Married To The Devil's Son

Heaven introduced Ilyas to the others. With Ilyas by her side, it would be much easier to fight. Even if someone noticed them, he could compel them.

"Callum and Oliver, you can stay here. Zarin, you can follow me."

Since they could easily hide and teleport, it would be better to leave Callum and Oliver out of this part.

It was an easy part. Heaven put them to sleep, and Ilyas and Zarin teleported them to the dungeon and locked them in different cells.

Now they had to get rid of the footsoldiers.

"Lady Heaven. If you want, you can start with the King. I will release your men and we can take care of the others." Ilyas told her.

"Alright. I'll leave it to you." Heaven said, then turned to Zarin. "Follow Ilyas' lead." She told him

"I'll follow you. I am here to protect you." He said.

"You are here as my guard. I give orders, you follow." She told him.

She saw confusion in his eyes, but she didn't have time to think about him, so she proceeded to find the king. She had never seen his room before, so she couldn't teleport there. That was the difference between teleporting as a witch and a demon. Demons could teleport without knowing what the place they wanted to be looked like. But witches had to envision the place.

This meant she had to find it on her own. She walked in the shadows of the halls in the king's quarters, putting the guards she came across to sleep until she found his room. Two guards stood at each side of the door.

Heaven thought of putting them to sleep, but she would fight them later, anyway. So she stepped out of the shadows and revealed herself. The guards seemed confused for a moment, but then quickly reached for their swords. Heaven attacked and killed them swiftly with only two strikes of her dagger. She went for the throat.

Then she kicked the door to the king's room open. The guards in his quarters were sleeping, so it didn't matter, and she wanted to scare him.

Rufus moved in his bed and tried to sit up. "What is…" He began but stopped when he saw her in the dim light.

Heaven stood still, letting him realize what was happening. She wanted him to become afraid.

The king's eyes widened with fear and realization. He held the sheets close to his body and flinched back. "Guards! Guards!" He yelled.

"They are all dead!" Heaven told him, speaking in a calm tone.

"How did you get out?" He asked, stuttering.

"I will tell you all about it." She said stalking toward his bed.

"Don't come close!" He yelled.

Heaven grasped the collar of his shirt and then placed her dagger on his throat. "If you yell again, I will cut your tongue." She threatened, looking into his eyes. Then, before he could think, she teleported them both to the throne hall.

Rufus was so shocked, his legs started shaking. "What...what are...you?"

"Demon." She said flashing an evil smile. "I thought you knew that my father is the devil's son."

Rufus shook his head in denial. "This is a nightmare. It has to be." He started talking to himself.

Heaven gave him a push, and he stumbled forward. She gave him another push to keep going toward the throne. Right when he was a few steps away, she kicked the back of his knees so he fell on them.

He kept shaking. "This is a nightmare." He closed his eyes as if he would wake up to another reality when he opened them.

Heaven went to sit on his throne. When he opened his eyes and saw where she sat, "you can take it!" He hurried to say. "You can take all of it. Just let me go." He rubbed his hands against each other, pleading for his life.

"I am not doing this for the throne." Heaven said.

"This is about the fight, right? I will clear your name. Please." He continued to rub his hands.

"It is not about that either."

He looked up at her confused, his eyes darting around trying to think of what else he could have done. Heaven could see that he couldn't find another reason.

While her guards took care of other parts of the castle, Heaven thought that she could have a talk with King Rufus and make him see his bad deeds.

"Do you use young boys and girls for you own pleasure?" She asked.

He seemed surprised by her question, but clearly he found nothing wrong with it from the way he confidently responded, "yes."

"And you don't think that is wrong?"

He looked at her, appalled. "Every King does it. I am sure your father does it."

Heaven frowned when he named her father. "You don't know my father."

"I know wealthy and powerful men. That is how we live. Those boys and girls can feed their families thanks to us."

She couldn't believe her ears. He actually thought he was doing them a favor. "Maybe their families are starving because of you to begin with."

He chuckled. "You are still young and naive. I can't feed an entire kingdom."

"As a king, you can create opportunities for people to make a living."

"What do I gain out of it?" He asked.

Heaven had enough now. "Well, what did you gain out of being the way you are now?" She asked, reminding him of the position he was in.

The fear returned to his eyes, and he swallowed hard.

"There must be a way we can negotiate?" He suggested.

"The only way for you is a painful death." She told him, then she put him to sleep.

He wouldn't wake up for a long while unless she wanted him to, so she decided to look for her men and see if everything was going as planned. To her surprise, before she could look for them, they found her.

Heaven was surprised. They couldn't have taken care of everything so fast. Or did something go wrong?

Zarin walked up to her, a worried expression on his face.

"What happened?" Heaven asked as soon as he neared before he could speak.

"Ilyas. He killed them all in the blink of an eye. Who is he?"