Author's POV.Zora and Lucien smiled immediately, the doctor said he didn't know how to make the antidote, the satisfaction of their plan made them smile inwardly.The poison worked and now there was no way the doctor could make an antidote for it. Everything was going well as planned and they were so excited, thankful for the witch that hid their real faces and also created a poison that would be hard to get an antidote made them happy.They hid the glee they felt in their hearts as they watched Damon and the doctor talk about the antidote that won't be possible to make.Damon paced the room, his mind was blazing, it felt like everything in the world came crashing down, he tried to ignore the pain in his chest, the sting on his hand but he still couldn't stop."Why can't you just make an antidote for her?"Damon growled, he couldn't imagine a world without Elora in it, he couldn't stand the thought of not being with her. He wanted more than anything to protect her and to give her a fu

Author's POV.Dexter scoffed after being shocked for a while, he raised his eyebrows as he eyed Martha suspiciously."Why do I feel like you're lying to me?" He asked, he stopped her from speaking immediately she wanted to explain."I don't just feel like you're lying to me, I think you're lying." Dexter straightened, shaking off whatever shock he felt earlier."I promise I'm not lying, I've never lied to you, I always report truthful incidents to you." Martha sighed, she didn't understand why he didn't believe her.Dexter nodded, his eyes still on Martha as he tried to think if she was lying to him or not, he smiled after a while, he knew she wasn't lying, but it felt true because she has never lied to him.It made him glad to know that he wasn't the only one who hated Elora, it felt like a dream come true to him."I'm not the only one who hates her." He began laughing, "It's so wonderful to see that I have someone who hates her as much as I do.""Do you have any idea who it is?" He

Damon's POV.I walked to the kitchen barely able to restrain my anger, but only by sheer force of will, I could feel a headache coming and my temper frayed with it as I opened the door to the kitchen.The maids watched me, some already showing their nervousness."Good afternoon Beta." The chief maid greeted me, and I turned to her, nodding.I glanced around the kitchen looking for things I would use to make Lunch for Elora.I was so caught up in my thoughts that I almost didn't see the chief maid watching me with curiosity. "What are you doing,Beta Damon?" She asked softly."Cooking for the Luna." I replied, my eyes searching the kitchen.When I turned she said in a quieter voice. "You can't do that."She shook her head as I carried a little bowel looking for ingredients to cook for Elora."It doesn't work like that." I looked at her confused."What do you mean?" I frowned . "Why not?"Suddenly, all the maids knelt down, the chief maid did so as well, making me step back in surprise.

Zora's POV.I stared at the maid from head to toe, confusion evident on my face. I didn't understand what she meant by someone who was sharing the same vision as me, I didn't know what she meant and right now she was pissing me off by ruining my dinner.She didn't answer me for a long time before she finally responded in her soft voice, "It's not that easy," she explained, trying her best to speak quickly."If there's anyone here who needs an offer, it's you, you're just a maid, you can't just barge in here and say rubbish I don't understand." I tried to keep my patience but I really wanted her to leave."You're a maid, you should be respectful." I yelled, getting more impatient and angry.Her mouth opened slightly, as if in disbelief and surprise, and then bowed slightly.My eyes narrowed, "What?" I asked, feeling irritated."I'm sorry if I came off as rude and disrespectful." She replied calmly."I didn't want that to be the impression I gave off, I heard the discussion both of yo

Martha arrived at the palace and went straight to the kitchen as if she was one of the chefs.As she alighted inside the kitchen, she was welcomed by a dozen chefs all cooking something different and minding their business.Martha scratched her hair nervously and bit her lips, thinking of how to start a conversation when a voice brought her in."Um...sorry, do you need something?" One of the chefs questioned, staring closely at Martha."Um, hahaha, nothing, I just loved watching how you guys perform miracles, I mean, from just mixing a lot of ingredients to having the results of the best tasty foods." Martha chuckled, which appeared fake."Thanks but if you don't need anything, you are not allowed to be in here because you are not one of us." The chef said again."Oh, yeah, yeah." Martha giggled."By the way, what are you guys doing after this?" Martha inquired whining her teeth."We are to deliver the food to the dungeon."She answered."Aww, you guys are doing a nice job, I would lo