Chapter 39

**Tzalmon Point of View**

This woman is frustrating!

Again and again, every moment I talk to her, she keeps reminding me how frustrating she can be. It's like she doesn't care about anything and she doesn't care if I'm at the top of the food chain and can actually swallow her.

Why is she like this?

A woman should be docile and demure. A woman is most beautiful when she is obedient.

Although Eblilis stubborn nature is interesting; by no means is it enduring.

"You don't need to. We will be fine without you." She spat, stepping inside the carriage without giving me another look.

"Either I will be travelling with you or you will not travel by road at all. Choose." I'm so done with this.

No matter what I do and how accommodating I become, all her eyes have for me is hate. Funny thing is, I never, even for a fleeting moment, saw a glint of admiration or attraction in those dark pool of eyes.

I'm the most handsome man in kingdom and one of the most good looking man all the high ranking races. When even women from other races covet me, Acacia Dawn Winters has never given me any signs of liking or desire.

On contrary, she just doesn't care. She seems to not care about me or my position or my looks. Everything I do or everything I don't do makes her frown in disgust.

A person who is destined to lift the curse of my people and become a thread of hope, she is so against me and my people.

"I choose going without you. I rather dig an underground cave for years and go by myself than spend weeks of journey with you in the same carriage. You are the mighty King so take your chauvinist self to the people who want to roll along in the same puddle." She said from inside the carriage not even caring to lift the curtains up or come out and say it to my face.

My hands balled into fists when I took deep breaths to control the raging temper. If it were someone else, I would've tortured her, not letting her die or letting her live.

Eelk and Circe who were close to the carriage heard what she said and did not show any reaction. However, I know by the slightly shivering limbs that they are scared and scared for Eblilis life.

Gritting my teeth, I closed my eyes for a moment to stabilize my temper before I stormed into the carriage. A few moments of silence later, I opened my eyes and released my hands from the tight ball of fist.

One look at both Eelk and Circe, they understood and moved a few steps away from the carriage out of hearing range and I climbed in to have the same talk for the good knows how many times I had in the past couple weeks.

As if she expected it, she was very calm when she saw me inside and even placed Igses in the inbuilt crib she made inside the carriage.

Sitting down opposite to each other, while I'm a raging bull, she is like a silent crab. I looked dead into her eyes to see, what her thoughts are but like always I couldn't.

While I could see everyone's thoughts and emotions, she is the only one I could never perceive at all and it was the first time my ability read minds did not work.

Eblilis whole self is like an antidote of my nature.

"After doing so much for you and after being so obliging, why do you hate me?" Just as my words came out, she snorted, looking at me in ridicule.

"Obliging? Your shamelessness is beyond the level of comprehension. Tell me, did you oblige because you feel it is right or because you need to?"

"Why of course I need to." I answered right away and the aura of hate around her intensified.

"You lured me to this place, forced me and impregnated me and got a child from me is because you have feelings for me or is it because you need to for you own reasons?" She asked, pinning me with a contemptuous glare.

Looking dead into her eyes, I gave her my answer without a doubt because I am not wrong in what I dis. "I had my reasons. My people, my kingdom should revive back and I don't regret what I did."

"You sometimes showed yourself in my dreams to talk with me, why didn't you show yourself in the beginning, explain everything to me and seek my permission for this? It would definitely take time but why didn't you try?" And I did not say anything.

Not because I have nothing to say but because she wouldn't like my reply.

Honestly, I didn't care about it. All I wanted was the curse to be broken and the kingdom to be revived back.

And so, I didn't care to have a discussion with a small human. I'm the Monarch of Dr'helellis. A deity of spirits and souls.

"You didn't care, did you?" She spoke and by her tone, she wasn't asking. She was declaring. "And you say you are obliging."

"Just because I did not accept your terms, you are jumping like a cockroach on hot pan while you wronged me so deeply again and again and you say I should go along with your ideas?" She snorted and I gritted my teeth and taking in what she was saying calmly.

"You do not feel any positive affection for me and frankly, I don't care about it. But this little guy, who you call you son, is nothing but another chess piece to you. Only, this chess piece is a premium one since it is of your own blood and flesh. When you even calculate pros and cons of your son and make an analysis of how useful he could be, you think my hate for a selfish rotten thing like you is without a reason?" An absolute feeling of disgust hit me from her. Her aura towards me contains nothing but hate and disgust and I don't know why I felt helpless in my heart.

"He is my heir. Having expectation on him is given." I spoke in a clipped tone, briefly glancing at my son.

"Exactly. To you, he is your heir first and a son later. You don't even have a brain to use it correctly; your heart is rotten and corrupted; you think I would want to go anywhere with you? You say it is for my safety that you come along? I say, I and my son are safer away from you. You are the root cause of every bad thing that happened to me and that will happen to me and my son in future. You are a deity? What a joke. You an evil spirit that can only give sufferings and nothing good comes out from you. Get out and go roll in muddy water with someone of your kind."

The deepest and darkest part of me triggered and my anger knew no bounds as soon as her words reached my ears.

How dare!

How dare she is to insult me!

A mere mortal, a human who is inferior than a mosquito in my kingdom dared to spout out such things.

My hand automatically reached out and wrapped around her neck, intending to squeeze life out of her. I was so furious, so overwhelmed by the murderous feeling that all my senses only want to kill her and the rational part of me is confined somewhere.

Squeezing her neck, I growled angrily, the air around stopped at my command making it suffocating for the human before me.

I was expecting her to plead for mercy cry, wail and apologize but what I got made my mind go rabid with rage.

She frowned in pain but still looked at me with a sarcastic sneer. Her face was now pale as if she was emptied out of blood. She did not fight nor cry for mercy and continued to look at me with profound contempt and disgust.

Such overpowering contempt caused a twinge of pain in my heart.

And when I couldn't help but squeeze her neck with my full strength and end her life, the strength inside me suddenly started to plummet and hand that was holding her neck started to ache.

A powerful force came against me, draining me of my strength followed by a loud wailing from my son. Looking down at my son who was quite and playing to himself until now started to cry loudly as he wiggled restlessly in the small crib.

Although the force that was draining my strength was nothing something that go against me, it was still powerful enough to make me loosen my hand around Acacia's neck. She coughed out loudly and sat down gasping for air.

Only when I got away from her and took a few steps back did the force that was stepping down on my strength retreated.

An invisible shield covered her immediately and soon my son stopped crying after Acacia took him into her arms.

"Get out." She said in a low but in a firm tone.

"You are not worthy of being a father to such a good child."

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