Hellbound Heart

"Turn around, Izabelle." Sebastian ordered in a low voice. "And don't ever turn back and look until I say it is fine to do so." Sebastian's voice was serious and deep, brooking no arguments.

Elle swallowed hard but she immediately obeyed. She knew what was about to happen. He was going to fight and he did not want her watching him in action.

But this was far better than him ordering Lucas to take her away and leave him to fight alone. As much as she wanted to tell him that she could help him out in some way or other, she did not. Biting down on her lips, she only nodded and kept silent. She would force herself to immediately obey him despite the unease and fear and worry creeping within her.

Almost immediately, the fight began. And Elle could only squeeze her eyes tightly closed and clenched her fists into rigid balls as she stood there, as still as a tree. The sounds were so loud in her ears and all she could do at that moment was to pray that Sebastian would be okay. That he was going to somehow beat them all and the three of them would finally manage to escape.

But just a few moments later, she lifted her hands and covered her ears. The sounds were making her stomach tremble in fear no matter how she tried to steel herself. Because those sounds were obviously made by someone who was... dying.

She could not tell how long the chaos had gone on for, but she was jolted to her senses by Sebastian's yell. "Stop!!!"

Elle's entire being shuddered at the sound of his voice. That sound... it was almost like his scream back in their room.

Her heartbeat thundered against her ribcage, causing her entire frame to shake a little and Elle could no longer stop herself from turning back to sneak a little peek, disobeying his earlier orders. She must check if he was alright! Please... be alright. She prayed, over and over again.

The scene that welcomed her was shocking. The rogues' bodies were scattered all over the ground. The atmosphere was reeking with blood and stank of ... Death. Just a light whiff was enough to send Elle's stomach heaving. However, she clamped down hard on the instinctual reaction of wanting to bend over and throw out the contents of her stomach.

Elle gritted her teeth and withstood the sour churning of her stomach.

But nothing had turned her blood colder than the sight of Sebastian standing there, looking at her with that horror in his eyes again.

"S-sebastian..." Elle uttered and her feet began to move towards him when an unfamiliar voice echoed.

"His Highness said you must tell Princess Izabelle not to approach you, Prince Sebastian." The man dressed in black suit standing several steps away from Sebastian said. He did not look like he had just participated in the fight. Where had he come from?

Elle returned her gaze to Sebastian and she saw him gritting his teeth. "Don't move, Iza. Stay still... please..." He pleaded with difficulty and Elle immediately stopped, obeying him. Lord... she felt her heart breaking once again after seeing the look on his face.

He looked alright. Physically. Despite the bodies that were littering the ground, he did not look like he had received a single blow at all and yet... here he was, acting like this. He had won the fight so what was going on? Why was he having that look in his eyes again?

"His Highness said that you must let me come near you. And do remember to keep still and not do anything at all. If you make even a single movement, you know what will happen to the princess." The man continued giving his instructions, throwing in the threats to harm Elle, and Sebastian's eyes burned with a lethal gray fire. His aura was now blazing so dangerously, like the solar flares on the surface of the sun.

But then, he yielded. "Just f**king come. I won't do anything. So don't... don't f**king touch her!" he growled.

Elle was so confused. Who would touch her? There was no one but the three of them now. Lucas... she could not see where he was. He was gone. So why... why was Sebastian obeying the other man like... like she was being held captive?

The man approached Sebastian cautiously, but still with confidence. And then out of the blue, the man lifted his hand.

Sebastian was quick enough to catch his wrist. A syringe was in the man's hand and he was obviously planning to stab Sebastian with it in the neck!

Just when Elle thought that Sebastian was going to take the man down now that he had caught him, he suddenly whipped his head towards her and yelled again. "STOP It!! F**K!! DON'T!"

He looked so terrified as he looked right at her. Specifically... at her neck.

Elle lifted her hand to lightly brush against the skin of her neck when she felt something wet on her skin.

Pulling her hand away from her neck, she looked down only to see something straining her fingers red. Blood. When did it get on her neck?

"Then let go of my hand and let me stab you, Prince Sebastian. Don't worry, this is just a potent sleeping pill in liquid form." The man said and Elle, who had heard every single thing the man spoke, snapped her head back at them. Lord... what were they trying to do? Please don't... don't let go of his hand, Sebastian...

Elle begged him through her eyes, willing him to understand her look. But Sebastian was not even wanting to meet her gaze. His eyes were fixed on her bleeding throat instead.

"Don't harm her!" Sebastian uttered. But to Elle's ears, it sounded like a bargain being made, and it sent a pang of unease through her.

"She won't get hurt as long as you obey, Prince Sebastian. Now let go. This is the last time I'm warning you. If you stop me again, you'll regret it." The man threatened.

"No..." Elle called out, but Sebastian had already let go of the man's wrist.