Chapter 42

Eleanor's p.o.v

I quickly stood up from the bed when I heard loud footsteps approaching.

I had no idea who it was but I was hoping it was Ducan.

After helping me prepare, the demon fairies left without a word.

I began counting numbers and letters while waiting for Ducan.

He wasn't going to keep me waiting, that I knew, that's why I felt so calm and relaxed.

The door opened and the demon king walked in and looked at me seriously.

He stopped moving and clicked his tongue then went to the pool taking off his robe.

I turned and faced the other side refusing to look at his naked body.

"I reek of human filth!" He spat furiously then groaned loudly.

I slowly turned and looked at him with a frown. He stood with his back towards me, washing his face.

Were his words directed to me?.

I was the only human close to him and the only one who spent most of the time in his bedchamber.

"Disgusting." He muttered to himself as I felt my heart ache.

I looked at myself sadly then raised my hand to sniff