The destruction of Avarice

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Nineteen

HADEON'S POV:I stare at her sleeping form, she had almost looked relieved to see me when I entered. I had managed to find this little town only a little over an hour before I had found her. I had put her to sleep when she starting getting hysterical and screaming at me, though muffled due to the cloth acting as a gag. Her dark hair sprawled onto the white pillow creating a beautiful contrast that makes my little angel stand out all the more. Her tear stained cheeks, her plump, dry lips, her slightly knotted hair, despite that, she still took my breath away.What is it about her that has formed such a strong desire to take root within my soul? I continue to stare at her, unable to comprehend what makes her so different? Why? Of all the Women out there, why her? Sure she is more beautiful than any woman I have ever laid eyes upon and yet, beauty has never had such an affect upon me. I thought I was immune to the charms and flirtations of that partic

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Eighteen

HADEON'S POV:Twinkling stars sparkle in the night like scattered diamonds. The moon is full, glowing brightly, more brightly then I have ever seen before. I am sat upon the porch of my small home staring up at them. My mother is inside preparing dinner, which will most likely be another cabbage stew. We've been eating that for weeks now due to our lack of income. My father is still out working, he'll be home soon hopefully. I can hear my little sister singing softly from our bedroom, she sounds like an angel. Everything seems calm and tranquil.A shout echoes through the air as I see my father running quickly from the forest, he looks terrified."HADEON GET INSIDE NOW!!"He shouts, I scramble quickly to my feet just as he approaches and grabs my arm, dragging me into the cottage. Frightened I follow him quickly. He barges through the door, stumbling as he goes. Only then do I realise he's covered in blood. My mother screams a

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Seventeen

HADEON'S POV:Rage. That's all I feel. Pure, furnacing, rage."Ahhhhhhhhhh!!"I screamed, letting it all out. Or at least I had hoped it would relieve me of some of the tension weighing on my body. On my soul. She is gone."GONE!!"I am livid, she dared to escape from my clutches. That stupid witch had assisted her in her escape. I sensed her using her powers in the castle and found her exiting a hidden door behind a hideous tapestry. No matter, I've had her locked up and tormented now for hours on end. I've sent my men to find my little kitten and bring her back to me alive. Then when she returns she can witness what happens to those who dare to disobey me, that witch will be used as an example that will embed itself into her mind, I'll make sure of it.A loud knock echoes the throne room."Enter!"A soldier enters through quietly, each step is forced and hesitant. His fear mixes ba

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Sixteen

ANGELINA'S POV:As I exited the hole, I was met with little brightly coloured birds fluttering past me. I searched my surroundings keenly, listening quietly for any sign of anything that might be a threat. Yet the only sounds to reach my ears, were the chirps of the birds and the thundering roar of the waterfall. I was about to undress out of my nightgown, which was once a pure white, is stained with dirt and blood. Blood from where I must've cut myself from all the constant stumbling I managed to accomplish in my escape. There was a slight tear around the area where the blood was seeping through, I lifted my dress to inspect and found a small but deep gash had cut into my left hip.Ignoring the slight sting it gave me, I lifted my nightdress over my body and folded it neatly on the ground. I quickly began to shift, the resounding cracks of my bones breaking and reforming were drowned out by the powerful voice of the waterfall. Soon I was sta

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Fifteen

ANGELINA'S POV:I've been sat here staring blankly at the door since he left the room. The reality of everything that has happened over the past few days is overwhelming my mind. I don't cry, I just feel numb. Why is the world so cruel all of a sudden? What have I done so wrong to deserve this? What have my parents done? We lived in peace for so long only for everything to be turned upside down. I know I have no choice but to marry Hadeon, even if I hate him for threatening my parents and for forcing me into this. He did save me once and avenged me so I am ever so slightly hopeful he does have a kindness within him, even just a little. Though judging by his words earlier I am incredibly doubtful.As I was immersed in my thought my door opened quietly and my maid, Elizabeth stepped in. She looked incredibly nervous and when her eyes landed on me she looked at me with pity before approaching quickly."My lady." She curtsied gracefully. "We need

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Fourteen

HADEON'S POV:I storm out of the room, I can't be in the same place with her any longer. I had spent a few hours with her fast asleep lying beside me, she looked so ethereal laying there, her dark hair sprawled over the white pillow. Her long eyelashes rested delicately on her cheekbones. Her cheeks held a tint of rosey-pinkness. She looked so peaceful and calm, so serene. She almost made me forget everything when I looked at her. She was refreshing to my eyes an escape I never thought I would crave. But what am I escaping from? I felt suddenly tired, not physically though, just tired. Tired of this world. Tired of my life and it's countless struggles. Everything seemed so bleak in comparison to the view before my eyes, even what used to give me such pleasure seems to melt away to nothingness as I gaze at her beautiful face.As I continued to watch her I notice her features suddenly change, she's smiling but that smile switches to a look of horror almost as qu

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Thirteen

The destruction of Avarice   Chapter Twelve.

HADEON'S POV:The cold is coming. The air is misty, like a cool white smoke that lingers in the air instead of floating to the sky. It haze's my vision as I scan the garden keenly. I noticed Angelina seems to enjoy spending time here, she would try to come out here at each and every opportunity she got, I understand why. Even with the bare trees and ground it still holds a kind of magical beauty. Like my Angelina. Her beauty does not seem to diminish even when bruised and beaten, it only seems to grow. Her eyes are what hold the essence of her beauty, her soul. Even though I've spent such little time around her, I know for an absolute fact that If I were to spend a minute more I'd lose all control. I have to keep her away before she grows on me anymore, I'm already delaying hurting her parents because of her. I can't explain it, she's diminished the hatred that's been festering for years and I hate that. I hate her. I hate her but I want her and this is the dilemma