Chapter 577 - Odd
New Chapter in Highest Tier (June 2021)
The author suffered from overfatigue and my stomach is upset. I will only update once today at 6/28/21 instead of two chapters. I'm sorry. Two chapters will resume tomorrow. Thank you for understanding.
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Vampire King Apollyon
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Apollyon eyes Princess Ourania and Sir Tristan's back as both slowly walked away from them as nothing happened.
Luna looked at him in question, and Apollyon merely shrugged.
It seemed like the Knight from the Fall Courts wouldn't follow through with the challenge.
His gaze fell from Luna's grim countenance to her hand.
"This isn't done." Luna said under her breath as she gestured at the Faerie Sentinels whom he released from his compulsion along with Sir Tristan when they tried to interfere from killing his mother for good.
He raised an eyebrow at the long thin sword with a golden hilt when it materialized in her grip while she regarded the guards with a curiosity that Apollyon could only describe as blood lust.
From the way she peered at the men beneath her lashes, Apollyon couldn't tell if she was flirting with the sentinels not to seize them and throw them to the dungeons.
She even bit her lip as she waved and twirled the blades around the back of her hand.
Apollyon glowered at the sentinels who observed her sword skills, mesmerized.
Was this an intimidation tactic or part of her charm?
Apollyon thought Luna seemed delicious in her long-sleeved black gown as grey wolf fur graced her shoulder pads.
Luna let her silver hair down compared to the bun she donned on earlier as diamond beads hang at the end of her fox hairpin.
'Such a beautiful, glorious warrior Empress…. ' Apollyon mused as he gave her a slow scan from her head down to her toes.
'Fortunately, it was a mate that he owned and nobody else.'
Not that he would allow Ravin to get a hold of her and take over her faculties when he was contracted as her slave.
Apollyon and Luna were vampire mates.
Hopefully, any Archdemon slaves of hers will be his too.
He and his wife would have to find a way to skirt around the rules when it came to Underworld and Archdemon magic.
'One Archdemon slave with two masters was the dream.' Apollyon smirked. 'They would find a way to make this work.'
Luna raised her hand above her head before her sword at them. "Any of you who would like to challenge my man in a duel, in place of Sir Tristan, will have to face me."
'My man, huh?' Apollyon widened his stance as he crossed his arms over his chest. Then, smirking, he turned his head in her direction. "That's romantic, wife, but I can defend myself."
For some reason, Luna averted her gaze when his scrutiny got too intense for her liking, and her porcelain face blushed.
She cleared her throat, and Apollyon inclined his head at her in puzzlement.
It was strange for her wife to initiate and then dismiss him in her chagrin.
Apollyon noticed some of his wife's behavior was odd when she appeared in front of his mother.
Even, Princess Ourania acted like she had seen a ghost as if she did something bad and now karma appeared before her in his wife's likeness.
Gripping their own weapons in their hands, the Faerie Sentinels who helped him get to the royal infirmary earlier frowned at Luna before they looked at each other in confusion.
He could tell that they had no idea whether to arrest them for throttling the Summer Princess for reasons unknown or leave them be if they valued their life.
Apollyon lifted his chin in arrogance as he dared the sentinels to attack them, subdue him by cuffing his wrists but they didn't.
The stand-off lasted for a minute before the two placed their swords back to their scabbards, respectfully bowed their heads and returned to their posts.
He heard Luna exhaled a soft sigh when she willed her sword to vanish into the ethers.
"You strangled your own mother, Apollyon!" Luna punched him angrily on the chest, but it didn't hurt. "Have you gone mad?"
Apollyon retracted his fangs before he grinned wide. "I thought she hurt you when you called out to me." But then, he suddenly remembered his vision and his velvet brows drew together in a scowl. "Is everything alright with you?"
"Yes."
Right.
There was no need to worry about his wife since she could protect herself well, including him, as long as she wouldn't let her guard down.
She was more than capable.
Apollyon needed to get this paranoia out of his system.
Maybe, His dangerous vision about her wife was merely a product of exhaustion last night.
His agitation at seeing Hephaestus and Hecate's battle over Princess Sapphire as Luna dropped them in the middle of it ate away his strength in magic.
His brain must have absorbed the shock and frustration from that early dawn and they carried on in the present moment.
In addition to that, Hecate's herald took a long while to explain everything about Princess Ourania and Hephaestus' past.
And don't even get him started about Luna's mission to summon an Archdemon familiar before Lilith took over her.
They should hurry up and make Ravin her slave before the Archdemon of Envy had the chance to replace Luna and summon demons in the Material World.
Relieved, Apollyon's mouth quirked upwards as he offered her a hand.
She settled her dainty hand on his palms and murmured, "I thought that we would get ourselves into trouble with the faerie sentinels, husband."
"They wouldn't dare arrest the King of the Vampire Realm with only the two of them. It wasn't like I would allow us to go down in a fight."
"I still can't believe they left us alone." She replied without looking at him and kept her gaze on the Faerie Sentinels, "They must think we are important than the Summer Princess then."
Apollyon led her back to the royal infirmary to talk to his sister. "I am not surprised. All of the of Summer Faeries already think she was mad. Of course, they would side with us rather than my mother."
"It would be a different story if you attacked the Summer King and Queen in their own castle."
"It only served her right." Apollyon said. "I also did this for Princess Sapphire."
"Princess Sapphire?"
The author suffered from overfatigue and my stomach is upset. I will only update once today at 6/28/21 instead of two chapters. I'm sorry. Two chapters will resume tomorrow. Thank you for understanding.
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Vampire King Apollyon
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Apollyon eyes Princess Ourania and Sir Tristan's back as both slowly walked away from them as nothing happened.
Luna looked at him in question, and Apollyon merely shrugged.
It seemed like the Knight from the Fall Courts wouldn't follow through with the challenge.
His gaze fell from Luna's grim countenance to her hand.
"This isn't done." Luna said under her breath as she gestured at the Faerie Sentinels whom he released from his compulsion along with Sir Tristan when they tried to interfere from killing his mother for good.
He raised an eyebrow at the long thin sword with a golden hilt when it materialized in her grip while she regarded the guards with a curiosity that Apollyon could only describe as blood lust.
From the way she peered at the men beneath her lashes, Apollyon couldn't tell if she was flirting with the sentinels not to seize them and throw them to the dungeons.
She even bit her lip as she waved and twirled the blades around the back of her hand.
Apollyon glowered at the sentinels who observed her sword skills, mesmerized.
Was this an intimidation tactic or part of her charm?
Apollyon thought Luna seemed delicious in her long-sleeved black gown as grey wolf fur graced her shoulder pads.
Luna let her silver hair down compared to the bun she donned on earlier as diamond beads hang at the end of her fox hairpin.
'Such a beautiful, glorious warrior Empress…. ' Apollyon mused as he gave her a slow scan from her head down to her toes.
'Fortunately, it was a mate that he owned and nobody else.'
Not that he would allow Ravin to get a hold of her and take over her faculties when he was contracted as her slave.
Apollyon and Luna were vampire mates.
Hopefully, any Archdemon slaves of hers will be his too.
He and his wife would have to find a way to skirt around the rules when it came to Underworld and Archdemon magic.
'One Archdemon slave with two masters was the dream.' Apollyon smirked. 'They would find a way to make this work.'
Luna raised her hand above her head before her sword at them. "Any of you who would like to challenge my man in a duel, in place of Sir Tristan, will have to face me."
'My man, huh?' Apollyon widened his stance as he crossed his arms over his chest. Then, smirking, he turned his head in her direction. "That's romantic, wife, but I can defend myself."
For some reason, Luna averted her gaze when his scrutiny got too intense for her liking, and her porcelain face blushed.
She cleared her throat, and Apollyon inclined his head at her in puzzlement.
It was strange for her wife to initiate and then dismiss him in her chagrin.
Apollyon noticed some of his wife's behavior was odd when she appeared in front of his mother.
Even, Princess Ourania acted like she had seen a ghost as if she did something bad and now karma appeared before her in his wife's likeness.
Gripping their own weapons in their hands, the Faerie Sentinels who helped him get to the royal infirmary earlier frowned at Luna before they looked at each other in confusion.
He could tell that they had no idea whether to arrest them for throttling the Summer Princess for reasons unknown or leave them be if they valued their life.
Apollyon lifted his chin in arrogance as he dared the sentinels to attack them, subdue him by cuffing his wrists but they didn't.
The stand-off lasted for a minute before the two placed their swords back to their scabbards, respectfully bowed their heads and returned to their posts.
He heard Luna exhaled a soft sigh when she willed her sword to vanish into the ethers.
"You strangled your own mother, Apollyon!" Luna punched him angrily on the chest, but it didn't hurt. "Have you gone mad?"
Apollyon retracted his fangs before he grinned wide. "I thought she hurt you when you called out to me." But then, he suddenly remembered his vision and his velvet brows drew together in a scowl. "Is everything alright with you?"
"Yes."
Right.
There was no need to worry about his wife since she could protect herself well, including him, as long as she wouldn't let her guard down.
She was more than capable.
Apollyon needed to get this paranoia out of his system.
Maybe, His dangerous vision about her wife was merely a product of exhaustion last night.
His agitation at seeing Hephaestus and Hecate's battle over Princess Sapphire as Luna dropped them in the middle of it ate away his strength in magic.
His brain must have absorbed the shock and frustration from that early dawn and they carried on in the present moment.
In addition to that, Hecate's herald took a long while to explain everything about Princess Ourania and Hephaestus' past.
And don't even get him started about Luna's mission to summon an Archdemon familiar before Lilith took over her.
They should hurry up and make Ravin her slave before the Archdemon of Envy had the chance to replace Luna and summon demons in the Material World.
Relieved, Apollyon's mouth quirked upwards as he offered her a hand.
She settled her dainty hand on his palms and murmured, "I thought that we would get ourselves into trouble with the faerie sentinels, husband."
"They wouldn't dare arrest the King of the Vampire Realm with only the two of them. It wasn't like I would allow us to go down in a fight."
"I still can't believe they left us alone." She replied without looking at him and kept her gaze on the Faerie Sentinels, "They must think we are important than the Summer Princess then."
Apollyon led her back to the royal infirmary to talk to his sister. "I am not surprised. All of the of Summer Faeries already think she was mad. Of course, they would side with us rather than my mother."
"It would be a different story if you attacked the Summer King and Queen in their own castle."
"It only served her right." Apollyon said. "I also did this for Princess Sapphire."
"Princess Sapphire?"
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