No Time For Men When My Revenge Is Brewing! Thrown into a loveless marriage with a monster, guilty of being born in the warring era; she was left empty-handed. Era, an enticing beauty with valorant soul. Yet her shattered heart, clouded by hatred, she desired something more. Vidor, the enraged powerful tyrant with a curse. Light emerged in his hell- life in the unimaginably painful way. *********** "Stay away from me!" Era screamed at the top of her lungs as her feet found their lining in retreating backwards till she hit the wall. DEAD END! A soft chuckle resounded in the poorly lit room followed by a bone-chilling voice that seemed to make one's knees buckle upon hearing it. "And why should I? Or have you forgotten that your parents willingly gave you to me to spare their sorry lives and that of your people?" Sobs! Sniffs! "They may have, but it was a sacrifice I chose to pay." "Great. I love that boldness little rabbit, but you belong to me now and that includes all of you." His dark onyx eyes roamed over her body lustfully as his tongue stylishly slid out of his mouths licking his lower lips before covering the little gap between them. "Every inch of you." "NEVER! I... HATE... YOU, MONSTER!!" “Hahaha… Until then. I would wait till the day you beg and want me, my little rabbit." ************* MATURE CONTENT! Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Cover edited by PayalSinghRajput Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa Discord: BaeVida#7167
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CHAPTER 47 – Scolding.
A couple of minutes after Vidor had sent for Caspian, he made his way to his throne room as well. He knew that for him to have his sanity, the least he could do was to caution Caspian.
Not up to five minutes that he arrived at the throne room, Caspian's presence was announced.
"Let him in."
The loud sound of the big door opening resounded in the throne room. Vidor immediately raised his head and soon his eyes met with Caspian's.
Immediately, Caspian rushed inside the throne room and bowed before him.
"Your Grace, greetings, my king."
"Hmm."
"I hope all is well with your majesty?" Caspian asked immediately, trying to bend whatever the situation was to favour him when Vidor saw how concerned he was about his health.
"Rise."
"Thank you, your majesty." He straightened his back and looked up. His eyes held no form of joy but their normal neutral hue.
This way, one could not tell what emotion he felt as his face mirrored that of his eyes. It was one of the things Vidor liked and disliked about him. He knew Caspian was cunny but he was one of his best.
No one could tell his emotions which made him more feared and deadly and was beneficial for Vidor.
But when he too wanted to tread him and could not, Vidor regretted his like for tat attribute of his.
"Even till now, you still do not dare show any emotion before me."
"I am sorry, your grace but a soldier shouldn't show any form of emotion. That is the rule. Service before self."
"But you are a human being."
"I am and my service for you comes before all else. I cannot start showing emotion and lose the standards you have tried so hard to build."
"Is that so?" Vidor asked, standing from his throne and walking down the staircase to the foot of the throne.
"Yes, your majesty. I live to please and serve you and carry on your biding," Caspian added, bowing his head a bit again to show reverence for his king.
"I am glad you feel that way," Vidor added and walked past him.
"My king?"
"Yes. So does this service to me include you killing people without my authority?"
"I do not understand your…"
"Tell me what is hard for you not to understand!" Vidor yelled. "How hard is it for you to comprehend what I just said?"
"Your Grace, I…"
"Silence!" Vidor bellowed at him as he turned around swiftly to gaze at Caspian. Still, he did not flinch but remained firm in his stand.
"You do not know what I am talking about, huh? Might I explain it to you or you would save both of us all this stress and come clean? Is that what you have been doing behind my back? Killing people as it pleases you, without any restraints?"
"No, my king."
"Then why did you do that this time around. What angers me more was that you did not know your place and did it in front of the queen, stating her title was nothing but an empty one. You did not just undermine her but my authority. You abused the power I gave you right in the open. Is this your LOYALTY?!"
Just listening to Vidor, Caspian knew that Era must have come t report him. His veins popped at the corners of his head as he managed to control himself.
'That bloody queen is definitely going to pay for all that she has done. I would ensure she suffers through it all. How dare her to make his majesty question my loyalty?' Caspian thought to himself.
"You still have nothing to say?" Vidor's voice pulled him out of his thought and quickly, Caspian fell to his knees before the throne, with both hands raised in front of his bowed head and held together.
"Your majesty. Forgive me. I made a mistake and should be punished. I am so sorry."
"Hmm."
"My apologies my king. It was not intentional. You know my loyalty is to you and you alone. I do not know what wrong news has reached your majesty, but your majesty knows that my heart is for you alone."
"Words. Mere words, Caspian."
"Your grace, please. You know my heart."
"Do I? When I cannot tell what emotions run deep within you. When a horse refuses to obey his master or be subject to his will, what does one do?"
Hearing Vidor pour out his mind, Caspian forgot about his grace again and just prostrated himself before the throne and began to plead.
"My Lord and King. I lay down my life for you not once, not twice but times without number. If not for anything but for my loyal services to you, forgive me."
"Why should I?"
"I made a mistake. I agree I did but in my defence, I could not stand seeing someone blackmail you nor my daughter. Lying against me is equivalent to lying against the throne. You said so on the day of my appointment. He slandered the throne, so I thought him a lesson in a fit of anger. Forgive your humble servant, my king."
"Hmm…" he let out a sharp sigh and walked to the front of Caspian. He studied the man for a few minutes before finally, he released him. "Rise. I would let this slide today but it should not repeat itself. On no account should any verdict concerning the lives of the citizens of this kingdom be treated without my knowledge. Understood?"
"Yes, sire."
"Good. You may leave."
"Thank you, your grace."
Without another second more, he rose to his feet and hurriedly left the throne room.