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The Great Black King Chapter • 57
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Asmodeus looked different - that’s what I thought, for a moment he didn’t look like that smiling, ironic demon, it was almost as if something in him had drastically changed.I sighed and when he was no longer there, I entered the dining room.It was beautiful - if I could say so, but not exactly a surprise. That was the palace of the king’s concubine and also of the duchess - it was obvious that it would be ornate and well decorated.Asra could be many things in his life, but had always had unquestionable good taste."Ma'am...""What was it?" I asked without much patience to the maid who entered the room."Am... came a... letter from the king."I didn’t want to read it, I didn’t want to know what Calisto wanted to tell me after the last conversation we had and when I opened my mouth to say it, I saw Elaine appear at the door leading to the corridor."Leave it in my office" I said banging the tip of the nail on the dark wood of the table "I see it as soon as I finis
The Great Black King Chapter • 58
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱Asra had simply gone to her palace taking the child they called a saint with her."Still worried?" Azrael asked me about the plaster pile."No."I lied."Of course..." he snorted and crossed his arms over his chest as Loren ran ahead of us, in his little hands were freshly picked flowers."Look Daddy! I brought flowers!"The happiness in the childish and sweet face of my son made me question how someone was able to harm that little being."Thank you, dear," I said crouching in front of him and receiving the flowers he had picked for me."Do you think Asra would like that? I remembered her when I saw the red flowers back there, but..." he stopped and his eyes stared at the ground "she’s far away... and I can’t give the flowers to her anymore."As he had left very early as soon as we quarreled about the saint - Asra did not bother to take care of anything else and thanks to this did not say goodbye to Loren.It was hard to explain to him that she had
The Great Black King Chapter • 59
♱ •⋅ 1750 A.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱It was in the garden again, in that garden - the one with yellow flowers and white roses near a dome. There were tall buildings full of people circling around and the colored-haired lady was still sitting next to her."Tiring" she murmured as she threw her body back.It was hard to tell if that girl was tired or just bothered by the conversations and the noise.Yeah, she hated the noise, she hated people being around her..."Still... she is here" I found myself thinking as those eyes that seemed to contain the immensity of the universe settled on me."How do you do it?" she asked me with her practically inexpressive face."What is it?""How do you keep smiling and being... perfect all the time?"Perfect? Since when was I perfect?Those words did not make any sense - and yet she stared at me waiting for an answer, for a miraculous recipe for "perfection"."What? I’m not perfect... than...""Come on... no need to pretend all the time, you know..." she
The Great Black King Chapter • 60
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Even from my room I could hear the screams, agonizing cries that seemed to intensify night after night."She didn’t leave the room and didn’t eat much either," the maids said."Better this way" Asmodeu completed with a huge smile "at least it’s not hindering us, right?"But still, the screams came at night, at dawn - they came and somehow I seemed to be the only one listening."Ignore" my common sense told me "it’s not your problem" I repeated myself whenever I had the opportunity and yet, those agonizing screams invaded my mind, they kept me awake during the night - all the time until the sobs came from the other side of that door.Elaine had no nightmares in the novel, she had no such dreams and her sleep had never been so disturbed. Elaine did not feed badly.Was it all my fault? Was she like that for the things I did?Was it all my fault that I changed? It was inevitable that I would ask myself - especially when everything seemed to revolve around the changes I
The Great Black King Chapter • 61
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱There were screams everywhere, they laughed and pointed while so many others knelt before me."The saint is among us!" they repeated with their faces writhing in a frightening expression and Michael’s hand rested firmly on my shoulder."Do you see them? They are here for you."I had condemned them all, didn’t I?My eyes fell on those who were dragged to the place that "god" determined as hell. Loren... that sweet, gentle child - was being dragged along with them and mortals, those same mortals who dragged me through the streets, who beat me, who abused me... they shouted my name as if I were a divine representation.As if I finally understood the line my thoughts were following - Miguel shook his hand on my shoulder even more."Don’t be silly, Elaine... you know very well where you belong" practically growled in my ear and I felt my whole body tremble.He wasn’t thinking about me or what I should consider - he was warning me.It was an obvious warnin
The Great Black King Chapter • 62
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱Loren stared at me for hours as if that alone would make me admit something I hadn’t done -, but when I finally fell asleep, I slipped my fingers across her face and found myself humming a song I long thought I’d forgotten.My eyes looked for a smiling face near the windows, but... it wasn’t there.It had been many years since I had been there and I could not conform because that smile had never been seen by my son’s bicolor eyes."I wish you were here," I heard myself say as I sank my face into the pillow next to Loren.How long has it been since I had a good night’s sleep?Quinn’s gentle smile came to mind; right... it had been that night.In the one where the moon was bluish and she hummed in our bedroom window with her hands over her belly that had not even begun to grow."What are you doing?" I asked and she stared at me with a huge smile."I’m singing... and I’m letting our little sun see the beautiful empire he will rule."Her response was qu
The Great Black King Chapter • 63
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"I had a bad, long nightmare..." she said and when I realized it, she was staring at that pale face that smiled as if it was an obligation - as if smiling was necessary; I knew that smile well.The smile of: they won’t like me if I cause trouble.My chest tightened -, how could I say no to her?I held her hand, pale and cold and sighed deeply.Wasn’t Elaine disgusted by that vision? The horns? The wings? I still remembered the way she cried cowering in the corner of the room when she first saw Callisto in her demonic form, so... what was wrong?The bluish eyes met mine, but in the place of deep terror and a frightened expression, she approached and her fingers gently touched my face.She wasn’t afraid, it was almost like... she liked what she saw."Doesn’t it frighten you... even a little?" I found myself asking once again and the chapped lips, which now took a little color, arched."No... and... her eyes look beautiful," she said so low that she seemed to be telli
The Great Black King Chapter • 64
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"Stay..." I asked even though I knew she probably wouldn’t be, but to my surprise, Asra stayed.She lay on the bed and when I realized, her fingers slipped through my hair and that touch calmed me like nothing had ever calmed me before.My face sank into Asra’s neck before I knew it and when her floral scent invaded my nostrils, it was as if I could feel at home - like in those flowery fields or in the garden.Not the garden of Eden, not in those nightmares with Michael, but... in that garden where the colored-haired girl always found me. I could almost feel the warmth of the sun touching my skin.There... I simply fell asleep, finally realizing how heavy and sleepy my body really was; but how could I have a sense of something like this when commonly the body could not even be considered mine.That night I had nothing left but rest, a deep sleep, bathed in the perfume of the duchess who in so many lives had tried to kill me.It was ironic, right? It
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