to watch it.

The doors grew open and people went out. 

"This is our first New Year feast."

Wilmore mentioned as he headed down for the balcony. He wanted to be alone with her, without any disturbance.

"Yes, and this is annoying that you have to leave soon."

Driving at the balcony, they stood behind a statue. He pushed her to himself, kissing her head. 

"If it wasn't dangerous I would take you with me but I don't know if there is a return to home."

Luna flinched, looking up at him, she met his sneer.

"I was joking!"

What a rough and irritating joke. She didn't want to lose him, not now that she started to know his good part. 

The firework rockets flashed up, screeching and after a mere silence they exploded, light cast on the cheering excited faces. 

Luna ran a sweet smile on her face, staring up at him but for him, there was nothing more exciting than a kiss. His thumb brushed on her lips.

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"Luna, I must do it. I kept my words and you are my woman now. I just can't hold myself anymore."

He was too straight, seeing her innocent blushed face thrilled him even more.

"Alright, I know that werewolves mark their mate."

"I'm glad that you are enough smart to know that I am not like everyone else. I need to seal that you are only mine, to keep you secured."

She nodded.

Wilmore took his eyes off hers, his eyes turned lighter and glowed, she was intoxicated by his glamour when something shrieked and he turned her around.

He pulled her hand and dragged her inside and a giant winged creature passed above them and the guards blew in the horns.

Luna felt a heavy stiffness in her legs! What was that? Her heart was pounding in terror and amazement.

"Imps, someone is pulling my legs."

He marched to a corridor, taking Luna with him. Reaching a guard said, "Take Lady Luna to the library."

Turning to Luna added, "go back to the tower."

He didn't wait and sneaked out, taking his sword out, turning to a narrower corridor, to where he could smell the odor of the imps. It was coming from the courtyard where the royals were now.

Luna followed the guard, on the way they crossed the gallery that now was dim and quiet, a few shadows stretched with lanterns in their hands.

"Aya, Kate..." Her eyes searched for Helena and Nemo but only two guards joined them. Aya was pale and crying, her skirt was torn. The poor girl was shaking badly.

"Where are Helena and Nemo?"

"They were dragging the wounded ones to a safe place. We must go to the library."

Kate had a hard Personality and washed her fear down. It didn't matter how masterful she was in material arts, the imps were not her cup of tea to dangle with.

"No, we must help the others." Luna ignored despite what Wilmore asked she rushed to the door but Kate couldn't let her go and join the imps meal. She beat her by the back. Aya screamed but grabbed her mouth.

A sharp throbbing pain twisted in Luna's head and everything fell in front of her sight. 

Kate held her.

"What did you do?" Asked the terrified princess.

"Unfortunately, milady is stubborn and I can't let her go to hell!"

Aya wasn't agreed with punching her by the back but couldn't deny that the courtyard turned to hell.

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Inside the courtyard, everyone was shrieking and running, a huge winged creature screamed, deafening and blinding. Two imps dove, people were pushing each other instead of surging for inside and ambushing. 

The imps clawed two men, blood dribbled down like sudden rain, soared up on the wall and their fangs cherished the blood, taking delicious hearts.

The guards were shooting them, but their pistols could shoot only once and their sword ridiculously sounded as if a needle, so rushed them back by the fire of torches.

The imps that were beaten by the guards turned back, their bloody face was vicious. They opened their mouth and screamed, those large fangs glowed in red.

The guards seized but the wings pushed them down the wall as if they were some features that floated down.

The rest behind kept filling their pistols with gun powder, bearing their death, then when hopes were dying cannonballs cut the heads of devils. The guards looked down the bridge. It was Lord Miguel James and his men.

Arrows dove in oil and fired. The sky was as if stars raining. One of the guards took out the satchel of his gun powder and tossed it to another imp, and then released his fired arrow and burned the creature, couraged his fellows to fight rather than being hunted.

As the lord dragged the imps attention to himself.. People could run away and cover-up.

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