Hi Everyone! Sorry this one took so long, but this is the famous chapter I have wanted to rewrite, edit and throw out of the window, before I was finally satisfied with it. Thank you all for your patience as well as your reviews! Many thanks to my Guest, Pharaohs Girl18 and Koobre. I have really enjoyed reading your reviews.
!Warning! There is torture in this chapter. Pharaohs Girl18, like I said in a message: the first half of this chapter is not for you. Please read further after the chapter-break. Do me a favour and please don't read the beginning? Without trying to give anything away: you won't miss anything if you skip the torture scene :)
That said, if you feel the need to follow my advise and skip the torture scene, then please do so.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 10
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Gently, the shadows slithered around the created roasting pit while tanned hands adjusted the skewer ever so slightly. When their master's lips curled in an approving smirk, the black tendrils purred softly while they nuzzled his face ever so gently. When he nodded and stepped back, the shadows were eager to carry the flames of the brightly burning bonfire towards the pit in order for them to get it ready. As they poured their magic into the heat, Atemu walked towards his favourite cutting board which the shadows had been able to transport through space and time. It had taken a large amount of magic, but they had agreed. To torture the insulting little demonic girl, this one was needed and Atemu stroked the bloodied surface gently.
How had she dared to insult his kitten? Not only that, but this whole village was an insult and the tanned demon bristled softly as he glanced around. He would teach the filthy inhabitants he was not to be messed with, though he was waiting for them. He could feel their magic and his shadows were purring with excitement as he had already dismissed all the human inhabitants. After all, they had only done their work and were simply too easy to kill currently. They were too boring to torment and the tanned demon had gladly send them on their way.
At first, they hadn't want to leave, but after informing them he would burn everything, the humans had packed their bags before fleeing their homes. The only house that would remain standing was the one his kitten liked so much and Atemu purred as he came to stand next to his beloved. He would burn this village to the ground and erase the insult that it was while punishing them all for not standing up against someone who had done so many wrongs.
Yes, he had done many wrongs in his life too, Atemu was aware of that. He was no hypocrite, but as long as he was on top of the food-chain the tanned man knew there would be no one opposing him. If they did, he would make sure to strike them down and kill them, together with their followers as he currently did with Tamil and his insects. It made him smirk to know he would get justice for not only himself, but for the ruined villages that had tried to fight back against the invading force and Atemu took a deep breath to calm his excitement ever so slightly.
He could feel it then, the odd sensation of crackling magic and he gently squeezed Yami's arm to signal for him to get ready. After all, they had come to amuse him and Atemu would gladly take that opportunity. Next to him, he could feel a partial body of the shadows curling in glee, while the others were still working on the bonfire and the roasting pit. If needed, they would come to his aid, but Atemu didn't think that would be necessary. Especially not while he stepped in front of his kitten at the same time the magic levels intensified when angered demons stalked up to them. The act made rose-red eyes burn with fury and excitement at the same time and Atemu chuckled softly.
"You have come early", the tanned demon commented and he smirked as he could feel the tense air coil around them. The levels of magic rose, though he was not worried. The shadows would take Yami away if it became too dangerous, they could eat magic and leave these demons powerless. Even Atemu wasn't always sure what their true strength was, but his magic would protect him against anything life would throw at him. They were superior to everything, which was why he should be feared exactly the way he was. It was why he knew he could protect his kitten for all eternity. Because the shadows were not like fire or thunder. Instead, they had a mind of their own and grew every day to gain more power, knowledge and life. The fifty or so demons surrounding them were just a challenge. A game. One that was too easy to win.
There was no reply to the tanned demon's comment, aside from growling and snarling. Yami hissed softly under his breath as the shadows curled around his body and he slowly lowered to the ground while flexing his shoulders. Who would he jump first? Whose neck would snap with his weight and he purred in excitement with a smirk curling his lips at the thought. There was no signal, no nothing, but the shadows were quick as they captured the first shot of released magic. Thunder crackled across the earthen floor and the pale Neko leaped from the ground with his claws extended. Black flames scorched its way towards the enemies while Atemu stepped aside and summoned his silver sword from the shadows' depths.
Blades swung in the given light while metal clashed against metal and Atemu snarled as he parried the attack with ease. No one could give him a challenge like Seto could, no one was good enough to win from his shadows and the tanned demon laughed as he pushed back against the mass. There were snarls demanding him to leave, to die, to be crippled and to be tortured like he often did with his prisoners, but Atemu cut through them all one by one. The tanned demon felt more than saw Yami somersault into an enemy next to him at the same time he stepped aside when the shadows engulfed another completely.
Plunging his silver blade into the stomach of his opponent, Atemu continued to laugh at the ecstatic feeling overwhelming him. Kicking the demon aside, he knew he would do this to all of them, because they deserved it to have their blood cover the earthen ground. Then, he swept to the side and parried an attack while guarding his lover with his life. He would always give and exchange his life for Yami's, though this battle meant nothing to him. He struck down another demon which had the offending blade swing away to cleave through another body, before it was over. The shadows still burned their black flames, because they were dancing in joy while they showed the burning of baby corpses as the soft sound of Yami purring was born from the surrounding silence.
Yet, it was a sound of soft distress and Atemu knelt down at his side to show his kitten he was all right. He was more than all right, with adrenaline coursing through his blood while the ground was covered in the delicious liquid. He purred softly in return, however, before he kissed Yami's cheek who glanced at him. "I am all right, my love. This group of filth would never be able to touch me. It pleases me you have had fun yourself", Atemu commented with a chuckle and he was grateful his lover was worried about him, even though it had not been necessary. The worried gleam vanished with his words, which Atemu sealed with another soft kiss, even though his lover's skin and clothes were covered in blood. His kitten looked adorable though with the smear across his face and his claws painted in the red liquid, though the tanned demon couldn't help but ask the shadows to clean his kitten's skin completely.
They were happy to lick away the blood, which fuelled them to their core while Yami chuckled softly while he snuggled up to Atemu's side. "Now, my love, I believe we have volunteers", was the dark chuckle and the pale Neko smirked while his crimson eyes were gleaming darkly in thrilled excitement. Getting near the wooden block with the shadows following them closely while they also curled around his body still, Atemu checked to see the fallen group of demons. Looking at his lover, who appeared rather smug as he followed Yami through the bleeding mass, the pale Neko took his lover's hand in one of his own.
"Yes, I left them alive so I can kill them later. They have to serve a purpose first", the tanned man answered to the unasked question, before he turned to the shadows. "Tie them up and get me the Hawkins duo", he ordered and they danced in excitement, before bringing the requested prisoners from within their body. Yami tilted his head as the father recognised his daughter while the girl was sobbing and curling in on herself upon the ground. They were both bound from head till two and Atemu couldn't help himself as he sat down on his summoned seat while pulling Yami on his lap for comfort.
The elder Hawkins was released from his bindings as Atemu waved his hand and he spat towards the ground at Atemu's feet while tendrils curled around the fallen group demons and tied them up. A part of the black tendrils was finally pleased with the bonfire and they slithered across the battleground towards their master to await his orders. Would he let them have their way? Would he allow for them to avenge their possession? Yet, first they had to silence the ingrates and tendrils slithered back towards the group of insects with an exciting purr. Plunging themselves into awaiting throats, the shadows burned their way through flesh and bones to silence the wailing fallen demons. Their master had been victorious, but they wanted silence before they would torture the despicable duo and for a moment, more blood spilled forth as the shadows gave into their anger while the bonfire burned brightly in the background.
As they returned to his side, Atemu scoffed softly at the blonde demon before him who was an insult to life itself. "This afternoon you have enjoyed the pleasure of the shadows reading your mind and me finding out you were working with Tamil to try and overpower me. Now, I know he was your Lord and it was either being against him or me, though I do hope you realise you chose the wrong side. Just like these 'followers' of yours have realised the same thing. Obviously, they were no match for me and I will punish them severely", Atemu clarified, smirking as he waved idly at the bound group of demonic followers. They had been stupid and the tanned demon couldn't wait for his sweet revenge. Hawkins only glanced at his daughter upon the floor as she continued to sob.
"P- Please, my L- Lord... my daughter Rebecca... Release her", the blond demon pleaded, but Atemu scoffed at the words while his hand was idly stroking Yami's back in comfort. True, the girl looked like a horrible mess, considering her clothes were tattered and she bore his kitten's scratch wounds on her face. Blood had seeped from some of those cuts, though the tanned demon knew she was also sobbing because she had been given to his shadows for some foreplay. She had seen what would become of her and more, which left every demon sobbing while Atemu could only smirk at the prospect as he addressed Hawkins again.
"Your daughter trespassed upon my new territory. I could have forgiven that with a mild punishment of cutting off her feet, but she dared to insult my possession. That I will not tolerate and she should have known better than to go against me. I will not accept any kind of insult from either her, you or the weeping low-lives currently waiting for a good burning to death. This village you tried to govern, Hawkins, will be an example and you will watch me burn it to the ground", Atemu hissed as his anger flared at the memory of the silly little girl insulting his beloved. She would feel his wrath and as he waved his hands at the shadows, they bound the blond demon before he could react, while Rebecca began sobbing louder as she was released. She looked at her father once and tried to call out to him through he torn throat, but his voice overwhelmed hers.
"No, please, spare her!", Hawkins called out, though Atemu scoffed at the ridiculous idea.
"Insulting my wives and my possession? Her mercy will come the moment I kill her", was his curt answer and he smirked. "She will feel the pain my wives felt as the shadows invade her mind. That will not kill her, but at least drive her further to the brink of insanity". At his words, the shadows curled in pleasure while they slithered towards the blonde girl. She tried to scurry back, though they grabbed her ankle and crawled up her leg almost teasingly. She was their prey and they would enjoy it while she screamed as best as she could. It was no use, especially not after the shadows had shredded her throat again so she could no longer speak and the tendril happily moved underneath her clothes to touch more of her skin.
The touch was cold as ice and as if a thousand knives were cutting her open. Rebecca screamed again as she tried to pull her leg free from the shadows while they curled around her thigh and inched closer which made her cry in fear. They inched up her spine as she clawed at the ground, before they moved around her neck and slowly entered her ears. Her screams were deafening as the tendrils dug their way towards her brains which made the father tremble in fear as he closed his eyes. He tried to fight the shadows himself to go for her rescue while he begged for the release of his daughter, though Atemu didn't listen because she deserved it. Nobody would question the past of his wives, how unnecessary they may be. They would not be frowned upon as they had already survived enough.
Yet, what angered him most was the blond demon who had been ordered to watch and softly, Atemu kissed his kitten's cheek in affection. "Your pets will be avenged, my love, before I skewer her. Though if you will excuse me, there are some eyelids I have to cut away", he whispered and Yami allowed for his lover to stand. The silver blade Atemu suddenly handled gleamed eerily in the light offered by the bonfire, though Yami wasn't sure which way to look. Both scenes were enthralling to look at as the girl screamed and writhed on the ground with the shadows tormenting her mind. They tightened around her body and were tearing her clothes off her skin to leave it bare, yet, his lover had other shadows grasp the older demon's head and his world was most phenomenal.
Yami couldn't help himself as he shuddered in delight when a pleased snarl escaped Atemu's lips while the tanned hands clawed at the closed eyelids, before he was able to cut them away from Hawkins eyes. The blood pouring from the newly created wounds made the pale Neko trembled with heated blood rushing through his veins. It made him smile to see the amount of blood upon the mutilated face and his love looked absolutely breathtaking when he wrenched Hawkins' jaw apart and grasped a hold of the wet tongue. The silver blade moved slowly across the appendage and Atemu smirked when he saw Yami tremble in delight. The blood was warm as it ran over his hands, but the tanned demon enjoyed the feeling as much as he cherished his kitten's crimson gaze upon him.
Cutting through Hawkins' clothes, Atemu pursed his lips as he tilted his head and stared at the limp penis the insulting daughter was born from. Grasping it, perhaps to show off to his lover, the tanned demon felt his lips curl in a sadistic smirk. "Shall I push this into your daughter?", he asked prior to holding his blade next to the flesh. "She is already experiencing what some of my wives had to go through. See the mutilation of her hands? An acidic gift to one of my wives for having unnatural grey eyes which made insects like you believe she was a witch. She dons her face with make-up to hide the cuts done to her eyes, blinding her without assisting magic", Atemu explained before he squeezed the limp flesh and pulled on it. Hawkins trembled and tried to look at him through the blood pouring in his eyes, while shaking his head, but the tanned demon chuckled as he dragged the silver blade through the skin as slowly as possible.
Hawkins screamed as loud as his daughter with blood spilling across his thighs when Atemu cut his flesh from him, before the tanned demon held the severed penis up as if he was investigating it. Trading his blade for a skewer the shadows provided him, he idly attached the penis to the metal rod, before holding it out to the bonfire to roast. "Your daughter might even love it", he chuckled darkly, to which Hawkins tried to shake his head at the same time he tried to talk through the blood pooling in his mouth. He spat it out as good as possible while he didn't try to look at his writhing daughter who bore more scars on her body. Her hands were disgusting wrinkled things, her face was scarred at the same time her back was cut open.
"One of my wives has a brother. While she was readied to marry me they had him tied to a stone for castration, just so he would be a 'pure' gift to the Gods. They cut an ancient message into his skin which nearly killed him before he was found by my shadow guards", Atemu continued as he glanced at Rebecca whose clothes were long gone. He was glad to see his magic was enjoying itself as well for shadows were eating at her skin while her small breasts were a bloodied mess of shredding skin and fat. The black tendrils had eaten a hole through her abdomen and were ever so slowly pulling her intestines out of her body, before they feasted upon her ovaries and womb. Atemu sighed softly as the severed penis did not burn fast enough to his liking, which meant he had to keep talking.
Not that he had the chance when Rebecca screamed as blood came from her ears and eyes while shadows plunged into her body from behind. They continued to push into her as they curled around her body and Atemu scoffed at the new scream because she absolutely had no right after insulting his lover's pets. "One of my other wives has endured horrors beyond your daughter's imagination, though she is experiencing all of them right now. All of the things done to them, before the ingrates thought to 'offer' every one of them to me because they no longer had use for the women in their courts and were trying to buy their freedom through this means. As you can imagine, they never got their freedom", Atemu whispered eerily as he turned away from the bonfire and showed Hawkins the roasted piece of flesh. Gifting it to the shadows with an eerie smirk, he allowed for his magic to clean his hands before he walked back towards his seat where Yami was still watching him with an intense gaze.
His Neko was truly beautiful with his crimson eyes gleaming in hatred and anger, though for him they gleamed with warmth and love. Atemu smiled lovingly as he picked Yami up bridal style so he could sit back down upon his seat with his lover upon his lap. Softly he kissed the pale Neko, which earned him a submissive nuzzle in return as well as soft kisses to his neck while his rose-red eyes blazed with fury. "After all, it is the same fate you will receive. There is no freedom for those who oppose me unless they take my life from me. So, for insulting my possession, your daughter will be burned like a pig. She'll be dead, unfortunately, yet I will have her soul. I will make all of you an example for the rest of the country to not stand in my way again", Atemu whispered darkly, before he nodded towards the waiting black tendrils.
A part of his shadows were holding the father, so he could not look away again from his mutilated and broken daughter. All she currently did was sob while the shadows were sucking her dry from the inside and the dark magic fixated his eyes upon his daughter's writhing body before the smaller skewer was attached to a bigger one. The metal gleamed in the fire light while the shadows controlled it, before it was stabbed through the blond girl in one swift motion. Her screams died in her throat as life left her and the freed soul was caught by a black tendril only for it to be brought to their master. The demon smiled as he received his gift, prior to eating the glowing orb whole which was followed by a disgusted shudder. Immediately after, he was pulled in a searing kiss by his kitten and Atemu purred as it was a very pleasant attempt to get the awful taste from within his mouth. He stroked his tongue against Yami's and could still taste blood which was greatly appreciated before he broke the kiss with a warm smile. The pale Neko nuzzled him afterwards with loving affection, though he didn't need to say anything while his lover continued to protect him from harm.
"Burn them", Atemu whispered as the shadows placed the blonde girl in the fire and started to spin her slowly. "Burn them all", he hissed with delight while kissing Yami again as the flames roared to life with the shadows adding their magic to it. The screams and wails were beautiful as Atemu enjoyed his lover near him and he chuckled softly as Yami embraced him lovingly.
"Thank you Até", the Neko whispered in the slightly pointed ear, to which his lover purred softly in affectionate response.
"You're welcome, Kitten. Know that I will always avenge every insult send your way. I will not tolerate it and those who dare will feel my wrath", Atemu said, his rose-red eyes reflecting the angry and hateful blaze of the fire as the screams continued. Yami purred softly and nuzzled Atemu while he leaned against him. The bonfire was indeed most beautiful with the stars shining down upon them. Beautiful indeed.
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The sight was absolutely breathtaking with the green grass stretching below them as the Dragon beat its wings, yet, they always remained within the vicinity of their home. From where she sat, safely behind Malik, the young brunette could see the building and she smiled down upon it. The house itself was rather small, just like the tanned male had said it was more than a week ago, though the surrounding land her master owned was amazing compared to everything Mana had ever seen. The stables were easily spotted, as were the meadows and the small forest Malik had taken her to for the water lilies, but the rest seemed like undiscovered land and the young brunette let her eyes gaze at the surrounding green fields.
Mana smiled at the memory of her spending her day with Malik in the forest, however, because it had been a lovely to be there with the tanned male after her duties were done. She had asked Shizuka for a basket of lunch, which the other woman had given her happily, before Malik had shown her the different flowers growing between the trees. He had continued to comfort her after that gruesome day with their master while also helping her recite the rules of her new home. The most important rule was easy and was something Mana could already speak of in her sleep which was a slight relieve. Do not touch Lord Atemu's possessions, which were only a few things. His home, his reign, his wives and Yami.
Which, deep down, was still odd. Mana knew she shouldn't look at it that way, especially because she still remembered her master telling them all it was Yami who had asked for their lives to granted, but the pale man was still a Neko and technically... they were seen as the lowest of the lowest lives. Even women were worth more than them and Neko's were often the victim of cruel abuse or torturous entertainment. What had Yami done to be held in such a high regard? Was he truly the Lord's half-brother or was there something else, because that was still entirely possible, right? The fact she would probably never find out ate at her, though only in certain moments. When she allowed her mind to wander during either her studies or while the Dragon drifted to another warm current as she was comforted by Malik's presence.
"Look! It's Mai!", the tanned male called out suddenly over the wind blowing in her face and Mana looked down at where his hand was pointing at, before smiling brightly.
"I see her!", she called back while said wind whipped her hair everywhere, but the young brunette loved it. She loved the feeling of being free while Malik taught her how to fly. Though, just like the first time, it was him doing all the flying. Mana knew she was still trying to stay balanced while they were held in the large claws and she could feel Malik pulling her back as she leaned too much to the right like usual. It had just been an amazing sight to see Mai on her horse, while she was galloping across the field before jumping one of the hordes. The blonde woman was amazing and the young brunette wondered if Mai realised she was.
Regret filled Mana, however, as the Dragon was steered back towards the ground and she held onto Malik tightly as the butterflies in her stomach soared at the feeling. He was such a wonderful man for showing her around her new home while teaching her of rules and what she could expect. He was kind to her like no one had ever been, except for maybe her brother. Then again, Malik was better than her brother, because he was here. Sure, it was not Mahado's fault he was not here right now and Mana would never be angry at him, but Malik was withher. The brunette treasured that greatly, which only made her bury her nose against his shoulder some more while the Dragon descended and touched down.
"Mana? Are you all right?", Malik asked as he turned his head slightly to look at the beautiful brunette. He had to admit she was more beautiful than twelve days ago, when she had first arrived. She had been the usual picture of poverty, as she had been starved and dirty while wearing torn clothes. Now, her eyes and skin were gleaming while she had also gained weight. She wore clean clothes and her hair had had a small trim as well. It still bounced when she walked, though Malik would probably never admit it was adding to her cuteness. He would probably never have the chance which was why he kept his lips sealed.
"I'm fine", Mana said softly, while she slowly pulled her face away from Malik's back. He had been sensitive about that the first few times she had done it while the Dragon would drop in altitude, but luckily he didn't mind anymore. It was just a comfort to know he was there with her as much as the warm gleam in his plum-purple eyes which she sometimes imagined was just for her, even though she knew that was silly and stupid. What right did she have to warrant such thoughts? She was married! Sort of... against her will, but still married. Then again, her 'husband' was gone and if Ishizu was right, wouldn't show any interest in her. Just like she was not interested in him either.
But Malik was different and the brunette smiled brightly as the tanned male helped her off the Dragon, while she was proud of not yet smudging her new riding clothes. The comfortable trousers and shirt with leather vest were comfortable and warm while they were up in the sky, which was something Mana had thanked Anzu for a million times already. The leather boots were her most favourite, however, and she still cleaned them every morning and evening.
"I'm glad you're fine and I hope you enjoyed the flight. I'm sorry I had to cut it short", Malik said softly and his words cut right through her thoughts while his lips were curling in a small apologising smile which was truly adorable. Mana would never admit that to the tanned male though... she wouldn't dare embarrass him like that because he had done so many good things for her.
"The flight was amazing, Malik! Thank you so much for teaching me and saving me when I attempted to break my neck again. You're an amazing teacher, do you know that?", she asked, watching how a small flattered blush spread across his cheeks. The young brunette knew she shouldn't have said that, but she was truly grateful and he had every right to know. For when Malik taught her new things, may they be about feeding the deer or rules or other things of importance, it was always easier to understand than when Ishizu tried to teach her. Not that the older woman was horrid, but always had to prolong certain explanations which were probably relevant to what she was explaining, but Mana always felt close to falling asleep whenever the black-haired woman started.
Malik was different as he had a hands-on mentality, which was easier to remember. True, Mana felt sorry for Ishizu, because she truly wanted to understand which was why the brunette continued to return to the older woman for her classes. Other teachings, like medicine, were very interesting and Mana loved to see Ishizu at work while she explained everything from needles, to sutures, to creating surgeries. It was lovely to see everyone at their work, although watching Mai on her hunts was still a little disturbing. It was far more enjoyable to see Shizuka with her amazing cooking skills and the young brunette was eternally grateful for Anzu making who would always adjust her new clothes as she gained weight together with a new body build.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mana. Will you help me out here or do you want to have a bath and get dressed more properly in a calm sense of way?", Malik asked, stroking the scaled hide of the Dragon as he turned towards the stables. He would obviously understand if she wanted to leave, though he enjoyed her presence greatly while he cleaned up the last of his things. It was probably because Mana was different from all the other women and the young male couldn't help but like her for that feature. She was enthusiastic, had a beautiful laugh, was fun to talk to and overall a great person. She was lovely to the animals as well as the magical creatures while she enjoyed the blooming flowers and the rest of nature. She could be calm, a good listener and had a great sense of humour. That sense of humour was currently displayed upon her face as she frowned with a silly smile and gave him a soft push against the shoulder.
"And why would I leave you with all the other chores? Malik, I don't mind helping you with mucking out the stables, feeding the animals or anything like that. You have done so much for me, so let me help you in return? Besides, I enjoy spending time with you", the brunette admitted, before she walked off towards the stables. Malik nibbled his lips slightly before he chuckled softly.
"You forgot, didn't you?", he whispered softly and at his voice, Mana turned to him with worry gleaming in her dark-blue eyes. "Lord Atemu will return soon and we are expected to greet Yami and him upon their arrival. That means you can't show up covered in mud", Malik continued, only to see how Mana's world seemed to shatter. Which it did, right there and then. Shaking her head, the young brunette could feel the panic rise in her chest, because it wasn't true! Their master wasn't coming back yet was he? It had been so peaceful without him, as if everyone was less on edge and she wanted to enjoy that for an eternity to come.
"No, please, tell me you're joking?", Mana whispered pleadingly, before she felt her mood drop below freezing point as the tanned male shook his head in answer. Malik sighed softly as he granted the Dragon access to the stable, before he curled his arms around the young girl to soothe her sudden panic.
"It's not that bad, Mana, really for his return will not change anything in the house. Now that he has seen his new land, he will make up plans in his study where he will bury himself in his work. In fact, it will be pretty much like before you arrived. Our Lord spends most of his days in his study or with Yami. When he is not at work, he will probably join us to the market where we will pick out exotic fruits or other things. But most of the time, our Lord will be at work. You'll see that nothing will change", Malik said softly and Mana looked at him with her panic settling slowly. Was he right? Would the peaceful situation not change at all while her Lord roamed around the house with his dooming nature? Would he still be angry and publicly hurt people or would he resort to his dungeons? She sincerely hoped the latter while her breathing slowly calmed down.
"Are you sure?", she whispered and Malik nodded as he stroked her cheek softly.
"Absolutely. Our Lord just makes sure everything runs smoothly and that is the reason we don't see him very often. We'll be perfectly able to fly the Dragons some more and have our feeling of freedom", Malik said and Mana smiled in gratitude. The tanned male nodded slightly. "Now, I do suggest you leave me to my duties and have a bath. We don't want you to have another mud-stain, now do we?", he asked with a soft chuckle and Mana couldn't help but laugh at the slight tease.
It was such a relieve to have Malik with her, who reminded her she was perfectly safe, that she couldn't help but be extremely grateful. "Thank you Malik", she said while smiling brightly, before she kissed the young male's cheek softly. Just to thank him, just to make sure he knew she was grateful, even though it send a pleasant tingle through her lips. Malik stared at her in slight disbelieve, however, and they both couldn't stop the blush from covering their cheeks as the tanned male tried to find his voice.
"Y- Your welcome", he whispered and he smiled like she did, before the young brunette walked away from him. Mana turned back one last time and giggled softly as she saw the tanned male touching his kissed cheek fondly, before he waved at her. She waved in return as she rounded the corner and disappeared from sight with her heart hammering in her chest. Whatever she had just done, it was both embarrassing while it felt extremely good. Malik's skin was soft to the touch, as soft as his personality and Mana sighed as she reached her en-suite bedroom as quickly as possible. He was sweet, loving and kind. So unlike her master, so unlike everyone she had ever met... If only she had met him sooner... Maybe then she would have been able to let these warm feelings bloom.
She wouldn't be able to now... Not while she was married to the most feared Lord in the land. They had heard news of what he had done to make sure nobody would cause an uprising to him again, which Mana hoped would never happen either. He had let the innocent people live and had even helped the destroyed villages with moving the citizens to other places, but aside from that, he had destroyed everything as much as possible. They would get more details once he returned, but until then she could merely guess if he had been somewhat kind between his ruthless nature. Which reminded her she never had to guess with Malik. The tanned male was always kind to her and everyone else. Sure, even though she wasn't sure if she could believe Anzu, Mana knew the tanned male was hiding something, but the brunette couldn't be bothered by it anymore. He was so kind, it didn't matter and Mana blushed as she undressed and stepped underneath the shower. The young brunette just had to compare him to her master, her 'husband' and Atemu would never be good enough like Malik was. Which was a little odd, considering she didn't know Malik that long either.
Tilting her head, Mana let the soap glide down her skin as she let her mind go over the twelve days she had been living here. She may not have known Malik for very long, but at least he had spoken to her without being threatening unlike her master. Malik wouldn't torture her, burn her, skewer or kill her at all. Instead, he had shown her the new home she now lived in and had taught her new things. He had been kind like no one else had been in a long time and she appreciated that far more than anything else. Perhaps a little more than she should, but why not? It was not as if her new master would notice. Plus, a kiss to the cheek didn't mean anything, not even by a long shot and Mana rolled her eyes at herself. She had thanked Malik for his effort, that's all and a kiss could totally do that without making anyone suspicious.
Then again, why would they grow suspicious? Because of one kiss? Would someone find out she liked Malik more than her master? Mana sighed as she tried to calm herself down while dressing herself in something more appropriate. Even if she would like Malik more than her new master, it was all right, because nobody would ever have to find out about these warm butterflies in her stomach. She was perhaps bouncy and happy, but she could also keep secrets if necessary. This one, she would keep until the day she would die. Even if that would be at the hands of her new husband, she would keep Malik safe. He had done nothing wrong after all, it was her who had developed feelings for him.
The thought made her halt while she was closing the zipper on her back. Could the current warmth even be called feelings? She had never been in love before, as she hadn't had the chance, but she had heard about it often enough. About people finding someone whom they wanted to share their life with. Well, she certainly wasn't that far yet, but she could definitely appreciate Malik's company more so than anyone else's. He always brought a smile to her lips and even now, as she dried and combed her hair, Mana was smiling at her reflection. She felt happier when he was around and her step bounced just a little more when she knew the tanned male would feed the deer or Dragons with her.
"Mana?! Are you ready?", Ishizu's voice asked through the door when there were soft knocking and Mana placed her brush down, still smiling at her reflection in the mirror as her mind was a peaceful calm sea.
"Ready!", she called out, because she was ready. Her new master was just a demon, someone she would probably never get to know very well. Especially if it was up to her, but she also wouldn't let her 'husband' scare her anymore. Malik would be with her and Mana giggled as Ishizu frowned at her bubbly expression in amusement.
"Did something pleasant happen?", was the soft question as they walked through the hallway and Mana nodded in answer while still smiling brightly.
"Malik took me out for another flight again. I had to recite the rules three times before he was satisfied, but it was well worth it. I love to see the house from afar, surrounded by the meadows and the trees. The sun made the small stream of water gleam while we were flying back and forth. We even saw Mai!", the young brunette told excitedly and Ishizu smiled while relieve washed over her. It hadn't gone unnoticed that Mana was feeling more at home and far more relaxed with her surroundings than at least a week ago, which the black-haired woman was more than grateful of.
True, everyone had been more at ease after the departure of their Lord. The shadows were still present, that much was certain, but they were also harmless towards them currently. Their task was to defend the house and the wives, which they did with pride. Nobody would get through the barrier once their master was gone and Ishizu had always appreciated that. Yet, the relaxation came from everyone recovering from Anzu's one-night imprisonment. Nobody had said a word, but they all knew it had bothered them. What had she done to anger their Lord so? It was still a mystery and the brunette wouldn't say. She had merely offered an apology to say she would work twice as hard to get all the new clothes done.
It bothered Ishizu not knowing what had been done or said to receive such punishment, but she also knew Anzu would keep her lips locked for the rest of her life. Pursing her lips slightly as she tapped the side of her chin, the black-haired woman listened to Mana as the girl continued to talk about the things she had seen with Malik. It made her lips curl in a smile and the empty thoughts of Anzu disappeared. "I'm glad you and my brother get along so well", Ishizu offered and Mana's smile seemed to brighten at the warm words.
"He's so kind, how could I not like him? Though... now that our Lord comes back... will I still see him just as often?", the young girl asked with her smile faltering slightly. Ishizu continued to glance her way, however, just as warm and reassuring.
"Probably. The master and I will have a small talk about everything that happened when he was gone and he will probably question you about the rules you had to learn, but when he's pleased with your progress, I don't see a reason as to why he would object to your request", Ishizu said, but she received a small sigh in return.
"What if he will though? What if he'll give me another duty than helping Malik with the animals? I really enjoy being outside in order to feed the deer. Besides, there's not much else I can do", Mana said with a small pout on her lips as she was once again reminded of the fact she could do little in the house. She was no seamstress, nor a huntress or a medical woman. She had little skill in everything and baking an egg had turned out to be a disaster. It had taken a good few minutes before Shizuka had calmed the young brunette down to a reasonable degree after nearly setting the whole kitchen on fire.
Ishizu merely smiled. "You have been here for a mere twelve days and I am sure you have more skills than you give yourself credit for. But there will be no reason for our Lord to replace your duties as you have done them well and you enjoy doing them. Now, don't worry about anything and just listen. Even though I must admit I'm glad you decided to take a shower this time", the older woman chastised while they entered the garden where their master would arrive. Mana smiled as the other women and Malik were waiting for their arrival amongst the flowers, though she was a little embarrassed too, because that meant if Ishizu hadn't fetched her she would have been late. Yet, there was relieve as well considering her master and the Neko hadn't shown up yet either and the youngest brunette took her stance next to Malik happily.
Standing next to the tanned male gave her those warm feelings again and she gave him a small smile, which was returned, before a pinkie curled around her own. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered at the touch, which meant Malik wasn't offended with her kissing his cheek and Mana smiled brighter than ever. The young girl hadn't realised it had bothered her, considering her feelings shouldn't matter, but to have Malik seek out a small form of contact with her was exciting. It also felt good and a small blush covered her tanned cheeks ever so slightly.
The moment was forgotten, however, when a Dragon roared loud with the wings beating strong as the long body of Osiris appeared in view. The red Dragon curled it's slender frame in descend and the two large mouths were showing off rows of sharp teeth as if the creature was smiling upon his return home. It landed upon the grass nearly silently, before extending and opening his claws to release both Atemu and Yami from the safe embrace. The shadows slithered back and forth as they returned home as well and they merged together with their other bodies once more as if they were pleased to see each other again. Mana couldn't help but smile slightly at the sight, before she was met with Yami who greeted greeted the women and Malik with his own small smile, while her master nodded to them in slight dismissal. There seemed to be something on his mind, a thing that plagued him and Mana could feel herself tense up as it didn't feel right. Would he punish them all? Would he be angry for whatever reason he chose?
"Welcome back, my Lord. Did you and Yami have a safe flight?", Ishizu asked and Atemu's train of thoughts seemed to be broken when he looked up at the black-haired woman. A small smile graced his lips when he was met with her own, though his rose-red eyes were still gleaming with unreadable emotions.
"It's good to be back, thank you Ishizu. I apologise, but there are many things on my mind and they are very persistent in gaining my attention. They will have to wait, however, as there is much to discuss for our travel was pleasant and most fruitful", Atemu replied, before he beckoned the women to follow him towards the throne room. Crimson eyes gleamed slightly as Yami followed his lover close behind and his black tail flicked slightly in joy for having returned home. Yet, Mana couldn't help himself as she tilted her head ever so slightly for the pale Neko appeared to be different. His ears were turning towards every sound with interest, though he also seemed to be glowing... sort of. Which was weird to begin with.
Then again, he was not affected by any kind of torture done by their Lord which was odd in and of itself, so Mana wasn't sure if a glowing Neko could be considered more odd than that. He seemed happy too, for whatever reason and deep down she was a little afraid. Would there be another prisoner tortured while she was expected to watch? She didn't think she'd be able to do that and the young brunette could feel herself tense up as the panic came. Taking deep gulps of air to calm herself, Mana could feel Malik's hand on her shoulder as they followed the tanned demon through the hallways and she looked at him as he smiled, mouthing a soft: "It will be all right", before they entered the throne room and were seated at a round table. The shadows procured their seats from nowhere and as Atemu sat down, so did everyone else with Yami at his right hand and Ishizu at his left. A map uncurled itself upon the wooden surface and Mana blinked slightly confused at the outlined part of land their master had required with defeating Tamil.
"As I said, the travel with Yami was quite fruitful because I have captured and eliminated all of Tamil's followers. Those who thought I was cruel have been made sure to continue to believe that rumour whilst I had the time of my life. Many villages and some cities have burned down to the ground, though those who have suffered under Tamil's reign have been given the necessary needs to rebuild their lives once more. That said, there is nothing I wish to keep of this insect-invested ground. At all", Atemu said and the last words were spoken with disgust before he snorted softly. There was nothing he wanted aside from the criminals who were against him and he was glad he had acquired them. Not only because he would teach them a lesson, but also because the shadows kept pestering him with images of baby corpses either burned, skewered or beheaded and mutilated. It was maddening and even though he tried to make them stop, they simply would not.
"Because I don't want this land, there will be talk with my siblings as to whom I will sell it to. Obviously the highest bidder, though there are restrictions you do need to worry yourselves with. I might even sell it to some no-name Lord and then let my siblings have a go at war with him. But that is for later matters. Currently, I wish to share the lovely gifts I brought home for you", Atemu said and the shadows slithered across the room before dancing around the table. Mana rose her eyebrows in surprise. Gifts? What gifts? She had received only a few gifts in her life, though she sincerely hoped her master wouldn't pull a prank containing bloodied swords and daggers. Even if it was reasonable to believe their Lord was unable to pull any kind of prank.
As the shadows slithered across the table, however, they revealed a large book when they came to a stop in front of Ishizu. The black-haired woman stared at it while gently touching the cover, before she opened it and smiled fondly at the pages. She stroked them, as if they were a long lost friend which she had finally received back. "Thank you, my Lord", were her softly whispered words and Atemu nodded slowly.
"No need to thank me. That book is rightfully yours, as well as Malik's. Use it well", were the tanned man's understanding words, before the shadows came up on the table once more and settled down in front of Mai. "We tried to clean it as best as we could after finding it in the mud, considering it has always been yours to begin with", Atemu continued as the shadows revealed a gleaming silver dagger very different from the ones he would use. The blade was still sharp and the handle was made of finely wrapped leather with the metal ends each holding a small green emerald. Words were written into the the blade and Mana smiled as Mai grasped it gently with a grateful smile. It seemed to mean a lot to her, just like with Ishizu, and the brunette sighed softly at the display of emotions. There was sadness, yet relieve and gratitude, but both women remembered something good from their pasts nonetheless.
Beside her, Malik tensed as the shadows curled around his legs so they could slither on top of the table before they moved towards Yami and laid down upon his lap. The tanned young male stared at the object they left behind, however, as did Mana who gaped at the gift. With trembling hands Malik picked a massive shaped heart made from gold off the table's surface. Carved into the gold was the image of a Dragon in flight and the brunette could guess what kind of heart it was, even though she was unsure on if it was real. Atemu smiled ever so slightly while he watched Malik caress the gift tenderly.
"A Dragon's heart which stands for bravery and courage. I thought it fitting, considering you take care of my creatures with those commendable traits", the tanned demon said and Malik bowed his head as he held the golden object against his chest.
"Thank you, my Lord", he whispered while in awe, though rose-red eyes merely gleamed before they turned to Shizuka. Of course Atemu knew he did not need to buy them gifts, for the women meant nothing to him after all. Yet, after finding both the treasures of Ishizu's and Mai's families, he could not turn up empty-handed towards the other wives. They did serve him well after all... well, admittedly, most of them did and the tanned demon sighed at the notion. Aside from that, Yami had been just as persistent about Mana needing a teacher as the shadows currently were with their requests for a burning baby-empire. Apparently he could not satisfy his own magic, therefore he had chosen to indulge his lover who had been very happy at the time and still was. After all, Mana's magic might prove useful one day if she was lucky to live that long and Atemu could always use any kind of magic. Though agreeing with his beautiful kitten meant he had to gift his other wives as well, even though it was rather silly. Then again, he could not turn up with a gift just for Mana as he barely knew the girl and that would put distrust and awkwardness between the other wives.
Mana could still be shaped to be a good wife, Atemu often mused as he watched Mai smile at the dagger within her hands while Ishizu barely restrained herself as the book laid before her. She had always been the best of his wives, though Mai had done him a service and Yami had sort of convinced him to create a second hunting ground. There would be a lovely lake which his lover had hinted at using for lovely purposes as soon as it had been created. Refraining from chuckling as there had been plenty of those encounters the past few days, Atemu allowed for the shadows to slither towards Shizuka.
"I could not find a family heirloom for you, my dear, but I do sincerely hope you will like these. You can use them in the kitchen as they are fire proof, for they have been woven by Moon spirits and were imbued with a Dragon rune", Atemu clarified, before glancing at his Neko who was caressing the shadows upon his lap. Yami was always beautiful, but he currently had a gleam within his eyes that attracted the tanned demon's attention even more. The pale Neko was proud, happy and content, but there almost seemed to be more to him than just that as he seemed healthier than ever and Atemu was pleased with that.
His thoughts were interrupted when Shizuka gasped softly as she stared at the presented gloves made of seemingly silver thread. The young woman touched them gingerly, as if she was afraid to break them, though the fabric was sturdy and shone with good craftsmanship. The lace at the hem held a beautiful illustration of flowers whilst the thread continued to shine in the light given to them by the burning torches. "I will treasure them, my Lord", she whispered as she stroked the gloves while allowing her stormy-grey eyes to take everything in. Mana couldn't help but admire them from afar, because the gloves were absolutely beautiful and she wondered if Shizuka would wear them while cooking or just at special occasions. Probably the last and Mana smiled at the thought, before gazing at Anzu as the older brunette was presented with her gift next.
Mana had to do everything in her might not to frown as she felt a certain disappointment settle within her when the gift was revealed, especially after the sight of the beautifully woven gloves Shizuka had been given. The jewellery, a pair of earrings and a necklace, presented before Anzu were made of gleaming silver, but not as beautiful as either Mai's dagger or Shizuka's gloves. The blue gems crested within the jewellery were a deep and dark colour, but they almost seemed to lack in beauty, which Mana thought was odd. All of the gifts so far had been either meaningful or beautiful and this gift seemed neither. Yet, Anzu smiled bravely as she touched upon the offered gift.
"They are lovely, my Lord. Thank you", she said with accepting grace and Mana couldn't help but feel for her. Whatever she had done, their master had not yet forgiven her and was showing that through his gift. He probably still believed Anzu was better off in the dungeons, even though she had been really kind the last few days while he had been away. She had often assisted Shizuka whilst the auburn-haired girl was making breakfast while afterwards she would help everyone with their clothes. Mana could certainly say she had more fat on her bones with many thanks to Shizuka feeding her while her clothes had thankfully been adjusted by Anzu within a day's time.
Nearly jumping from her seat as the shadows slithered up her side, Mana trembled as they curled on top of the table while they took all thoughts from her mind. She gazed at the wand they left behind and it was made from something she didn't recognise. The base staff was a light blue colour, with pink lining at the edges before ending in two golden orbs. One of the orbs was bigger than the other and Mana couldn't help but gaze at it solely for she was afraid of breaking it. She trembled and wasn't sure what to do as she admired the gift, for it felt powerful... She wasn't worthy of something like this, was she?
"Considering you have magic, Yami finally managed to convince me we should teach you how to control it without needing the shadows to safeguard everyone who lives in my house. The wand is made to channel your magic as soon as I have found a suitable teacher and yes, Kitten, I told him to consider", Atemu said while he glanced at Yami seated next to him who merely purred in return. His crimson eyes were fixated upon Mana, however, who stretched a trembling hand out towards the wand before her as she didn't want to look ungrateful. Touching it, she felt a warmth glide up her arm, a comfortable one and she handled the object carefully while admiring it from close-up with a kind smile upon her lips.
"Thank you, my Lord", she whispered while greatly intrigued by the soft and gentle feeling of magic coming from the wand. Atemu inclined his head, before he glanced at Yami who was still caressing the shadows upon his lap as if they were the Neko instead. They had settled there quite comfortably, though the tanned demon knew they were very much awake and would protect his lover within a second if necessary. He smiled at the thought and at the sight before him while he took a deep calming breath.
"Before we shall celebrate my return with a proper burning of a few of my enemies, there is a gift I want to grant to you, Yami", he said, which had surprised crimson eyes lock with warm rose-red ones. The surprise was genuine and Atemu smiled as he straightened in his seat because it had been truly a secret. "I was able to bring some catnip home with me, Kitten and it will be waiting in your room", the demon clarified, before he had all eyes on him as he retrieved a graceful golden chain with a rose-shaped red ruby attached to it from the pocket of his vest.
Mana couldn't help but blink in surprise, until she saw Anzu's eyes light up. Was it for her? As an afterthought? Had they all believed wrong? Was Anzu no longer punished for the misdeed she had done? Or was it for someone else? Who though? Who had been able to acquire that kind of reward, because it was far more beautiful than the silver gloves or the family heirlooms. It seemed to shine with affection and tender care, though dark-blue eyes were once again ripped from the carefully crafted jewel when Anzu shifted in her seat... as if she was readying herself.
"As well as this jewel, Kitten, because I want to thank you for your complete and utter loyal devotion to me for the past eight years to this very day", Atemu said as he turned to to his lover some more and smiled as he attached the golden chain to the black choker around Yami's neck. Black ears flattened slightly as his Neko was a little embarrassed and the fluffy tail curled as a small blush spread across pale cheeks. This time, Mana couldn't help her frown as she watched Anzu contain her anger. Was the older brunette jealous? Then again, the gift was not something given between half-siblings, was it? The catnip she could understand, but Ishizu's theory of Yami's relationship towards their master made less sense than ever with the gift of this beautiful jewel. Eight years though... Yami already survived torturous moments for eight years and Mana sighed softly as she suddenly believed the pale Neko deserved every gift in the world.
"Is something bothering you, Mana? Is my gift not to your liking, perhaps? You could always join the celebratory burning if that is more to your wishes", Atemu suddenly said and Mana jumped in her seat again while rose-red eyes gleamed dangerously. No, she didn't want his attention upon her. She didn't want him to look at her, because those eyes made her tremble in fear and they spoke of doom.
"N- No, my Lord. I- I love it, thank you. I was just lost in thought", she managed to reply meekly, her voice quivering as the tanned demon continued to stare at her. Only Malik would look at her kindly, this 'husband' of hers seemed to be unable of any kind of warm emotion. At least towards them.
"Lost in thought?", Atemu questions as he tilts his head with one of his hands upon Yami's shoulder while the Neko was staring at the young brunette with that same eerie look in his eyes. Not for the first time did she believe Yami could be a complete copy to her master if he wanted to.
"Yes, my Lord... I'm not sure if I'll be worthy of your gift. What if I hurt you or others around you?", Mana whispered quickly and it was the only thing she was able to come up with currently. It wasn't a complete lie either, because she was afraid of using her magic. She had seen what kind of destruction it could bring and she didn't want that to the house she could live in almost freely. Her master gave a soft chuckle, however, as if he couldn't believe that were her worries.
"You will hurt no one in this house, Mana. The shadows prevent it and I forbid it", was his answer, his expression dark while he helped Yami from his seat and beckoned the other women to rise as well. Mana nibbled her lip as she remained frozen upon her seat while clutching the wand to her chest.
"But what if I accidentally do? I don't want to someone to die because I lose control", she whispered, which received her a glare from Anzu. Apparently the older brunette wanted to leave for her cheeks were slightly flushed while her blue eyes gleamed with held back tears.
"Don't you dare doubt me", Atemu whispered darkly and Mana bit her lip as she nodded quickly. As the demon walked away ever so slightly, a warm hand squeezed her thigh and Mana stared at the reassuring face of the tanned male next to her. Malik smiled slightly in comfort, which the young brunette was barely able to return because she didn't feel so good. She could hear Atemu snort, however, and quickly Mana rose from her seat to stand in attention while holding the staff even closer to her chest.
"The shadows have made it clear everything is ready for the celebratory burning, so we shall join them. Follow me", Atemu declared with his rose-red eyes lingering upon Malik for a moment, before they swept over towards Anzu. He wouldn't allow her to 'grieve' her loss just yet. Silly, little girl. Who did she think she was? He would have been happy with skipping her, but he had to admit this felt much better. To humiliate her was a new goal in life, though he bristled at the shadows softly while they continued to pester him with the images of burning baby-like corpses.
They were driving him mad and he fisted his hand while Yami walked behind him. The jewel was perfect against his pale white skin and Atemu tried to focus upon that, even though the shadows persistent. He could feel their happiness and excitement as they tried to convey their feelings towards him, but it remained odd for them to continue a request of burning even though he had done so while on his travels. The baby corpses were unsettling as well and even his lover had requested another image for it made him sad. For him, the shadows had changed ever so slightly, before continuing again the following morning. Only thanks to his beautiful lover had he survived so far, for his Neko had tried to help in dispelling the images and Atemu smiled as some 'helping' had been more pleasant than others. Sometimes his lover had willingly been keeping the shadows entertained with hunting, though the love-making had been most helpful as well. Especially because the longer he drew it out with soft and gentle caresses, the better he had slept with his kitten at his side afterwards. Aside from that, Yami had seemed far more pleased with the tenderness than ever as well and the demon would do anything to please his kitten.
When sitting down in his seat, Atemu ordered for Yami to stand at his right side so the Neko could watch the celebratory burning as best as possible and so he had his lover as close to himself as possible. Yet, while doing so, the demon glanced in Anzu's direction once to measure her feelings and he smirked when he could see her eyes were cast towards the ground. Then again, so were Shizuka's and Atemu sighed when he focused back upon the bonfire in front of them. At least some of his wives would sleep as horrendous as he did if the shadows would continue and the thought pleased him somewhat. The heat was making him smirk a little more, for it would be a beautiful burning, and he could see the black tail flick in excitement next to him.
"Begin", he merely whispered, yet, his order was loud and clear. Anzu didn't listen, however, and she kept her gaze focused upon the ground. She had heard him and she could hear the feet drumming against the earthen floor while chains rattled with each step. Her eyes were not upon them, though, but upon the jewellery she held in her hands. The shadows had wrapped them in a box for her and the dark blue cover was equal to the stones within the silver chain and earrings, but even the box was better than the jewellery. Even the velvet inside the box was too good for them because they were a joke. She was too good for them and it made her wonder why had her husband had given her something as measly as this?
Again, the cat had been given a piece of jewellery only she was worthy of. He was given the attention she was supposed to have and Anzu frowned as she looked up ever so slightly. She stood behind her master's seat and glared at the black tail curling in anticipation. It should have been cut off and fed to him when he was born, considering the disgrace he was. No wonder Neko's were cast aside, even their mothers didn't want them and Anzu looked back down at the ground. Her brown bangs covered her face as much as possible while she tried to hide the dark gleam in her eyes from the other wives.
How dare he steal her husband away from her? How dare the other women steal his attention and receive better gifts than her? What did her husband see in them? They were ugly, even more so than the disfiguring scar upon her own face. Only Mai could have been good enough, until the blonde abandoned her to take care of a younger girl. Was that how betrayal truly felt? Was that how her husband viewed the new girls? As a replacement for the old and ugly wives? It couldn't be, she was most worthy for Lady Vivian had said so.
Perhaps her gift would still come? Perhaps he would still come for her when the night had fallen? With gifts that would otherwise make the other women jealous? She had no reason to doubt her husband after all, had she? Yet, the only thing in her way was the cat. Loyal? The thing didn't even know how to spell that world. She would show loyalty while waiting for her master like the good wife she was raised to be. Anzu smiled as she gazed up again and took a deep breath even though that nearly made her choke on the smell of burning flesh. She could stand at her husband's side just as well as the monster. She could endure the screams while her husband would smile with cruel love at the display and she would prove it.
"You are dismissed", her husband said suddenly, however, and he gave only a small sidewards glance to the other women. Anzu held her head high, because she would prove herself even though Mai gripped her arm tightly. "All of you", the tanned demon growled and the eldest brunette followed the blonde woman when she heard the command. She ripped her arm away from Mai as soon as she could though and hissed softly in displeasure, before she marched towards her chambers. She no longer wished for Mai to touch her and Anzu bristled as she closed the door behind herself with force.
Again, the Neko was allowed to stay and Anzu glared at the mirror of her vanity. He would come, her husband would come to her and she would dispel the curse upon him. The cat would no longer be a problem, because her husband would only have eyes for her the moment he was cured.
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Thank you all for reading and if you have the time, please leave a review. Now, I was going to say something, but I forgot... When it will come back to me, I will enlighten you all. The plot thickens and I hope to see everyone back in chapter 11, byebye!