Chapter 5 You Have Beautiful Eyes

Daemon was sitting peacefully on his throne when he received a tip-off from the scouts about a spy or traitor trying to sabotage the peace in his territory. The scouts reported that the traitor was a spy from the human clan pretending to be a demon. They tracked that traitor to a village on the outskirts of The Capital. Having a deep hatred for humans, Daemon decided to find this traitor and interrogate him or her. And by interrogating, you know it's not going to be anything good. Not especially when you get on the nerves of the Demon Emperor.

Daemon used the excuse of helping the poor villagers to improve their lives. He had to do so to avoid suspicions from the other demon lords within the Capital. Those lords were nothing but busybody and with ulterior motives. Plus, Daemon had another idea. He needs to help the villagers out of the drought. Although ruthless and wicked, he still needs to earn himself a good reputation if he wants the support of the people.

On the outskirts of The Capital lay the Forbidden Forest, known for its reputation of people entering but never coming out.

Some would hear screams and ghostly cries near the forest. Others spotted ugly beasts and a beautiful woman in a thin satin dress. Legend has it that the woman lost her baby during birth and because of her obsession, she kidnaps other people's babies.

Daemon saw the Forbidden Forest as nothing scary of such sort. He had experience things much worse and he wasn't going to let his fear get the worst of him.

As he was walking through the forest, he heard sounds. Footsteps! Running fast. His battle instincts took over and he ran after the footsteps. He heard a horrible roar of a beast.

Ragnir beast, Daemon said mentally. He knew this beast all too well. The last one he met tried to eat him but it end up getting its head chopped off.

He found the dead body of the Ragnir beast. A single arrow shot to its eye seemed to be the only thing that killed such a large beast. Daemon wondered, who's so skilled to kill it? At that moment, he heard footsteps ahead. Running away from him. That must be the culprit, Daemon smiled mentally. He ran very fast and caught up with the culprit.

He had never expected it to be a human girl. A human girl! Can he believe it!? To be the one to kill a Ragnir beast by herself? No normal human being can kill a Ragnir beast. But there she was, standing right in front of him pointing a rather small dagger at his face. Mentally, he made a face. A such small dagger. How will it hurt him? CAN it even hurt him? He laughed but he didn't let her see it.

"Who are you?! Why are you following me!?" The human girl demanded.

He noticed her left hand was holding an unloaded crossbow by her side. It was her, no mistake. This human girl has such guts to actually stand in his way! That's something new for him and it piqued his interest.

He decided to intimidate her a bit, give her a scare. His eyes roamed her body hungrily. She was quite beautiful despite the messy-looking state she was in. He had to have her, kidnap her, and then he'll finish her off. She was a human being, after all, a race he couldn't tolerate. So he grabbed her and throw her over his shoulders despite her relentless cries and struggles.

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"Put me down! You bastard! Shameless dog! Vile man!" Victoria kicked and punched as he carried her over his shoulder like she was some prize he'd just won from a contest.

He kicked open the doors to sleeping chambers and dumped her on the bed. The bed bounced under her weight. She quickly get up and tried to run past him but he was quick. He grabbed her arm with lightning speed and again, tossed her back to the bed. She tried to get up and run away but he blocked her only escape route. He grabbed her by the neck, his sharp claw ring threatening to pierce her slender neck if she moved. She stopped struggling, and a look of fear crossed her face.

"Shut. Up. Or I'll break your neck," he said menacingly. Victoria had no choice but to obey. She gulped, nodding her head in obligation.

He stared into her green eyes. Victoria didn't falter or turn away. She stared back. She wanted to remember the face of the man who would kill her. Would he? Or would he do something else to her? A thought crossed her mind when she realized that she was lying on a bed. No! Not with a perverted stranger! She cried out mentally. She rather dies than let some man take her virginity away.

"You have beautiful eyes." He said.

Victoria was stunned. What? What did he just say? She didn't reply but returned his stare. She didn't expect him to compliment her eyes. His fierce hazel eyes were dangerous but hot, Victoria noted to herself. He was handsome and manly, and that's what pulled Victoria to get attracted to him. But he wasn't a good man. How can she like him, her kidnapper?

"It is a pity though," he said.

"Why is it a pity?" She blurted out. She sure had the guts to speak to him.

"That you are human," he leaned in close to her ear, his breath burning her skin. Victoria's face became red. He was so close. So damn close! She cursed. If he dares to come any closer, she'll have to slap him.

But he didn't. He gave her a smirk and said," Stay put little bunny. I'll come back to find you."

The man walked away from her and exited the sleeping chambers, ordering the servants to guard her and lock the doors. Once he was out of sight, Victoria let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding in.

She sprang up from the bed hastily.

Little bunny? She wondered. She looked at herself in a mirror hanging on the wall and realized her clothes were white in color and frilly. She scoffed at her unruly image in the mirror.

She then began searching around the room for a chance to escape. Other than the window that overlooked the west side of the palace, there was no other way to leave this room. But she'll need a very long rope to scale down. She noticed something about the room she was locked in, it was big, grand with gold and silver furniture and bright red curtains. Her kidnapper was no ordinary man!

She needed to escape, to survive, to find her brother. But how? She began to generate all types of plans to escape from this hell hole.

She didn't escape from her hell hole (her house) just to end up in another hell hole.