Chapter 875 You Are Coming With Me
<strong>Newest Chapter for the Highest Tier (March 2022) </strong>
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<strong>Princess Sapphire of the Summer Courts</strong>
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Then, Princess Sapphire's fearful gaze ricocheted between Apollyon and Ravin, who remained on the ground, unmoving.
Her breath turned shallower as a small fog surrounded her dark brown curls in this wintry night.
She immediately snaked her arm around Xerxes and clutched his sleeve as tightly as how he held Ravin's necklace between his fingers.
Xerxes continued to examine the blue feather in wonder.
Why did the Archdemon throw it to him out of the blue instead of entrusting it to Apollyon or Queen Morgan?
What was their conversation about that drove them into making this decision?
Princess Sapphire's mouth went dry.
She didn't have a good feeling about this.
"What's going on here, brother?" Princess Sapphire asked anxiously, her deep brown eyes brimming with unshed tears.
As soon as the question left her mouth, she realized that Ravin had chosen Xerxes as bait.
Why would he give the blue feather to Xerxes if Queen Morgan had offered to meet the Archangel so that they could enter the Garden since the other night?
Something might go wrong if Xerxes were to meet the Archangel in charge of the Garden of the Four Seasons.
Baits were usually the first to perish if they didn't know how to protect themselves.
Princess Sapphire scrubbed a hand over her face.
She knew that her friend would never say no to responsibility, and she hated it.
Too bad, she was also determined to keep an eye on her partner and go wherever he went.
She could not afford to separate from him.
She also pondered what Hephaestus and Princess Ourania's reaction would be if they found out they were in danger.
Queen Morgan and her Cadre's body language had screamed danger as well.
All of their shoulder muscles had tensed up, their hands inching closer to the hilt of their swords.
Jora held a dagger in his grip.
Black blood trickled from Apollyon's claws and disappeared into the powder-white snow.
The Autumn Queen glanced down at Ravin warily behind Sylvain's shoulder.
Ah.
She winced.
It seemed like the five of them were fighting a war and their only mistake was to join them out of curiosity.
Wow.
The Vampire King pursed his lips and avoided her gaze, making her blink fast.
What the hell?
Was she talking to air?
She and Xerxes still deserved an explanation!
Princess Sapphire cleared her throat, but her voice still cracked from the distress. "Brother. Please do something about this." She pleaded and pointed the finger at the Autumn Queen. "Tell Ravin to hand it over to Queen Morgan."
"Ravin was too petty to entrust his necklace to Queen Morgan," Apollyon replied without looking at her because he was still busy glaring at the Archdemon. "He was scared that she wouldn't return it to him anymore, you see?"
She did claim it multiple times that it belonged to her, and I can't risk it." Ravin shot back.
Princess Sapphire was about to mention that he could let her brother, Apollyon, have the blue feather for the meantime, but he already addressed it without being asked.
"It's obvious why I don't trust the Vampire King. He always had a habit of stealing something that originally belonged to me. I don't want him to take the glory of saving our mate, either."
Princess Sapphire and Apollyon snickered at the same time.
They look at each other in understanding before they give Ravin a sympathetic look.
Abnormal creatures with reptilian brains were the worst to deal with.
She had never met an Archdemon who wasn't selfish!
"Why? Is Xerxes afraid? Are you speaking for him, little princess? You must have seen him put his tail between his legs." Ravin burst into a mocking laugh.
Nobody in his vicinity chuckled at his poorly made jest.
Xerxes just stared at him blankly, ignoring the pun altogether.
Sensing the other's disapproval, he sighed, "An Archdemon will only ask a favor once in your lifetime, Xerxes. Just fulfill it once, and it will never happen again."
'Of course, it was never going to happen again!' Princess Sapphire thought angrily. 'Perhaps, Ravin wanted them dead.'
"I can't accept this." Princess Sapphire declared, fearing for her companion's life. "Queen Morgan shall have it if I tell Xerxes—"
Still, Ravin raised his head upwards to search the Autumn Queen's face on the ground. "Don't take it from Xerxes, Queen Morgan, when you hadn't told us everything yet."
Was Ravin implying that Queen Morgan was keeping secrets from them?
Everyone stared at Queen Morgan, waiting for her to reveal something.
Anything.
"The secrets I keep don't concern anyone, so stop throwing those accusations on me, Ravin. I'm alright with Xerxes having the blue feather, and I promise not to take it away as a sign of respect. Faerie's oath." Queen Morgan replied coldly, and a huge fork of lightning struck at the distance.
"But, Xerxes—"
Xerxes shook his head at her as if telling her to give it up.
Queen Morgan didn't allow Princess Sapphire to interrupt. "Now, you have to go far from here, Ravin. We will release a signal once the garden appears."
"You will stop once you see us shoot a fiery arrow in the sky," Sylvain added.
"We will raid all the fruits we can to protect our people." Queen Morgan turned her back against them to stare at the far horizon, and Sylvain and Jora followed suit.
With that said, Ravin got up and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair to get rid of the snow on his head.
"Go, Ravin. What are you waiting for?" Apollyon's jaw was set as he maintained eye contact with him. "You are delaying the entire thing."
"Don't think you aren't coming with me, Apollyon."
Ravin didn't wait for the Vampire King to respond as his muscles tightened in readiness.
He already grabbed him by the arm and dragged him towards the direction where the chariots were held on standby.
"Xerxes. Don't give the necklace to Queen Morgan, or I'll bury you and Princess Sapphire alive." Ravin bellowed without even looking at those they left behind.
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<strong>Princess Sapphire of the Summer Courts</strong>
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Then, Princess Sapphire's fearful gaze ricocheted between Apollyon and Ravin, who remained on the ground, unmoving.
Her breath turned shallower as a small fog surrounded her dark brown curls in this wintry night.
She immediately snaked her arm around Xerxes and clutched his sleeve as tightly as how he held Ravin's necklace between his fingers.
Xerxes continued to examine the blue feather in wonder.
Why did the Archdemon throw it to him out of the blue instead of entrusting it to Apollyon or Queen Morgan?
What was their conversation about that drove them into making this decision?
Princess Sapphire's mouth went dry.
She didn't have a good feeling about this.
"What's going on here, brother?" Princess Sapphire asked anxiously, her deep brown eyes brimming with unshed tears.
As soon as the question left her mouth, she realized that Ravin had chosen Xerxes as bait.
Why would he give the blue feather to Xerxes if Queen Morgan had offered to meet the Archangel so that they could enter the Garden since the other night?
Something might go wrong if Xerxes were to meet the Archangel in charge of the Garden of the Four Seasons.
Baits were usually the first to perish if they didn't know how to protect themselves.
Princess Sapphire scrubbed a hand over her face.
She knew that her friend would never say no to responsibility, and she hated it.
Too bad, she was also determined to keep an eye on her partner and go wherever he went.
She could not afford to separate from him.
She also pondered what Hephaestus and Princess Ourania's reaction would be if they found out they were in danger.
Queen Morgan and her Cadre's body language had screamed danger as well.
All of their shoulder muscles had tensed up, their hands inching closer to the hilt of their swords.
Jora held a dagger in his grip.
Black blood trickled from Apollyon's claws and disappeared into the powder-white snow.
The Autumn Queen glanced down at Ravin warily behind Sylvain's shoulder.
Ah.
She winced.
It seemed like the five of them were fighting a war and their only mistake was to join them out of curiosity.
Wow.
The Vampire King pursed his lips and avoided her gaze, making her blink fast.
What the hell?
Was she talking to air?
She and Xerxes still deserved an explanation!
Princess Sapphire cleared her throat, but her voice still cracked from the distress. "Brother. Please do something about this." She pleaded and pointed the finger at the Autumn Queen. "Tell Ravin to hand it over to Queen Morgan."
"Ravin was too petty to entrust his necklace to Queen Morgan," Apollyon replied without looking at her because he was still busy glaring at the Archdemon. "He was scared that she wouldn't return it to him anymore, you see?"
She did claim it multiple times that it belonged to her, and I can't risk it." Ravin shot back.
Princess Sapphire was about to mention that he could let her brother, Apollyon, have the blue feather for the meantime, but he already addressed it without being asked.
"It's obvious why I don't trust the Vampire King. He always had a habit of stealing something that originally belonged to me. I don't want him to take the glory of saving our mate, either."
Princess Sapphire and Apollyon snickered at the same time.
They look at each other in understanding before they give Ravin a sympathetic look.
Abnormal creatures with reptilian brains were the worst to deal with.
She had never met an Archdemon who wasn't selfish!
"Why? Is Xerxes afraid? Are you speaking for him, little princess? You must have seen him put his tail between his legs." Ravin burst into a mocking laugh.
Nobody in his vicinity chuckled at his poorly made jest.
Xerxes just stared at him blankly, ignoring the pun altogether.
Sensing the other's disapproval, he sighed, "An Archdemon will only ask a favor once in your lifetime, Xerxes. Just fulfill it once, and it will never happen again."
'Of course, it was never going to happen again!' Princess Sapphire thought angrily. 'Perhaps, Ravin wanted them dead.'
"I can't accept this." Princess Sapphire declared, fearing for her companion's life. "Queen Morgan shall have it if I tell Xerxes—"
Still, Ravin raised his head upwards to search the Autumn Queen's face on the ground. "Don't take it from Xerxes, Queen Morgan, when you hadn't told us everything yet."
Was Ravin implying that Queen Morgan was keeping secrets from them?
Everyone stared at Queen Morgan, waiting for her to reveal something.
Anything.
"The secrets I keep don't concern anyone, so stop throwing those accusations on me, Ravin. I'm alright with Xerxes having the blue feather, and I promise not to take it away as a sign of respect. Faerie's oath." Queen Morgan replied coldly, and a huge fork of lightning struck at the distance.
"But, Xerxes—"
Xerxes shook his head at her as if telling her to give it up.
Queen Morgan didn't allow Princess Sapphire to interrupt. "Now, you have to go far from here, Ravin. We will release a signal once the garden appears."
"You will stop once you see us shoot a fiery arrow in the sky," Sylvain added.
"We will raid all the fruits we can to protect our people." Queen Morgan turned her back against them to stare at the far horizon, and Sylvain and Jora followed suit.
With that said, Ravin got up and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair to get rid of the snow on his head.
"Go, Ravin. What are you waiting for?" Apollyon's jaw was set as he maintained eye contact with him. "You are delaying the entire thing."
"Don't think you aren't coming with me, Apollyon."
Ravin didn't wait for the Vampire King to respond as his muscles tightened in readiness.
He already grabbed him by the arm and dragged him towards the direction where the chariots were held on standby.
"Xerxes. Don't give the necklace to Queen Morgan, or I'll bury you and Princess Sapphire alive." Ravin bellowed without even looking at those they left behind.
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