With a long smoking pipe in his hand, Evandros stared at the man standing before him. The man was wearing a long black cloak with his face covered, only his eyes could be noticed. It was the exact man who was in the inn of the cross-sect squad. "I told you not to show up here," Evandros said, his gaze narrowed and for some reason, he was extremely agitated. "Not to show up? Why are you dragging this out so much? You need to let her escape otherwise your plan will go down the hill, dragging me along." The man said, his voice tense, holding a little harshness in his tone as well."Don't tell me what to do," Evandros said and sat up on the throne, throwing the smoke pipe away in irritation. His brows scrunched in frustration as he stood up from the throne walking towards the man who had the same height as him.He stopped in front of him."The plan will be carried out the way it was planned," Evandros said, staring into his eyes. "But I don't see the plan getting accomplished any sooner,

"W...What are you doing?" She faltered in shock. Her lips parted in shock when the cold tip of the brush caressed her stomach, leaving a wet sensation of the paint behind. She looked down still in shock, he was using brown color on her skin. She looked up at him and shook her head.She was utterly confused.Why was he doing this?A gasp left her lips and she continued to shake her head. Too vulnerable to even struggle. She can't accept how weak she was at the moment. She bit her lower lip and turned her head to the left side, facing the pool, letting him paint whatever he wanted. Her eyes grazed the surface of the pool, steam was rising from it and roses were floating on the pool everywhere, so that's why his scent is mixed with the scent of roses, she thought and kept staring at the pool. She almost arched her back when she felt another cold line of brush caressing her skin, going in different directions and making her flinch, the move felt almost sensual. It was making her feel t

The strong scent of liquor filled the room. With a deadpan face sat Evandros on his throne. His hand resting on the edge of the armrest, his nails gripping the lion's face carved on it. "Why didn't you inform me about her disciples coming to her rescue as well?" He asked, the man standing in front of him arched a brow at Evan. "I'm certain, I informed you about it. Perhaps, you weren't attentive." The man said and Evan scowled at him through his lashes."Anyways, you said they will evade together so they will evade. They are still here, they haven't vacated the clan. They are waiting for the right moment to take Megara with them. Do you want us to resist their activities or let it be?" The man raised a question and Evandros gnawed on his lower lips before finally deciding."Resist but make sure they escape with her. Tighten the patrol in the dungeon, that Evenor is a clever one. He might sense us not taking action." Evan declared and the man nodded. He summoned his talking spiritual

A familiar brown ceiling came into Blossom's line of sight when she first opened her eyes. Her green orbs roamed around, as she absentmindedly stared at the ceiling before realization finally struck her like an arrow and she abruptly sat up straight on the bed. She looked around and found herself in her room. She remembered she was saved by Evenor and her disciples before she lost her consciousness again. Fuck, she keeps fainting. She has gotten so weak. She stared down at her hands, her fingers were bandaged and so was her whole body. She felt the pain oozing out of her muscles. How did they manage to save her? How did Evenor manage to escape? Looks like Helice has gotten better at using her magic. It's been so long since she saw her disciples and Luna...how is she? Where is she? Uncle Zale? Evenor knows about her being Evandros soulmate. Evandros must be aware of everything by now. Looks like he didn't know her disciples were brave enough to get inside his manor and save their ma

The night before the conference.The moon was full and extra bright. After having dinner with her disciples, Megara was on her way to her room. Her mind was in upheaval once again. Evandros must be knowledgeable about the conference. What does he plan to do? He won't sit back and wait for the disaster to arrive at his door.He rather walks up to the disaster.There were fewer chances for things to go smoothly and more chances for things to get messed up. They were doing everything feasible to deter any catastrophe but deep down everyone knew they were standing on the stake of death.Uncle Zale will declare openly tomorrow that he has two stones in his possession. This alone can bring chaos but everyone knows uncle Zale would never do such a thing.Just she feels like she is skipping out on something. Half of the masters in the Sect also passed her looks...saying Evandros would demolish the Sect due to his personal beef with Megara. Of course, no disciple dare even gaze at her but sh