Rosamund didn’t expect Constance to give birth to Laurence’s child. When the time arrived where Markus could ascend the throne, her brother had jumped to grab Calhoun, keeping the boy at his side so that the throne would not slip away from his fingers. When Calhoun was presented in front of everyone, it was like a slap to not just her but also her mother’s face.
As eager as Laurence was to have Calhoun as his wife could not bear a male child, Morganna was upset because she didn’t want the whore’s son to sit on the throne of Devon.
“Why do you even want to know about Constance or our family?” questioned Rosamund.
“Because I am the girl’s father whom you tried to kill by presenting her the cursed chain. I am the Devil you should fear for your life and the sins you have committed against her and my grandson. Vladimir Lazarus, the ruler of Hell in the literal sense,” stated Vladimir, and his red eyes suddenly looked like fire was burning behind it.
Vladimir released Rosamund who suddenly got up from her chair and went to her daughter’s side. The room’s door shut itself close, leaving no chance to escape for them from the Devil.
Fear consumed both the vampiress’s mind, and Sophie, who had been freed from the chair, she got up, and both the mother-daughter moved towards the wall.
The fire in Vladimir’s eyes didn’t disappear, and he stared at them. “Something tells me that you are hiding a piece of vital information. Why do I feel that way? Don’t you love your daughter?”
Sophie shook in terror when Vladimir’s hand touched her head. “I did nothing! My mother orchestrated everything!”
Suddenly the closed windows exploded, breaking and falling inside and outside the room. Wind passed through the open space, and the curtains flew.
Vladimir said, “I just left your brother and mother in the market-place at the mercy of the public. Tell me what is the most precious thing to you, Rosa? Because it doesn’t look like it is your son. Else you would have sacrificed yourself during the court trial.”
“It wasn’t I who put my son for execution. It was Calhoun and the High House members who framed him! I never wanted anything to happen to my children,” said Rosamund, pushing her daughter behind her protectively. “Everyone who witnessed the trial knows how biased the judgement was. Without any solid proof, Markus was labelled to be guilty, when it was Calhoun who was responsible for the murder and other matters.”
“Did he now,” hummed Vladimir. “I heard Markus tried to poison Calhoun. Of course, I will deal with him later, but I am thinking what is the most suitable punishment for you.”
With one single glance of Vladimir at the young vampiress who stood behind Rosamund, Sophie looked like she was in sudden pain and she tried to scream as her face contorted in pain, but with her lips sealed, no sound came out. Sophie stepped away from Rosamund, and her mother looked worried.
“Sophie?!” Rosamund was in panic. “What are you doing to her?? You have issues with me, why are you hurting her!”
In the past, Rosamund had come across some people who had abilities, calling themselves to be demons, but back then she had not believed it. Looking back at the man, who stood in front of her with a peaceful look on his face, she believed this person was indeed a bigger demon than those people whom she had met in the past.
“The pain you have caused me, it is very personal, Rosamund Wilmot. You and your mother threw her out of your castle, but you didn’t leave her be. Your brother has been truthful in mentioning how it was you who was responsible for Constance’s misery after she left the castle,” Vladimir ran his thumb’s nail on his index finger to see blood appear. “Weren’t you the one who sent the men at her? To turn her life miserable so that she never steps anywhere near the castle?”
Rosamund spoke in a rushed voice, “Sophie is innocent! Please spare her life! You can do anything to me-“
“Now that’s the problem. You don’t care what happens to you, but you care enough for your daughter’s life. It is good to know, you have a pinch of consciousness still residing in your mind.”
“Please!” Rosamund pleaded, turning to see Sophie’s lips slowly start to open but it looked like webbed skin that was trying to pull away haphazardly, through which blood poured out that had been contained in her mouth.
“You stole my daughter from me. I don’t see why I shouldn’t do the same to you. An eye for an eye, but then I have the habit of taking something more than the eye,” Vladimir had a lost expression on his face. “Do you understand the pain you have caused me?” The sky had started to turn dark, and Vladimir’s rage didn’t lower down, but it only increased.
The objects and the things in the mansion caught fire, that moved in every direction.
“Please! Please, don’t hurt her for my mistakes!” Rosamund was frantic. Sophie finally stopped spewing blood, and her mouth turned back to normal. Both the mother and daughter held each other, staring at Vladimir in terror. Seeing how Vladimir was still waiting for her to spill the last information, she said,
“I just wanted her gone! I shouldn’t have gotten her to wear it again!” confessed Rosamund with tears in her eyes.
“Killing you would be too simple,” said Vladimir to Rosamund, “Let me open the door to the world that you pushed my daughter into, and see how you survive,” the Devil slowly smiled as the mansion started to burn and the women in the room screamed.
The door made of wood broke down and seeing the Devil not do anything, Rosamund pulled her daughter Sophie out of the house, and they noticed how the mansion continued to burn.
Rosamund saw how every part of the mansion blazed, burning down until it turned to ash. The last remaining of her savings had gone up in flames, and her family was homeless. Similar to the way she had pushed Constance into.
