Chapter 640 - Boomerang
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"I—m s—sorry."
Luna heard Princess Ourania moans of suffering, which made her release a short gasp.
For a second there, Luna was so caught up in her husband's argument with her Archdemon Familiar that she forgot her existence.
Of course, she didn't mean it as an insult.
The Summer Princess' pauldrons (shoulder armours) quivered from immense effort as she tried her absolute best to lift herself and turn herself upwards to face them.
Luna averted her gaze as shame clawed at her heart.
Unfortunately, nobody from their group had intentions of helping her.
Apollyon's mother, Princess Ourania, was the enemy, after all.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Luna glowered at the Summer Princess' slanted spine.
How dare this murderer's existence made her feel guilty like this!
Luna recalled the news Sloth had told her with glee.
Yes!
The Archdemon Familiar punished her by hitting all the pressure points necessary for body paralysis.
Luna still couldn't figure out how to cope with that because she had to think twice whether or not Apollyon's mother deserved it even if his three companions—including the Summer Princess's son--said so.
Now she had to ask for maidservants from the Summer Courts—if the Summer Monarchs would allow it—because Luna had to make sure her ears were thoroughly cleaned.
She blinked rapidly in surprise.
After regaining her composure, Luna raised an eyebrow, "I'm sorry?" Luna repeated as she accompanied it with a loud snort.
Did she hear Apollyon's mother apologized to her?
For what?
For everything?
From pushing her down the stairs and stabbing her in the back that she almost lost her baby or… was this a delirious murmur of someone who experienced a near-death experience?
Was she in another parallel Realm?
"What? Is this some jest?"
Maybe, the Summer Princess finally realized she wasn't invincible as she thought she was--despite her sword lessons with the one her Familiar just beheaded!
There were no records of Fae successfully defeating an Archdemon without the Archangel's help in the Ancient History Books.
Sloth's victory was decided from the moment their opponent accepted the duel.
"Are you apologizing to me right now?" Luna didn't mean to sound sarcastic as she tilted her head to peer at the side of her face. "You could have spared yourself the trouble if you didn't accept the Empress' challenge, Princess."
"I told you she is alive." Sloth said smugly.
Princess Ourania's breathing was harsh.
She was about to respond, but her lungs wouldn't allow her.
It was now or never!
She should better tell the Princess her piece where she couldn't talk back at this moment.
There was a fluttery feeling in his chest as she pressed her lips together.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to boomerang her rude treatment back to her like a verbal slap in the face!
"You were wounded in the past. You continue to weave stories about your hurt and losses that live in your heart and mind. You distrust any love and connection, rejecting Princess Sapphire, especially my husband. Did it remind you of someone?" Luna asked tartly, referring to the previous Vampire King. "I don't know what your motives are. Do you unintentionally cause hurt, or do you wish to hurt?"
"You are an ancient Fae, Princess Ourania. You should know that you are old enough to be accountable for what you feel and what you do." Luna continued. "Stop blaming others. You doing that makes you look pathetic. Powerless." She met Apollyon's blue eyes as he wore a stoic mask before she shifted her attention back to the Summer Princess' tangled red curls. "You think you are manipulating others by playing the victim. You couldn't figure out that playing that role all the time will make you most vulnerable to manipulation of your own doing."
"S-top." Princess Ourania whimpered, but Luna wasn't finished.
"Sp-are me, E-empress." Princess Ourania rasped, "P-please for—give me."
"King Gwythyr might find it easy to manipulate you because of your weak and cowardly nature, sneaking around like a fox when you think no one was looking. You are a sheep in a wolf's clothing. You are not that strong as you think you are", Luna smiled. "You don't have the strength to take responsibility for your actions. Having you as my mother-in-law is an embarrassment."
Hopefully, this final statement shattered her.
"So, how does it feel to have a loved one be taken from you?"
"Sir Tristan—"
"Enough!" It was Queen Titania who screeched so loud her high-pitched voice must be heard from the colosseum to the Summer Courts.
Luna was too late to notice the Summer King and Queen had descended to the arena and stalked towards them with Faerie Sentinels in their wake.
From the beginning, she thought that the Summer Monarchs didn't care about their daughter's well-being—that they just let her do whatever she wanted.
This was the first time Luna saw the Queen approaching her daughter's side in a hurry.
She knelt without caring about her soiling her royal gown or making a scene in front of the thousands of spectators in the colosseum.
King Oberon and the Faerie sentinels lifted the Princess and turned her to lie on her back instead.
Just as she thought, Sloth had punctured her forehead, her left bicep, her hip and her thigh with his sword.
Princess Ourania looked horrible that she almost couldn't recognize her.
"My daughter had apologized for her faults, Empress! What more do you need from her after your Ghoul Prince beheaded Sir Tristan and hurting her to this point?" Queen Titania's voice even rose in volume as she glanced up at her in distress, "Tell me, and I would provide for it."
Luna flinched, taken aback by Queen Titania's words.
She didn't know the answer.
This sudden feeling of uncertainty was difficult for her to manage.
Why was she doing this in the first place?
Did she actually feel happy turning Apollyon's mother into a faerie vegetable?
King Oberon addressed Sloth with his lips curling in rage, "Aren't you satisfied with what you have done to my daughter, Ghoul Prince?"
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"I—m s—sorry."
Luna heard Princess Ourania moans of suffering, which made her release a short gasp.
For a second there, Luna was so caught up in her husband's argument with her Archdemon Familiar that she forgot her existence.
Of course, she didn't mean it as an insult.
The Summer Princess' pauldrons (shoulder armours) quivered from immense effort as she tried her absolute best to lift herself and turn herself upwards to face them.
Luna averted her gaze as shame clawed at her heart.
Unfortunately, nobody from their group had intentions of helping her.
Apollyon's mother, Princess Ourania, was the enemy, after all.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Luna glowered at the Summer Princess' slanted spine.
How dare this murderer's existence made her feel guilty like this!
Luna recalled the news Sloth had told her with glee.
Yes!
The Archdemon Familiar punished her by hitting all the pressure points necessary for body paralysis.
Luna still couldn't figure out how to cope with that because she had to think twice whether or not Apollyon's mother deserved it even if his three companions—including the Summer Princess's son--said so.
Now she had to ask for maidservants from the Summer Courts—if the Summer Monarchs would allow it—because Luna had to make sure her ears were thoroughly cleaned.
She blinked rapidly in surprise.
After regaining her composure, Luna raised an eyebrow, "I'm sorry?" Luna repeated as she accompanied it with a loud snort.
Did she hear Apollyon's mother apologized to her?
For what?
For everything?
From pushing her down the stairs and stabbing her in the back that she almost lost her baby or… was this a delirious murmur of someone who experienced a near-death experience?
Was she in another parallel Realm?
"What? Is this some jest?"
Maybe, the Summer Princess finally realized she wasn't invincible as she thought she was--despite her sword lessons with the one her Familiar just beheaded!
There were no records of Fae successfully defeating an Archdemon without the Archangel's help in the Ancient History Books.
Sloth's victory was decided from the moment their opponent accepted the duel.
"Are you apologizing to me right now?" Luna didn't mean to sound sarcastic as she tilted her head to peer at the side of her face. "You could have spared yourself the trouble if you didn't accept the Empress' challenge, Princess."
"I told you she is alive." Sloth said smugly.
Princess Ourania's breathing was harsh.
She was about to respond, but her lungs wouldn't allow her.
It was now or never!
She should better tell the Princess her piece where she couldn't talk back at this moment.
There was a fluttery feeling in his chest as she pressed her lips together.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance to boomerang her rude treatment back to her like a verbal slap in the face!
"You were wounded in the past. You continue to weave stories about your hurt and losses that live in your heart and mind. You distrust any love and connection, rejecting Princess Sapphire, especially my husband. Did it remind you of someone?" Luna asked tartly, referring to the previous Vampire King. "I don't know what your motives are. Do you unintentionally cause hurt, or do you wish to hurt?"
"You are an ancient Fae, Princess Ourania. You should know that you are old enough to be accountable for what you feel and what you do." Luna continued. "Stop blaming others. You doing that makes you look pathetic. Powerless." She met Apollyon's blue eyes as he wore a stoic mask before she shifted her attention back to the Summer Princess' tangled red curls. "You think you are manipulating others by playing the victim. You couldn't figure out that playing that role all the time will make you most vulnerable to manipulation of your own doing."
"S-top." Princess Ourania whimpered, but Luna wasn't finished.
"Sp-are me, E-empress." Princess Ourania rasped, "P-please for—give me."
"King Gwythyr might find it easy to manipulate you because of your weak and cowardly nature, sneaking around like a fox when you think no one was looking. You are a sheep in a wolf's clothing. You are not that strong as you think you are", Luna smiled. "You don't have the strength to take responsibility for your actions. Having you as my mother-in-law is an embarrassment."
Hopefully, this final statement shattered her.
"So, how does it feel to have a loved one be taken from you?"
"Sir Tristan—"
"Enough!" It was Queen Titania who screeched so loud her high-pitched voice must be heard from the colosseum to the Summer Courts.
Luna was too late to notice the Summer King and Queen had descended to the arena and stalked towards them with Faerie Sentinels in their wake.
From the beginning, she thought that the Summer Monarchs didn't care about their daughter's well-being—that they just let her do whatever she wanted.
This was the first time Luna saw the Queen approaching her daughter's side in a hurry.
She knelt without caring about her soiling her royal gown or making a scene in front of the thousands of spectators in the colosseum.
King Oberon and the Faerie sentinels lifted the Princess and turned her to lie on her back instead.
Just as she thought, Sloth had punctured her forehead, her left bicep, her hip and her thigh with his sword.
Princess Ourania looked horrible that she almost couldn't recognize her.
"My daughter had apologized for her faults, Empress! What more do you need from her after your Ghoul Prince beheaded Sir Tristan and hurting her to this point?" Queen Titania's voice even rose in volume as she glanced up at her in distress, "Tell me, and I would provide for it."
Luna flinched, taken aback by Queen Titania's words.
She didn't know the answer.
This sudden feeling of uncertainty was difficult for her to manage.
Why was she doing this in the first place?
Did she actually feel happy turning Apollyon's mother into a faerie vegetable?
King Oberon addressed Sloth with his lips curling in rage, "Aren't you satisfied with what you have done to my daughter, Ghoul Prince?"
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