5. Letup

On the land of a mountain in Winsnland where air also gets quake to reach, two men were standing in front of each other firmly as if today, they would kill each other. Darius Simard was scrutinising Henry Won with his sharp blue eyes and Henry Won was glaring at him angrily with his dark eyes.

"Why did you come here?" Henry Won started the conversation.

"I had given you the answer for the attack you had on me, but I have come to answer the attack that you wanted to do on my wife." Darius Simard was serious.

"Wife?" Henry Won's scary laugh echoed in the valleys.

"Do you have a husband and wife relationship in your community?"

"Don't talk about it." Darius Simard glared at him.

"Why? Because you have been expelled from that community, therefore?" He chuckled.

"No one has expelled me from that community. I have left it." Darius Simard was taut.

"Because you didn't have powers like that fraternity?"

"I do not want to shed the blood of weak and worthless people." He gritted his teeth and roared.

"Is this a reason?" Henry Won raised his eyebrows and asked with a stake.

"And could there be some other reason?" Darius Simard chuckled.

"You cannot turn your back on your reality and existence no matter who you have left."

"What you are up to?" Now, Darius Simard did not want to stretch the conversation.

"I want to remind you friend who you are." Henry Won smirked and flew high to attack Darius Simard and now the battle became furious between the two as they both were strong and terrific with their skills. In that secluded valley, noises of punches, swords and kicks were being resounded and each object of nature was watching this war seriously but they were not leaving each other. Eventually, Darius Simard overtook Henry Won on the ground and set the tip of his sword on his neck as if he would kill him right now.

"This is an ordinary sword and my death is impossible with it." Henry Won wiped the corners of his lips which were bloody and smiled with pridefulness.

"It could have been my sword too but this time I am warning you to stay away from that woman." Darius Simard looked at him with his sharp and deserted eyes.

"And what if I couldn't stay away?"

"So I will be forced to use my sword, from which no powerful living in this world can survive." Darius Simard glared at Henry Won as if he was warning him and threw that sword away then walked away. Henry Won smiled sarcastically and looked at his strong back.

"Years have passed but still can't beat you… I am waiting for that auspicious day when the sword will be in my hand and its tip will be on your neck." Henry Won's chest was painful and his eyes became fire.

After Darius Simard left, Jane Dover could not sleep again and she went to the big skylight of her room from where nature used to peep at her. She was unknowingly sad and feeble as she suddenly recalled her stepfather's warning. She was not married to Darius Simard to spend her life with him. The marriage had only one purpose and that was the brutal death of Darius Simard. But even before his death, there was another challenge and that was to give birth to Darius Simard's child. Although this work had become very difficult for Jane Dover, because the man she had married was a man full of lust, after marriage, that person became peculiar, in whose eyes instead of lust, the affection for Jane Dover was plunging. He had not even touched her like a husband yet, so how could she even try to have a child with him?

Jane Dover sighed sadly and hugged her chest tightly as the wind was cold. Far on the horizon, the red sun was closer to the green earth to kiss it just as Darius Simard used to look at her closely. She did not know why her heart used to race whenever she thought about him or in his presence. Beyond all these realities another reality was piercing her heart every moment after marrying him.

Her tired eyes fell on the familiar man who had just entered the castle while riding hoarse. His physique and height were similar to Darius Simard but he used to look more spoiled. His riding skills were amazing and she could predict his bravery and magnetism from it. Just then, he raised his head and looked at Jane Dover who was standing on the top of the castle on the balcony and staring at him. As soon as she saw him, her heart started beating hard and she could not control the movement inside her. Before she could go back to her room, the horseman had entered the palace and she sighed with ease.

"Three women are suffering from cholera in Women's castle. It is not good for you to go there."

Darius Simard, who was walking towards the levee hall, stopped after hearing Morries.

"Women's palace? I didn't even go there after returning from the war and also didn't call anyone here."

"I am sorry, Prince. But it is my duty to inform you."

It was hard for Morries to believe Darius Simard's statement regarding the women's palace.

"Go and make arrangements for their treatment and ask the rest of the women to return to their kingdom."

"What are you saying?" It was a dream for Morries.

"Whatever you just heard... That's what I said." His smile was scarier.

"But…" How could he let those women leave whom he had brought here for his entertainment?

"Such women do not have homes."

"Make arrangements for those who want to go and arrange respectable work for those who do not want to go." Darius Simard left with his dark aura and Morries kept looking at his back for a long time in surprise.

"Surprise, Surprise, Surprise…"

Morries turned back and looked at the man who had sin smile on his dark lips.

"Prince Vrinda." He paid the owner to him and bowed. Vrinda Simard looked with a sarcastic smile in the direction from where Darius Simard left.

"I am surprised he can live without those women." Vrinda Simard spoke in his hoarse voice and Morries looked in the same direction.

"He had asked me to let those women go."

"I heard it."

Vrinda Simard smiled at Morries secretively.

"He has changed." Morries had noticed this forte.

"Maybe it's because of that beautiful woman."

"I don't think so." Morries seemed sure.

Vrinda Simard looked at him with interest as if he wanted to know the things.

"He had married her only to sleep with her and when he will be satisfied, he would include her in those women as well."

"But now he has destroyed that market himself."

"After the destruction of the market, now I do not know what will be a more severe torture for her!"

"I feel sorry that I could not go to war with him." Vrinda Simard sighed deeply as he wanted to know why Darius Simard had changed after returning from that war.

"I also feel sorry that instead of fighting with them in the north, I protected the area in the south." Vrinda Simard could not believe that Darius Simard would return safely from that war. He was not a great warrior. Also, the hope of his survival was demolished when Darius Simard himself asked Morries to take care of the southern region instead of the north as he wanted t go over there alone. But to everyone's surprise, he came back just in ten days. Moreover, he triumphed.

"You have to obey his orders." Vrinda Simard smirked.

"He is the representative of Winsonland, you also have to obey his orders." Morries was direct which made me feel Vrinda Simard awkward.

Morries bowed his head and left from there. Vrinda Siard was feeling like a fool as he underestimated Darius Simard and let him go alone on the battlefield. In the end, he did not die.

"What are you looking at?"

Jane Dover shifted back suddenly and looked at the handsome young man in confusedness. The sky was filled with colourful stars and the moon was bright and favourable. The air was cool on the top of the castle and she was feeling extremely relaxed. But when his voice collided in her ears, she came back to her senses.

"I was…" She could not explain how happy she was after being here and lowered her eyes as if she had done something wrong.

Darius Simard chuckled and came closer to her then held her chin to look straight into her innocent eyes.

"Prince…" She did not know when she called him but he raised his eyebrows in interest after hearing her.

"Call me by my name." His voice was seductive.

"I can't, Prince." She lowered her gaze and he withdrew his finger from her chin.