Post midnight of the FestivalSmiling Demyan was returning with
Petrona to their quarters. They split from the others at the stairs. He
grabbed her by the waist lifted her into the air and then placed her at
the first step. She was surprised following his gentle gaze. He was
looking into the ground. Why?In reality, he was embarrassed and blushing.He wanted to hide it from her. The
kiss crossed her mind and she began to blush as well. Probably in the
room, it will be an awkward atmosphere. Demyan sighed and got the
courage to look into her big eyes. He lifted her into his arms and
carried her to the room disappearing behind the doors.
morning Petrona left to fetch breakfast for both of them. Demyan sat
down at the window bench looking out of it at his former castle smiling
peacefully. The black cat lay down on his lap happily purring. He felt
the light breeze grazing his cheeks and playing with his hair. He was
reminiscing about the night before. Demyan closed his eyes to bring back
After he closed the door he put her down
stroking her cheek and drowning in her hazel eyes. Demyan bent over to
touch her forehead with his and hugged her tightly in his arms. Petrona
kept still, didn't protest, and after a few seconds raised her arms to
reciprocate his gesture. She was done with her inner fighting. Petrona
felt happy in his presence. Of course, as a gentleman, he didn't push
for anything more, just to lay down and sleep side by side with each
other. He was facing Petrona carresing her cheek in the moonlight shine.
The cat joined them at the foot of the bed sleeping on their blanket.
Demyan never felt such kind of peace and happiness. He wished to be like
this from now on and forever.
Demyan opened his eyes feeling
the warm sun on his skin, slowly running his hand through the fur of the
napping kitty cat. He leaned on his arm smiling at the peaceful feline.
Demyan began thinking of what kind of food will Petrona bring this
time? She always tries to introduce him to different types of meals.
She was gone for far too long, then Mirko barged into the room.
Something he never had done. Demyan looked angrily and puzzled at him. "THEY TOOK HER! THEY ARE GOING TO BURN HER!" Like
an arrow, something struck his heart. The cat picked up his vampire
side gaining power over him. It jumped down scared with its tail like a
half moon pointing down, running under the bed to hide. Demyan
immediately averted from Mirko. In a split of a second out of rage, he
transformed into his real vampire form. Facing out of the window, his
eyes glowed even in the bright daylight, he covered his vampire fangs
with his hand, which grew dark black claws. His brown human hair was
replaced by his beautiful raven hair. In the heat of the moment,
Mirko didn't notice anything happening right in front of him. He was too
occupied with the bad news he brought. Adrik lying again on the roof
of the corridor sadly sighed. "So, it finally begins..." Mirko distraught started to explain to Demyan. "She
was caught by Angelika's men and accused of stealing royal jewelry...
some kind of a very valuable ring made out of Obsidian..." Demyan
froze, changed back to his human form, and walked over to the dresser
opening the drawers. He sought the ring he gifted her, but it wasn't in
its place. Angelika must have stolen it! Demyan turned toward Mirko and
calmly assured him, that everything will be all right. At least he
thought so. "Don't worry, it's a huge misunderstanding. The ring,
which they found was a present from ME! We have to go and explain those
ridiculous accusations to them." Mirko halfway calmed down, he trusted Prince Yan, but at the same time, he knew the laws of his country... Adrik
followed both of them with his eyes, making their way to the town
capital, where the trail would be held. He knows how the whole thing
will turn out, but at what cost... He stretched his arm in front of him,
folding up his sleeve. He looked at the time travel cracks he
acquired by involving himself too much. He looked up into the clear sky
of the Lush Lands and felt guilty. Should he have been more persistent?
But it would probably have taken his life. Adrik was contemplating,
if Petrona was aware, what those cracks were. Her reaction the day
before, after him asking her to leave was a clear indication. She must
seen something before giving him the final answer. Did she know it meant
danger for her, but refused him anyway to protect him? A demon? It made
him mad. He dipped his face into his palms out of frustration.
didn't take long for Demyan and Mirko to arrive at their destination.
They went straight to the center, where the courthouse was situated. The
guards tried to stop them, but Demyan stared them down and Mirko made
them aware of his identity. They lowered their weapons and let them pass
inside. The door flung open. The judges were outraged and the crowd began to whisper. Mirko:
"Please, stand up for the Highness... Prince YAN!" The shocking
revelation made them all shut up. You could hear a pin drop to the
ground. Yan ran his eyes through the room to find Petrona.
He clenched his fist in rage at the same time as he froze over, because of the horrifying condition Petrona was in.
A heartbreaking challenge awaits Demyan shortly after the Festival, which forces him to return to his home in the Waste Lands. He is back to his emotionless self obeying his father's orders. Sava surprises him with a political marriage, which he is opposed to, but can't do anything about it, yet. He doesn't know, who will seek him out in the very near future, with the help of the Goblin Prince.