The Demon's Soul

"Three more," his driver replied as other gunshots were heard.

"And it’s zero," Luke said killing the last one.

Once all the crossbreeds were dead, Jack had gone in Canrarts car, leaving Luke and me in the other car. The back seat was covered with tiny glass pieces. The rain had stopped now and I pulled down the window for air to pass in. The silence was awkward as we drove to the gate and it was going to take twenty minutes more.

Luke was a strange person. He gave a vibe of laid back person but somewhere I knew he wasn’t so. He would smile sweetly sometimes it was an unnerving smile that wrecked your nerves. Even though he was elder to Canrart by five years, he had passed on the throne to his younger brother. I felt that both of them were trying to get out of the responsibility by pushing it on each other.

"Do you miss him?" Luke asked me casually and I felt my stomach drop at the unexpected question.

"I don’t know," I replied softly and it was the truth, "I don’t know if I should feel sad about what he did or angry," making me smile sadly.

"That’s a vague answer, Lillian," he said, "Did you love him?" he asked me and I stared out of the window.

"We never exchanged those words. I liked him and he seemed perfect-" I was saying before he interrupted.

"Perfect in the sense when he came to your rescue in the theater?" he asked me slyly and my head snapped in his direction.

"H-how do you know?" I asked him wide-eyed.

"I was there when it happened," he confessed, "Canrart had asked me to talk to Regorzil a month back. It was a coincidence that I saw you in the theater, the human world can be quite boring but then theaters are the best. You get the freshest blood available there," he said as though it wasn’t a big deal.

"Oh," was all I could say.

"I would have ripped the boy’s heart out there if it weren’t for your boyfriend not that I didn’t later," he said with a sly smile.

"Why?"

"Hmm?" he looked at me, "Why I ripped his heart out?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Making the story short, once your parents got to know about your soul they told it to the kings. Canrart couldn’t make it so he sent me to talk and know what was going. I have been watching you for a while and your parents insisted on it because of certain reasons. Don’t worry I didn’t stalk you," he said laughing, "Whenever I came down to visit earth, I would make it a point to see if you were doing fine. It was almost five years after that when I came to kill time in the theater I saw you."

"I didn’t notice you," I said and he smiled hearing it.

"You couldn’t, no one could. I saw you from far and the dragons son. It would be a lie if I said I didn’t mind you going out with the boy," he said with a hint of venom in his voice. Why did the glasses have to be on the seat everywhere and Jack in the other car? Luke was way blunt while he spoke sometimes, "We are here."

Looking around I saw huge walls with a huge gate at its center. The walls trailed to God knows where as it was way long. It was like the olden times just like movies. When we got inside I saw there were little shops all over the place in one corner as we passed like they were celebrating a carnival. There was a busy crowd there. Lanterns were being lit and it made me awe. It was beautiful.

"When you are free, I could take you to one of these places," Luke offered me with a gentle smile and I nodded returning back a smile.

"I would love it," I responded going back to stare outside the window like a five-year-old. When we reached the palace like a mansion, Luke was quick to get out of the car and open the door for me. He took the luggage from me when I went to take it, "I do have hands you know," I said raising both my hands.

"What kind of a man would I be to let you carry your stuff," he said taking them and walking.

On the way, he gave it to a servant and got me something to eat. After that he led me in front of a room, pushing open the doors. For a few seconds, my mind had gone blank. It was amazing. There was a huge master bed with four poles where curtains were draped around it. Big windows, vintage items decorating the room with soft lighting’s to go with it. I saw my luggage in the room.

"Is this my room?" I asked him not sure and turned to look at him. He was looking at me straight in the eyes with a lazy look. Something crossed his features for a millisecond and he spoke.

"It is, I have to talk to Canrart about a few things so I’ll see you later during dinner," and I nodded with a yes. When he was leaving I saw him smile but not the gentle one. It was something I would categorize as a mischievous smile.

After ten minutes I heard a knock on the door and someone enter. It was a young maid.

"Ms. Griffin, I’m Sara and will be attending you henceforth. Do you need me to help you with anything for now?" she asked me and I shook my head.

"I just need to unpack my stuff and put it in the closet," I told her and she helped me place them and my other things. As I went to the closet I saw crisp shirts and asked her, "Is someone using this room?" I asked her.

"Those are master Luke’s clothes Ms.," she replied and I looked at her confused, "This is his room but now both of yours," she cleared and I furrowed my brows at it. Did I hear it right?

"Ours in the sense Luke’s and mine?" I confirmed to which she nodded happily.

"Of course, your his fiance. Do you know how much of talk is going on about it in the kitchen? I mean even I wanted to see you, after all, it is a fated match," she said and my face paled. Looking at me she hurriedly spoke, "I’m sorry for speaking out of line," she apologized.

"That’s okay," I answered her in a whisper.