Few days passed, and Samuel Greville made his way to the village of Cossington in his carriage. He was returning from Tyrell’s kingdom, and instead of going to meet his wife, he went to meet one of his acquaintances.
His carriage came to a halt, and the carriage door was left open. After two minutes, a woman wearing a hood over her head entered the carriage, and she smiled, looking at Samuel.
“Seems like you spent quite some time in the land of Tyrill. You look as good as new,” commented the woman with a smug look on her face.
“Did you get the information, Lilith?” Samuel directly asked her. “Greyson is turning impatient.”
“Greyson is always impatient,” said Lilith while leaning against the seat of the carriage. “I had to go to every soothsayer because the priests rarely leave church, and they aren’t as well informed about the dark angel as the soothsayers.”
“Is the dark angel out?” inquired Samuel, his eyes narrowed when he saw Lilith smile at him.
“No,” she replied with a bright smile, and Samuel turned annoyed. “Frankly, I have my doubts on Greyson if the dark angel will ever come out or not. We don’t know where, when or what it will manifest into. The soothsayers have no information about it.”
“Then keep looking instead of wasting my time,” said Samuel.
Lilith then leaned towards Samuel and whispered, “You should be careful with how you speak to me, Sammy,” she brought her hand forward so that she could run it across his jaw. “If the King ever finds out that his dear brother-in-law is meeting up with a High House member behind his back or worse f.u.c.k.i.n.g women when you’re married to his sweet sister, I wonder how he would react,” she smiled, looking at him with a coy expression.
“Get off my carriage, or I will report it to Greyson on how you aren’t bringing any fruitful results,” threatened Samuel, and the woman’s eyes this time narrowed.
“You shouldn’t think so little of me. You know I am your senior while you are lower in position than me, Greyson would listen to me and not to you. Also, I met a demoness who goes by the name Jennine. She told me she had caught sight of the dark angel, and I have sent the same information to Greyson. I wouldn’t want someone taking credit for what I have found. I will see you later,” she offered him a smirk before getting down from the carriage.
The calm demeanour that Samuel held until now slowly started to dissolve, and his face contoured with anger and he gritted his teeth.
“That little bitch!” he cursed Lilith. He decided to deal with her later.
Unlike Lilith who had come from the place where demons were born, Samuel was a demon who was born in this living world. The demons from the underworld were gifted with abilities while people like him had very little or no abilities.
He was already a few days late in reporting back to the King and Samuel decided to head to the Hawthrone castle. When he entered the castle, the guards were quick to recognize him and they bowed their heads in respect.
Samuel continued to walk in the Hawthrone castle corridors and on the way he found a young woman standing in the corridor whilst she looked up at the evening sky. Because of the different shades in the sky, the woman’s hair looked golden blonde. Her features were delicate and soft. His eyes then scanned her from top to down before his gaze moved back up.
He took a deep scent and his lips quirked up. An elite human in the castle, how interesting. He wondered if he could take a bite from her.
The young woman sighed, looking at the birds in the sky chirping and flying away, and he decided to talk to her,
“They are going back to their nests.”
Hearing him speak, the young woman turned startled, and she looked at him. Samuel had never seen someone so beautiful where he wanted to sink his teeth in her neck and drink the very last drop of blood from her. He bowed his head, “I am Samuel Grivelle. I work for the King,” he introduced himself to her.
The girl looked apprehensive but bowed her head, “Madeline Harris.”
He took a few steps towards her and said, “If you enjoy the sight of birds, the King has his own collection of them in the backside of the castle. I have some of them back at my mansion too.” He brought his hand to his ear as if to play with the silver ring that was in his ear.
Samuel had never seen or met the young woman before, and he wondered if it was possible to woo her to leave the castle and spend time with him.
“I will keep that in mind,” the young woman answered politely.
Samuel took a step closer to her, his eyes fixing on her as there was no one around to watch them, but before he could say something to her, he heard footsteps approaching towards them from one of the corridor’s ends.
An emotion of annoyance passed Samuel’s eyes while he tried to keep the same expression on his face. The King’s dog was here.
Theodore had finished writing the letter that Calhoun had told him to write and send it to the King of Warring. He was on his way to the royal court room to meet Calhoun when he caught sight of the leech that stood near Madeline.
Madeline appeared to be one her guard, and Theodore wondered if Samuel had said something to her that he was not supposed to. Calhoun kept Madeline close to him, and if he found out that a male was eyeing his woman, there would be another head rolling in the court, and Theodore doubted Madeline would be able to digest that many deaths in such a short period of time.
