Chapter 149

Valerick was nowhere to be found and even though she didn't want to, Zezi started to panic.

Until, she had met Nicholas who told her that the King had to attend to other pressing issues that had more priority than "chit-chatting" with her.

When she asked about Mira's health, he tried his best to seem reassuring but Zezi could see straight through his lie.

Dr. Nicholas didn't know if her daughter would ever wake up.

It was strange. If she really was a vampire, then why was she at the risk of dying without the Volakys venom ever being in her veins in the first place?

This just didn't make any sense.

"She has been starved for too long. Years! I don't even know how she had survived this long. My guess is that she is some kind of hybrid and that other part has been the one keeping her alive, and the overworking has been killing that part of her. That is why she is always sick. It will be a medical breakthrough to get to the root of this."

He had declared in absolute excitement.

"My daughter is not a lab rat."

"I'm going to be seeking answers to necessary questions. I care about the bat but this is a necessity. Besides, it wouldn't need any more needles than the sessions already planned." His voice held irritation already, one that reflected in his eyes, as he tugged on his blue scrubs. "Lady Zezi, how about you make yourself useful somewhere else?" He was already walking past her. "If you'll excuse me, I must attend to Delice. She is still recovering from your daughter draining all her blood."

Zezi's heart dropped and guilt gripped at the strings of it.

Valerick had said she was fine, he said he had fed her some of his blood, as her Sire so she could recover. So Zezi didn't fall into Nicholas' exaggeration trap, however, she felt guilty that she hadn't even gone to see Lady Delice yet.

Lady Delice had saved her daughter, she deserved more than that.

Once she was done with Valerick, she would go and see her.

Since Nicholas hadn't given her an exact answer of where Valerick was, Zezi decided to continue her search and that was when she ran into the devil herself.

The heavily adorned Princess.

Despite the situation in the Castle, Princess Laura still found time to place a golden ring on every finger, filled in her piercings with the right accessories, and managed to adorn her hair perfectly. Her blood-red coat looked nicely tailored and her black leather pants, in combination with that white shirt and boots, would make anyone think she was in a fashion competition.

The Princess was always extravagantly dressed, but right now, that was none of Zezi's business.

With light speed, she tried to shove her hand against Laura's neck and hold her hostage against the wall, but Laura had slipped away at the last second, anger etched into her face at Zezi's audacity.

"Fur bitch!" She spat.

"Are you responsible for this?!" Zezi's words held venom.

There was no one within hearing distance, Zezi was sure of it.

These perks of being Valerick's mate were really starting to become one with her.

"Stop being ridiculous. How much power do you even think I have to pull this off?" Laura scoffed, her claws clicking against the hilt of the dagger that she had anchored to her belt. "I have more pressing concerns, my brother hasn't been inviting me to the privy meetings. I suspect something of importance is going on without my knowledge." She held a finger up, and something in Zezi's eyes flickered when she noticed the slight blood stain at the corner of Laura's lips. "If I am been deliberately left out, then that means trouble for all of us. That is what is important right now, but your birdbrain wouldn't be able to understand the complexity of that."

"Oh, shut that gutter, Princess---"

They heard them, before they saw them.

Soilders.

What were they doing in the Castle? Was there another attack?

Oh, by the Moon!

"What are you doing here? Are you here to arrest her?" The Princess took a step away from the fur creature, watching the soldiers as they moved closer.

"BY THE ORDER OF THE KING." One of them yelled before they got close, enough, as he rolled open a scroll and read from it.

"WITHOUT FANGS OR CLAWS, YOU SHALL COME WITH US."

Laura scoffed, looking at Zezi's heart whose heart was racing a mile. "The execution ground is calling your name."

"PRINCESS!" The guard ended.

"You must be mad!" She snarled at them as they circled her.

"Unhand me! I said unhand me!" She attacked, shoving Zezi aside, and clawing a soldier down to escape.

The scroll hit the floor, blood dripping from it, setting the arrest-resistance magic in motion. The Princess went down the next moment, her claws dragging deep jagged lines into the floor and fighting to breathe even though that was something she had never done and never needed to do a her life.

It felt like something was strangling her.

The uninjured guards picked her up, putting her wrists in a handcuff. Then, they dragged her away while she growled loudly in pain.

No one disobeys the order of the King without facing consequences.

Zezi was left in the wake of the chaos, Laura's words ringing in her ears.

*"If I am been deliberately left out, then that means trouble for all of us."

Quickly, Zezi went to see Lady Delice, but to her surprise, Gwen was there and Delice was nowhere to be found.

"Mistress," Gwen called out, crying.

Crying?

Why was she crying?

"What happened?"

"The King sent his soldiers and they took Sweet Lady Delice away? What could she have done? She can't even hurt a fly, or an ant---" Gwen rambled on about all the things Lady Delice couldn't kill because she was too good and sweet to do so, but Zezi didn't pay that any attention.

Lady Delice had been arrested?! For what?!

She tried desperately to reach into her bond with Valerick again but it was blocked.

Why was he doing that?! He shouldn't be able to do that!

Trouble.

The word rang in her head.

By the moon, there was trouble.

What was Valerick up to?!

"And Sir Oliver was taken away too. He might deserve it, but Lady Delice doesn't."

Zezi felt like her heart had been slammed against the cold hard floor and once again, she heard them before she saw them.

Shadows sipped into the open room and soldiers crowded the doorway.

"By the order of the King, without fangs or claws, you shall come with us, Your Majesty."