CHAPTER 12: THE VOICE

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Madeline was walking in a line towards the direction of the gate of the palace as they were going to welcome the Lord.

The palace was huge talk less the compound, if one were to walk from the gate to the palace it would take up to 7 to 10 minutes but by carriage it would be around 5 minutes so before the thousand of slaves and servant of the Lord could form a line from the gate to the palace to the Lord's room it was a very long line and not even one slave or servant was left out of the line.

Madeline was one of the last people standing meaning she was close to the Lord's room like they was only a young girl standing in between her and the Lord's room.

Madeline didn't know why she felt anxious to see the Lord, was it because of her hatred towards him or was it something else, why was she so expectant and anxious about meeting the Lord, what was wrong with her.

"Why is he taking so long just to walk from the palace gate to his room, I'm tired of standing here" Katie said in a tired voice.

"You already tired of waiting? has your love for the Lord faded already" Madeline said in a joking manner.

"No I am not tired at all, infact I'm more energetic just hearing the Lord's name" Katie in flustered voice because she was super sure Madeline would tease the living day out of her if she agreed to be tired.

In their midst of discussion they were oblivious to the fact that the Lord had arrived and could hear them very clearly even though others could not he had very sharp ears that could hear from even miles away.

If it was other times he would other for any person that talks about him to be killed but he didn't know why he was so attracted to that voice he could feel his inner demon roaring trying to come out and consume the owner of that voice in his embrace he wanted to have the owner of that voice in his arms while he does devilish things to her as she cries in pleasure untill she loses that enticing voice.

He immediately quicken his steps as he needed to have the owner of that voice in his arms as soon as possible before he lost control and his inner demon completely consume him, this had never happened before why was his demon so hungry and tasty for blood was it because he hadn't taken blood for a long time now, then if that was the case why was it so hungry for her blood that he could feel his entire being vibrating.

"My Lord" he was distracted by a voice coming from behind him, he turned around only to see his right hand man Damian standing behind him with his head slightly bowed down to show respect but before raising it to meet eyes with the Lord"

"They is an urgent matter at the conviction hall that needs your attention my Lord" Damian said.

A smile formed on the Lord's face hearing the word urgent, was it as urgent as his urge to have that girl, no he wasn't sure, he chuckled and said.

"Deal with it"

"The matter concerns you My Lord" Damian said hurriedly before the Lord could leave.

"Me?" the Lord said with a raised brow.

"Let's go" he said with a light chuckle.