Kathy couldn't stop thinking about what she and Dylan did all night. She couldn't just not think about it. The pleasure, not only had she shamelessly do all those things in front of him she had enjoyed it. Was it right? But they were married weren't they right?.
She managed to eat dinner without feeling hot, because Lord even though she couldn't see her face she could have sworn she looked red all night. She missed him. But now things are different. Though he was gone only a couple of hours she couldn't stop thinking about him, couldn't stop thinking about what they had done. Her body was feeling shaky she wondered how he was doing now.
Even as she slept, well she couldn't sleep either. Her heart was pounding as she remembered the tingling sensation she felt between her legs. But soon she fell into a deep slumber.
****
Though Dylan raced out to yelgra, he knew the king would go back to more pressing matters like looking for him. He was sure the king would try to lure him out using every possible method.
He couldn't stay as Damian for long, it was inevitable. Prince Damian got married to a human, humans were forbidden in their realm, Dylan got out and Damian started acting strangely. His father would soon put the pieces together. He needed to act fast.
As soon as he and his men stop at the entrance to yelgra Dylan decided to set camp to catch their breaths first.
" Prince Damian are you actually scared to go into yelgra? the last time you came here you nearly drew your last breath." Drystan mocked
" It is understandable if you're scared, do you wanna wait out here and have us go fetch the tyrant for you?" Orion asked
Dylan said nothing he just dismount from his horse and went to seat on small tree branch waiting for them to set up camp.
" Let just get this over with shall we, why stopping now?" Evan said in frustration, to be honest he was uneasy to go into yelgra. He just wished it could end soon
" You should be thankful that I've decided to prolong your already numbered days, but you're complaining. Ungrateful? Well then if you're ready to go in there be my guest and proceed." Dylan said settling more on the tree branch
The rest of them just gritted their teeth but they decided to set up camp .
Dylan was also reluctant to go into yelgra. Going there won't do him good. The monsters there will definitely sense his hidden energy and aura. Damn king! The first time he went in there all the monsters refused to let him go demanding that he became their king.
He had special abilities, one of them was controlling the monsters in yelgra including the deadly tyrants. Immediately he step foot in yelgra they'll all sense him. But he has to go in there, he sense a deadly energy in there. Something dark and far worse than tyrants.
He had sensed it for a very long time, his presence seemed to disturb them like he was connected to them. Dylan had no idea why monsters in yelgra seems weary of him at the same time protect him and want him to rule them. He could understand them like he was one of them.
He planned to use that to his advantage. He'll find out why they wanted him to be their king later but now he wanted that strange energy. In a dream he had seen the monster in a gate . And that gate he must find!
*****
In a small cottage not too far from the entrance of the Althreaze kingdom, there an old man sat on his wooden chair sipping his tea, when he felt a presence. A presence he hadn't felt in a thousand years.
He looked in shock as he saw Philip first son in front of him. Prince Dylan! Was it an illusion? He was supposed to be dead! What did Philip do again.
This was like a nightmare though he was awake. Why was he alive? He did everything in his power to kill the boy but he was still alive? Why is he so hard to kill.
" Don't look at me like that? I know there's a probably a million questions in your head asking why I'm not dead." Dylan smiled and moved closer to the old man
" Dylan" he whispered in shock." You're not dead?"
" You know even if I don't know anything about emotions and love and all. I could have sworn you must be the only grandfather in the whole world that is desperate to kill his own grandson." Dylan looked at him amused
" You're not dead? How? What did Philip do? That bastard! " The old man had rage in his eyes right now
" Forget about the king for now, you know in all the years I've been trapped in the damned prison I've always wondered few things, how did you know that woman was destined to kill me? You had it well timed and planned I was caught... unaware." Dylan looked at him waiting for an answer
" You know why I had to kill you, you aren't supposed to exist you're too dangerous for this world!" His grandfather shouted in anger
" I don't think that's enough reason for a grandfather to be so thorough to kill his own grandson. It must be the reason that always brought a smile to my face." Dylan bent his head closer to him
" What reason?" He asked looking at Dylan straight in the eye
" You know, do you want me to say it? That I killed that bitch of a wife of yours." Dylan smiled looking at the rage in his grandfather eyes
" You killed your own grandmother and you don't even feel remorseful how could I let you live. She showed you so much love and care, she believed you could be saved but you killed her proving that your case is hopeless." His grandfather Simon said
" Don't look at me like that, she was so annoying trying to make me like colors and all. But your son outdid himself he still kept me alive all these years even though I had killed his mother." Dylan laughed and stood straight
" You came here to kill me for finding the woman destined to kill you?" Simon asked. How could such a heartless and cold person be allowed to live? Usually he would have been proud, his first son child was powerful and strong. Cold and ruthless, but the child whom he had been proud of was possessed by evil itself how could he have let him live.
They had done everything thing they could to save him but the spirit had been in him since he was born. It was impossible so they tried to make him contain the spirit he was powerful enough to. He could have contained it and buried it within him, but he was still a killer all through. He just loved to kill people
It gave him some sort of pleasure, until he had crossed the line and went ahead and kill his grandmother. Then Simon knew there wasn't any hope for Dylan and the prophecy would definitely come through
Well now he was seeing him alive it was bound to come to pass!