Prologue
On the bright side of life
A lady in black
Mission Impossible
A ride into the darkness
Madam, are you okay?
A wonderful evening
Home of the devil
Gold is all you need
Be careful little devil
A night full of adventure
Mouse au chocolate
Be my wife
A day of glory
A final trip to love
Conditions
A night full of adventure
Days are short, nights are long. That devise is now fullfilled. As I want go sleeping - alone without Veronica - a servant tells me to come into the throne room. Obviously I can't neglect my duties in order to do something more helpful, so I must go the whole way back.

Through the entrance behind my throne is a good way to proof my abilities. I need always to be the upper hand, because I am the natural leader.

Respect and fear is all you need to survive in hell, it is the survival of the fittest. I make a nod to the kneeing man. He stands up and I demand the cause of his late visit.

The decoration in my room is great, but his declaration of a fall is the whole opposite.
"My King, my binding to Lady Raven was seperated. I don't feel her anymore, so I must consider: She is dead. Should I do start a search after her or doesn't make it sense?" The man in front of me makes me truly angry. If I were a human, I would have got a bad headache.

"My dear Lord Zian, do what is necessary to find her or her corpse. We need to testify the cause, why you are seperated from her. We do must find hints to execute her murder. Only that will be a rightful way to take revenge."
The man's sweat is becoming less as I support his words. He is nodding and goes to his knees, after that he turns around to exit the room. I can understand him, because such a delict is a offer to war with the devil. And I take everything in that cause as a provocation, unless somebody has a other meaning.

Now, I don't want to sleep. My bed is to small for my tasting, cause I am moving around like a crazy hound. So I am lying in my domicil and watching the door. It is really unnerving to do something so simple.

As I am hearing unnatural sounds from the room next to mine, I open the door, which binds my privat sector to hers. Now, it is deeply necessary, only her state of health must be controlled.

I wonder why she makes so misced sounds, like a wild cat. I am suprised to see her sleeping, but moving around like a tornado. What should I do?

Slowly going to her body, I expect the worst. My feets are slightly touching the floor, never to loud. I would not - under any circumstances - think about to wake her up. I am normally very helpful, bit I don't commit suicide.

I am sitting me on her bed, watch her arms and legs flying and catching only the air. Actually it is pretty damn funny. Under any other conditions I would have gone out of the room, if I see her alive. But I am to interested in the whispers, she let go.

"Let me go. Damn, Lucifer take your hands from my intim parts."

© Keira Fight,
книга «Dance with the Devil».
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