The Bride of the Would-be Demon King

ver down below. It felt like she has lost all her will to live as the water drove

at she was with someone. She frantically swam

mes before she had spotted a plant root sticking from amongst the rocks. She reached her arms to it

Luckily, she was able to spot his cape bobbing from the surface of the current, before coming down again. Without further ado

a scanned him. Quickly, she checked his pulse and his

be. "You cannot die yet! You haven't suffered enough!" Still, there was no sign of breathing. Shia proceeded to part his lips, and she puffed in a full gust o

ou killed my family!" Shia remarked as she g

ughing out some water out from his lungs. Shia heaved a sigh of reli

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r childish voice filled the air.

why aren't you answering m

ing a peek on what he was doing. He had made it a habit to always bother him out whenever he reads. Sometimes,

wanted from his servant?" Langrion replied while making an elaborat

angry!" Danterion said as

it?" Langrion

und himself looking at the twenty year old face of his beloved brother. But it didn't

d father!" He said with a twisted scowl in his fac

ice said. "You cannot die yet!

looked like an angel that had fallen down from heaven. It was a remarkable sight. She was coming down on him in slow motion. "Y

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round his head, and she found out that he was burning up with fever. Shia looked around and saw a small cave at the edge of the river bank. Sh

began undressing the boy. He had so many layers of clothes on that it became such a tiresome task to undress him. As she reached the final articles of his clothing, Shia noticed the chiselled muscle of his arms and chests and his lo

t. The vines did a very fine job. The blanket was thick enough to cover two people for the night. Shia began to swear in her head as

aming herself for her foolishness regarding the blanket, Shia huddled herself close to the f

face. There was a big crack in the middle of the mask, though, and Shia could tell that the mask had taken so much more beating that it should. She suddenly remembered how the man inquired for hi

rmarks had been, and only one side of the note w

You could not be that

etters "Edel" but the rest were in such a conspicuous

denly, she heard the man beside her stir, and she jumped a little. It would be bad enough to be caught reading

he was still burning up with fever that seemed higher than before. Shi inspected the man's wounds, an

r mind and asking the ground to bring forth these plants from below the ground. Slowly, the plants began to flourish. Shia aske

d been months since she used it, and she was too tired from all that had happened that day. She

his head with a piece of cloth to lower down his fever. As the night deepened, Shia herself began to feel tired and weary, but the man continued to moan and toss violently in h

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ot to die. At times, he would see the angel wiping his forehead with a cloth, and then kissing him once again in his lips. If th

faintly burnt scent of wood and medicine. He felt confused. Where was he? Why was he here? He pushed the heavy blanket away, and saw that h

s hand was the silver-haired angel he