Chapter 71: Mock

Everyone in the room stiffened on the spot the moment Engel teleported in to the room. The once bubbly hall suddenly turned quiet like a grave yard, that even a fallen pin could be heard echoing across the walls of the large hall.

It was a large hall with beautiful decorations. Fine linens draped the walls and the beautiful, gigantic chandelier illuminated the room. There were large rectangular tables stationed at the sides of the hall and there were few people sitting around it while the majority of the crowd covered the open space at the middle.

They seemed to be having a party. Dale's lips twitched seeing this. The nerve they had.

He had not imagined visiting this realm anytime soon after his last meeting with Sanaiah and the other two elders, but here he was again.

His eyes travelled across the crowd, past the musicians who stood frozen in pace with their instruments at hand, but he paused when his eyes fell on the person he was looking for. She was boldly and cooly staring back at him. She knew he was searching for her.

Dale took a step and the crowd parted, making a space for him as they shared looks of worries and fear amongst themselves.

'What was he doing here?' Was the common thought shared among everyone present. All except Sanaiah, who maintained the inscrutable look in her eyes as she watched him approach her.

"Engel," She called as she took a sip of her wine and passed the glass to the person by her side who quickly received it before strolling towards him. She riffled him from head to toes as she walked closer, but he stopped waiting for her to approach him.

"To what do we owe this honour?" She asked in a casual tone, but Dale didn't respond to her.

"I never thought there'll be a day when the mighty lord will return and visit his subjects. Does earth no longer appeal to you, or perhaps you want to return with your wife?" She asked with a taunting smile. She turned to the side when she heard a voice in her head, but she soon turned back to Dale.

"You should listen to them." Dale drawled. He had also heard what the other elder had warned her, but Sanaiah maintained the cool look on her face.

In the council of elders which governed the realm, she was the only highly ranked female, and present in the hall, she was the highest.

"Why are you here?" She inquired. His eyes darkened and his face hardened at the question she had just asked. He could feel the anger burning through his veins but he clenched his jaws to hold it in. Sanaiah could also tell he was enraged.

"What did you do to her?" He asked.

Cocking a brow, she asked

back, "Do to who?"

Gritting his teeth, he clenched his right hand. He took a step forward and paused.

"What did you do her?" He asked again, his voice sounding fierce and horrifying. He was daring her to feign ignorance one more time.

The others looked from him to Sanaiah, desperately praying she quickly answers him.

"I did nothing." She shrugged. "You made a request and it was granted." She nonchalantly replied.

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'A request?' His lips curved up into a depreciative smile. The coldness and deadness in his eyes became prominent and stiffling.

He gazed at her intently and in a flash his eyes turned black and a dark hue began to emanate from his body, making the others gasp as they took retreating steps.

"Do you dare make a joke of me?" He drawled as he walked closer to her. "A mere angel dare mock me?"

"I do not mock you Engel. But you chose this path for us all. You brought her sacrifice to nought by bringing her back, so we must protect her."

Protect her?

"Who are you to protect her? What do you have to protect my woman?!" He roared and for the first time Sanaiah blinked under his terrifying presence, but before she could respond, Dale had already manifested before her. The air around her became stiff and suffocating.

"We're not the enemy, Engel. You must know this."

"I'll be the judge of that. Now, for the last time, what did you do to her?" He asked.

"Sanaiah." Someone called from behind her, eagerly telling her to answer him. Although Dale wasn't in his full form, she was still no match for him. None of them were.

"We did nothing to her." She told him, and from how he stared at her, she could tell he didn't believe her and just to confirm her thoughts, she felt her body move off the ground like she had tied by an invisible bound.

Dale moved towards her and looked at her body suspended from the ground and said, "I won't ask again. Who's the witch?" Sanaiah gritted when she felt her body squeeze tightly like she was being crushed.

"I'm saying the truth, I did nothing. Your wife is the witch." She truthfully told him.

Dale stared at her as if trying decipher the truth in her words. He didn't believe her. How then does she explain why there are two identical persons when there should only be one.

She sighed when she saw the sceptical look on his face. "I speak the truth, Engel. Nevaeh is the one seek." She confirmed.

They all sighed in relief when he suddenly let her down, but his appearance didn't change. His eyes were still black and the dark hue emanating from him like smoke still remained. Sanaiah sighed when she saw the look he was giving her. He was asking her to explain herself.

"I did nothing in this. Her kindred decided it was best to protect her by making her a twin."

Protect her by making her a twin?

How was that reasonable? What sort of wisdom was that? Dale thought. He narrowed his eyes at her and asked.

"So what is the twin? Human?"

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