Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (October 2021)

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Apollhyon's fingers flexed once again on the rim of the tub as he glowered at them, "So, this is the revenge of the Furies to make our blood line pay from all their wrongdoings by taking my mate away from me. Do you think I would just do stand and allow them?!" He allowed the Council Room to feel the chaos of his anger as he bellowed, his eyes almost protruding as he glowered at Klotho's head. "Why should I be the one to suffer from the sins of my father?!"

"That was the exact question of your ancestors' victims, Vampire King, the moment they arrived in the Underworld. What have they done wrong to suffer in the hands of their husbands? I have seen some of  these good and loyal women and witnessed almost felt their painful memories as we removed them. They believed that loving a man from the Selcis bloodline is a sin. A slow, agonizing dance of death. A misfortune they had brought upon themselves." Klotho paused for a second as if she wanted Apollyon to imagine that situation and let it sink in.

Why would he sympathize for something that had happened in the past, and it wasn't even his fault?

Apollyon's teeth were bared.

If his ancestor's karmic debt had been passed down to him, then where was his karmic justice?

"Hades had  given them immortality as a compensation and now they are living peacefully in the Elysian Fields as a reward for their suffering."

"Well, I thank the God of the Underworld for rewarding the innocent for their suffering." Apollyon snarled, "But how about me?"

"You are not exactly innocent, Vampire King." Lachesis smirked, and he was so tempted to pick her head up and throw the goddess against the wall.

Unfortunately, his Empress had asked him for the world, expecting him to behave even if it took everything in him to keep himself still as he glared at the murky surface of the water.

"Your mother who you thought was insane had a grain of truth in her words, you know? Not only were  you cursed by the Blood Beast by your High Priestess, but all those misfortunes you experienced are what you deserved from  the Selcis' karmic debt. The Empress should have known better before she involved herself with you." Klotho's dark eyes reflected pity which made Apollyon grit his teeth and averts his gaze because he couldn't stand it.

This must be what his mother had told him about and insisted on multiple times, but he didn't believe her.

Not one bit.

He let her words which he considered the ramblings of an insane woman, go in one ear out the other.

Princess Ourania had always blamed his father, King Gwythyr, for what she had become as a person-- an insecure, childish mother who only thought about herself.

Apollyon was getting tired of it.

God's Blood!

Apollyon's throat closed up.

His mother was a grown adult who could take care of herself.

She should learn to be responsible for her actions, but unfortunately, she had aged in reverse.

Princess Ourania was a caterpillar who hadn't successfully broken out of her cocoon to become this lovely and nurturing butterfly— an immortal who was full of wisdom and maturity.

Still, she chose to keep her self-image as an eternal child instead.

Princess Ourania had insisted that King Gwythyr turned into this empty and superficial Fae—one who couldn't deal with her overwhelming emotions of hatred that she had gone insane.

No, she wasn't even satisfied with that.

His mother was determined to make everyone suffer around her as if that was the only way to have her peace of mind in the Summer Courts.

Princess Sapphire wasn't exempted from this that she had to grow up fast and excel in the Summer Militia at such a young age to earn recognition from the other Fae.

It was a form of validation and sincere support that Princess Ourania hadn't provided for her.

In that instant, Apollyon also realized the reason why his mother attempted to kill Luna.

It was because out of sheer jealousy for his beloved Empress that had married someone from the Selcis' bloodline who truly loved her as a mate.

Princess Ourania also desired to avenge herself from all the torment she had suffered in King Gwythyr's hands by inflicting pain on her son, whose only sin in her eyes was that he found his one true mate.

The reason was too shallow that his mother should be ashamed of herself!

His mother wanted him to drown in agony and resentment, living day by day wishing for his death after the loss of his Empress and their heiress so that they could share something in common.

Princess Ourania's mind was too sick and twisted… but Apollyon still refused to blame his father for his mother's behavior, even if that was what the three Fates told him.

PrincessOurania didn't see the value in herself, so how could she expect Apollyon and others to see it?

His mother was the one who put limitations on herself and not others.

She can't seem to realize what she had done wrong no matter how many times they reasoned with her.

She had always played the victim, and it was impossible to change her behavior.

Apollyon had wondered if his mother was this kind of person from the start before she met his father.

But at this moment, Apollyon speculated that his mother had experienced years of abuse from King Gwythyr with no one to help her.

No one was kind enough to notice her suffering.

No one brave enough to fight against King Gwythyr's tyranny like a knight-and-shining armor and save her—the damsel in distress.

Apollyon had turned a blind eye because he never cared about Princess Ourania.

He never took the initiative to seek her out, see if she was alright in Scleranthus and find out what was wrong because he didn't have any emotional bond with his mother when he was a child.

How could she blame him when she had already washed her hands on him a long time ago?