Chapter 102 GRAND LORD VLADYA This has never happened before in our history .
This … coming back from a feral state .
How did I return ? Daemonikai pulled back , his gaze sharpened , filled with seriousness .
Vladya was beginning to suspect he might have an inkling as to why .
But he still needed confirmation .
Im not entirely certain myself .
How much do you remember ? Very little .
The grand king pressed a hand to his forehead , a frown creasing his brow .
Its all … hazy .
Like an empty space in my mind , filled with a dense fog .
All 1 was aware of was the passage of time .
Nothing else ? Vladya pressed , his lips thinning .
You have no memory of my visits ? Not even a flicker of recognition ? Nothing .
Daemon admitted , Perhaps it will all return with time I still cant fathom it … to think five hundred years have passed since … His voice trailed off , the pain of his loss evident in his eyes .
A tense silence stretched between them .
What was it like ? Being feral ? Vladya asked .
Daemonikai pondered the question .
Numb .
He paused , as if searching for the right words.
Blank .
Its difficult to describe .
Considering that Vladya was headed down that path , perhaps numbness wouldnt be such a terrible fate .
If they let him live long enough to experience it , that is .
Ferals were killed on sight ; they are simply too dangerous .
The grand king was an anomaly , no one was ready to let go .
Its late , Vladya announced , breaking the silence .
You need restto recover .
Ill take my leave His friend gave a nod , a weary acceptance in his eyes .
Very well will see you at sunrise , Vladya reached the door , then paused , turning back .
Daemon ? He looked up .
I am sorry about your family .
I know it would not ease your pain , but … He trailed off , shaking his head .
Daemonikai swallowed tightly .
I am sorry about Tiara , too .
Vladya nodded , his throat clogged again .
Thank you for not dying on me .
With that , he turned and left the chamber .
GRAND KING DAEMONIKAI Alone , Daemonikai gazed up at the sky , observing the luminous quarter moon casting an ethereal glow upon the land .
He lost himself in the endless expanse above , counting the stars in a futile attempt to escape the whispers of the memories .
Yet , try as he might , he could not silence them .
Images surfaced with agonizing clarity , their faces etched in his mind .
Though the scent of Evie had long since faded , it made no difference .
He was certain her fragrance still clung to the garments hidden away in their closet .
Daemonikai would need change the royal residence .
Everywhere he looked , he was reminded of her .
Everywhere .
How does one begin to let go of their other half ? How does one arn to live without the one who has been their constant companion for over four thousand years ? Mon , Dec Chapter 102 The weight of his loss pressed down upon him , suffocating him with its unbearable heaviness , Stop thinking .
Shut it off .
He had not been entirely truthful with Vladya .
He remembered something , a fragment of memory that lingere .
A scent .
An intoxicating , alluring scent .
The details were hazy , a fleeting impression he could not quite grasp .
He knew he would not recognize it if he smelled it again , but the memory of its uniqueness remained .
It was not Vidyas scent either .
Whose was it ? Was it merely a figment of his broken mind ? With a heavy sigh , he turned away from the window , footsteps soft as he made his way towards the bed .
Yet sleep refused to come .
Hours drifted by in a restless vigil .
Daemonikai did not mind .
He would rather remain awake than have nightmares assail him once more .
His people needed him .
For their sake , he would find strength .
GRAND LORD ZAIPER Hours had passed , yet Zaiper remained trapped in a numbing fog of disbelief .
He moved through the motions like a hollow shell.
It was as if some invisible puppeteer pulled his strings , leaving him to stumble through the night like a marionette .
He remembered smiling , clapping alongside the others when Daemonikai had risen .
He hoped his smile had appeared genuine , that it looked convincing .
That no one glimpsed the misery gnawing at his soul .
As they had escorted Daemonikai from the arena to the fortress , Zaiper hoped his trembling knees and bloodshot eyes had / gone unnoticed .
He could not recall the last time he had felt such profound anguish , such raw pain .
He clutched his chest , overwhelmed by the agony .
Daemonikai was supposed to be dead .
The finale of months of meticulous plotting .
That was the plan .
Tonight was meant to be his night of victory .
How had he survived ? How had he escaped the clutches of feral madness ? My Lord , a hesitant voice intruded upon his torment .
Out , Razarr , Zaiper growled , his head still lowered .
The door opened and closed with a soft click , leaving him alone with his despair .
He stared blankly ahead , his mind a maelstrom of confusion and anger .
Nothing made sense anymore .
Absolutely nothing .
He should have struck sooner .
Should have eliminated Daemonikai days ago .
Everything had been for nothing .
For nothing ! Tears welled in his eyes , hot and bitter .
A strangled sob escaped his throat , the sound echoing in the empty chamber as he began to weep .
EMERIEL 11:20 Mon , Dec 30 U Chapter 102 Three days later .
Emericl and a group of fellow garden slaves were transported to new land to work .
The uncultivated land was filled with a canvas of native grasses , stubborn shrubs , fertile dirt , unruly wees , vibrant wildflowers , and sporadic trees .
The slave masters command was clear : they were to clear this wilderness and transform it into a magnificent garden .
Some were tasked with the labor of felling trees and clearing away rocks and stores , while the others were assigned other less complex duties .
Emeriel crouched low , diligently uprooting weeds .
His thoughts rifted back to the events of the past He had responded to few days .
And was instructed , Ord Vladyas summons , as commanded , enly to be informed that the grand lord had left for court And was instructed to await another summons whenever Lord Vladya was available .
Three days had passed , and still , no word had come .
Whispers through the grapevine said the grand lords were preoccupied with matters of the court , particularly in light of King Daemonikais return .

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Today , an emergency meeting had been convened in the Grand High Court .
My beast .
But he would have to adjust , would he not ? To think of him as King Daemonikai now , even in the privacy of his own thoughts .
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