Vidor's Dream 2

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CHAPTER 15

"Fine then. The very specie you hate, you would only end up falling deeply in love with one and when the time comes, you would feel miserable by your love for her," the lady proclaimed.

"Silence!" Vidor bellowed at her. She was talking nonsense and he knew it.

A wicked smirk appeared on her lips as she chose her next set of words carefully.

"And the moment she decides to love you back, your doom will come."

"I said, shut up!" He stood up in anger and marched towards her with great strides, daring her to utter one more word and she did.

Not just one word, but terrible long ones.

"I curse you, Vidor. You would find love and love that same specie you hate and that particular specie would be your end. Remember, your DOOM!"

SWOOSH!

"I said silence…" Vidor hollered at her with his eyes closed.

"Ah…"

COUGHS!

The lady in question held her throat quickly as she felt warm liquid begin to ooze out from where his cold blade had touched.

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Her eyes widened as she managed to gasp for breath. At that moment he opened his eyes, only to see her own terror written in her eyes.

"Yoouuu…" she coughed out a mouthful of blood and the next thing they knew…

THUD!

She dropped dead on the floor.

GASP!

His eyes opened instantly as he quickly sat up. Chest heaving up and down with beads of sweat dropping from his forehead.

He had his eyes wide open. It was as though he had seen and has been haunted by a ghost, or something.

It took a few minutes, but he managed to calm his fast beating heart and catch his breath. This was something he had been battling for quite some years now.

He took in a deep breath, throwing his head back in the process, willing his mind not to think upon the dream. But no matter how hard he tried, he could still see flashes of the scene.

The worst was when he kept on seeing flashes of her shocked face as she clutched to her neck for life. It was normal to him as he had killed so many people and taken so many lives, causing destruction everywhere but he did not have such dreams.

Her case was different. He kept on seeing her especially when he gaze upon a lady. That was another reason why he hated the feminine gender so much.

They had brought nothing but pain and sorrow into his life.

He pulled the bed covers from off his body and sat well with his feet on the ground and his head lowered into his hands.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" He was pissed. He hated the lady more than ever now. It was more annoying because he would have to see the face of his queen virtually every day. So he was already preparing his mind for the nightmare torture he was going to face.

"Perhaps this is punishment for my sins." He chuckled then raised his head and stood up.

Taking slow but heavy steps, reminiscing about his dream, Vidor's lips curved upwards into a charming smile as he made his way to his mirror in the room.

He stared at his reflection in the mirror and the man he saw wasn't the one standing, but one dressed in an armour with blood stains on his face and a sword raised high by his hand.

Yes, that was what his imagination wanted to see. Hat was his heart cry and yearning.

After some time of staring at the mirror, he smiled again, admiring his lovely abs and perfect muscular chests.

He was a man endowed with beauty and good physique. It was just unfortunately that he did not like seeing happiness in people's eyes and lives as his lacked them.

He took in a deep breath again and then spoke to his reflection. "Even if it is, I would not rest until I have all. So listen to me wherever you are you witch, my conquering just began. Watch and see how I actualize my vision."

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On the other hand, Era began getting accustomed to things in the palace especially after Aeverie explained her schedules for her.

They weren't new but prior, she did not have the time and her mother would not allow her in all meetings.

She had to spy on some of the matured ladies meetings to garner knowledge.

Now, it was her turn and even though she was familiar to things, she wasn't all too familiar. If it were her kingdom, it would have been a different thing but no. This was Etheria and worst, she had so many kingdoms conjured to manage.

Sigh!

Era stretched, ignoring the presence of the minister in front of her. She was tired. It was already day five and she was already feeling it tell on her body.

Besides, it has been three days since she saw her so called husband. She knew he attended meetings in his throne room but anything after that, she wasn't aware or sure.

"Please tell me we are done for today," Era spoke, her gaze now fixed on the minister.

"My apologies, your majesty, but we have only just begun."

"WHAT!"

"Yes, my queen. Seeing as we have not had a queen for years, there are so much work to be done," the minister explained, breaking Era's heart till a question came to mind and she decode to voice it out.

"Fine but one question, who has been handling this issue after the queen's death?"

"Her lady royal. She was there for the queen and king and gave up her services and her life to the palace. I doubt he would have handled things well without her. She was a wise lady and no doubt why the late king entrusted her with such duties. She learnt and grew up with the late queen perfectly."

"I see. Where is she now?"

"Dead."