The demon in my way

The warning was as clear as day as the fierce winds raged aganist time thrusting dust all over in the palpable desert, the vision across this magnanimous land had been blinded as the storm approached carrying along it whatever it could.

A frustrated roar erupted at the same magnitude as the storm and deep down in the depths of the caves of the desert beyond human knowledge where no soul lived to tell the tale lay a youngman.

His chest was bare and only the shredded pants that covered his modesty hung low on his bony body. His black hair so long and lifeless that it touched the ground in pools of itself, his face though pale was work that heaven itself was proud of and his demeanour as calm as the sea.

He had been chained up in chains of smokeless flames that kept him in place, ugly scars were all over his chest where the chains held him and his wrists were in a far worse condition.

He had been here for a while!

The rumbling from above him caused him to lift his head, opened his deep blue eyes that had lost their glow to look at the sand wall above him. A sigh escaped his scraped lips and he mumbled to no one in specific, his breath coming in short and shallow almost unnoticeable. "Finally!"

Soon, light steps could be heard from a distance that was too near yet so far. A sweet breeze wafted through the dungeons that hadn't been opened in the longest of time and it carried with it a familiar scent which graced the chained man's chapped lips with a smile.

When the steps came to a halt, the deep blue eyes looked through the fading eye lashes to stare at the person before him. It was an elegant man six feet tall, jade like face, thick eye lashes, pointed nose, well sculptured jaw, dark red thin lips, golden brown hair gelled back to touch his mid waist and a calm demeanour but the most captivating thing about him was his orange eyes. So dark reminding one of the beautiful setting sun. He was the type of a man that reminded you of an angel, so gentle and graceful. He had two warriors with him

The chained man chuckled harmlessly. "Long time friend!" and he meant it. It had indeed been a long time.

"It's time to get you out of here." replied the orange eyed man.

"Yeah..... I guess."

With a signal, the warriors that had come with him came to the cage and opened it.

The orange eyed man came in and stood before his friend. "I'm sorry I failed you!"

"No need to be sorry. I've actually forgotten everything so there no need for you to be apologetic." It was the longest he had spoken in centuries.

Silence ensued.

"Won't you remove the chains?" his crooky voice echoed in the dungeon.

"Oh sorry. Right away!!" and with a wave of his hand,the chains dispitated into nothingness.

The blue eyed man weakly fell to his knees making him groan in pain.His friend was flastered and rushed to aid him. "A drink would do!" he tried to be funny.

Kingdom of Jaliv, palace main hall.

"Chief, he has been set free!!" said a man with grey hair and a wrinkled face. "Shall we let him return?" He was uncertain.

"Is he with Xafir?" asked the chief.

"Yes. He went to personally free him." replied the grey haired man.

"Let him be. If he wishes to return then he shall!" was all the chief said and turned to leave. His silhouette gave off an aggrieved vibe, he was so lonely.

Xafir mansion.

In a luxurious bedroom lay a motionless figure and if one didn't look closer they'd think the person was dead! But no he wasn't. It was the only thing he could never get unless otherwise. At the left side of the room at the balcony stood the orange eyes man, Xafir, he was lost in his own thoughts but his thoughts too were lost. "You have to eat something!" he was concerned.

"Am too lazy to eat!" replied the man on the bed lazily.

"Zeyn don't be stubborn." Xafir was still calm.

"Don't be a joy-killer, will you! It's been a while since i last slept on such a soft bed. " He murmured spoiled.

Sighing in defeat, Xafir turned to look at Zeyn "I'll be back during dinner. I want you to be there!" he said with finality, leaving no space for negotiation.

"Mmmmm"

"And breathe, don't play dead!" he murmured as he walked out of the room.

"He's no fun!" grumbled Zeyn as he opened his deep ocean eyes and taking in a breathe. It had been six hours since he last had an intake of oxygen. He stayed like that till the sun went to sleep and Xafir returned.

Blinking, he dragged his sore body out of bed before Xafir beat the life out of him and he headed down staircase that was made of purple gems only to be welcomed with an aroma he hadn't smelt in ages. His stomach rumbled to remind him and show his support for the awaiting meal.

"Thought I had to come to collect you." Xafir arranged the table.

"No thanks!" Zeyn took a seat sluggishly. "You cooked?" He asked the obvious.

"No! You did." came the sarcastic remark.

"Hahaha....funny. Your sense of humour doubled in my absence."

"Let's eat.!" Xafir opened up the meal.

"That goes without saying." and Zeyn dived in.

They ate their meal in silence till Xafir opened up again. "What are you going to do now?!" he was concerned. Ever since the news of his release spread, there has been tension through out the 12 lands that some chiefs were already on guard in case. His mate's family even refused to let her return to his mansion because of the presence of Zeyn.

Shifting his attention from his meal, Zeyn smiled. "You don't want me here?!" his tone was filled with self mockery.

"You know that's not what I mean!!"

"But that's the reality." Zeyn knew it but he couldn't blame them anyway. Even he was wary of himself.

"Where will you go?" Xafir was concerned. No chief would let Zeyn stay in their lands lest disaster befall them.

"Don't know but I won't be staying here for long. No one has to feel insecure because of me. I'm a good boy now!" he grinned.

"I can accompany you." suggested Xafir.

"No thank you!!! You'll only ruin my fun." 'Even in my dreams I wouldn't let you. Your such a party pooper'

"Mmm..." His attention was back on his meal.

"Oh! Have you found her?!" That was all his entire being smelt. His mate!!

"Mmmm "

"Congratulations."

"Mmmmm "

"You don't have to cry. I won't forget you, after all you've waited centuries for me." boasted Zeyn making Xafir look at him grimly.

"Don't be so full of yourself!" retorted Xafir and both men let out a hearty laughter.

That's how the dinner of the two friends went and both resigned to their rooms but of course after Zeyn was made to wash the dishes. 'Nothing comes freely when it's from Xafir!'

Laying in his bed, Zeyn closed his deep blue eyes and drifted off.....

Hello guys! Welcome to the litto-ways world!! This is my other book on WEBNOVEL, the second to be more specific. It's a fantasy romance coupled with our modern era.

We shall be switching between time for you to understand the plot better and i assure you Zeyn the ML will not disappoint you at the least.

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