The Devil In Guise - Chapter 127

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They went down together. Her father was standing closed to the stairs. He seemed lost. Angelina knew there was a problem. When happiness kicked at door, the coven came from nowhere to take it away from her.

They were not what she thought would be. No fangs or long claws. The women were not ugly according to what people said.

Before her were four beautiful women. They looked normal to her. The tall one kept looking at her tummy.

Angelina wished she had a robe to cover her body before meeting them.

“Greetings” She bowed. They were impressed with the way, she presented her self.

“Morning Angelina, how is the baby ?” The tallest among them asked. She wore a long green gown. Her hair kept falling each time she spoke.

“We are fine” Angelina answered. Since when did they care about her?

What brought them here? The question roamed through her mind.

“We would like to speak to you. Do you want us to talk ?” Another woman asked.

Angelina wished she had a choice. Saying no to the coven was going to cause a big problem.

“As you wish, my elders” she curtsied.

Her mother gestured on her to sit down. Angelina obeyed. Alex was here, easing all her fears and worries.

“We came to tell you what we just discovered” The tallest spoke again. It seemed she was their spokesman.

Angelina nodded and the women smiled at her.

What for? Did they bring any good news?

“There is famine in the land and we have made our research” she said, looking at Zev , who was not paying attention to them.

Angelina wondered what was going on his mind. He seemed so lost and disturbed. It’s all because of her numerous problems. They never end.

“I know. My mother told me about it yesterday” Angelina told them. “It’s terrible that we are in such situation now.”

Why this topic? Were they going to say that her baby was the cause of it?

“We found the solution to this crises” their spokeswoman smiled at her. “That’s why we came here to see you.”

“Me?” Angelina’s eyes widened, she placed a hand on her chest. “Is the solution in this house?”

“You are the solution Angelina, thats they came” Alex chimmed in. The coven spoke to Zev last night and he told her about it.

They said queen mother Daria was desperate for a solution. The situation on ground was a stain on her son’s reputation

“So?” Angelina smiled foolishly. It was actually a fake one. Why were they all staring at her?

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The news of Emily’s arrival spread around the palace. Queen mother Daria said a little prayer before going out of her room. She hoped the witch finds a solution to their problems. There were too many of them.

“Mother the witch is here” Queen Natasha met her on way.

“Don’t call her that name. It’s forbidden” she warned. Queen mother Daria did not want people to know that she invited a witch in to the palace. That why she told the council yesterday that the woman was a soothsayer and an old friend.

“Forgive me mother. It slipped out of my mouth” Queen Natasha apologized, politely.

“Better. I hope you made all the arrangements ? I don’t want things to go wrong at the last minute. It won’t be funny.”

“Yes mother, we took care of everything. Do not worry about that” Queen Natasha followed her behind. “Stefan is in the palace.”

Queen mother Daria stopped. Why was that son of hers around this morning? Or has he come to his senses? Angelina must have charmed her innocent son or else why would Stefan choose her over his mother?

Many thoughts ran through her mind why she stood there. “Tell him to come downstairs. Let’s welcome Emily together.”

“Mother , what if he create a scene out there? I think it’s better he stays indoors.”

“Don’t worry about my son. Call him down stairs immediately” She commanded.

Whatever happened between her sons and her was not their business. After, Angelina leaves, Stefan would have no choice than to love and respect her.

It’s was a matter of time. Sooner or later, every thing will fall in place.

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Queen Natasha was afraid to face the prince. She was the one that took him to meet princess Amara yesterday.

Now Stefan was going to be angry with her. He hardly talk to her on a normal day.

Queen Natasha took a deep breath and turned the doorknob after asking the guard if she could enter.

When the door opened, she peeped in and saw Stefan lying down on his bed. He used one of his hand, to cover his eyes.

She wondered if he did not see her entering the room.

“Greetings prince Stefan.”

There was no response. No sound or movement.

Was he dead?

Queen Natasha moved a bit closer to see if he would but he did not.

She became more afraid. What has happened to him?

Stefan stood up, freaking her out. She jumped and shouted when he stood and went in to his bathroom.

He was awake all these time yet the young man did not answer her. She sat on the sofa and waited for him patiently.

Queen Natasha wondered why she was sitting when she did not the intentions of the prince. What if he decides to revenge for Angelina?

Ever since he fell in love with that witch, he has been acting strange and crazy.

She stood up from the sofa, when he came back to the room and laid on his bed again. It seemed Stefan did not notice her presence in the room or she became a ghost over night?

“Prince Stefan” She called but it seemed he did not want to answer her so she continued. “you should not blame me for what happened. I did not know that you loved her to that extent. Angelina is carrying your child but don’t you think you two went far with this?”

Stefan did not respond but he looked at her this time, which means he was listening.

“You are married to another woman and Angelina laid with you. She was wrong for doing that.”

” is wrong and I am right? Why did you hate that innocent girl ?”

*I don’t hate her. She started it ever since the day she slapped you. A filthy dancer” Queen Natasha insulted.

Angelina was beautiful but characterless and evil. She wondered why Stefan was not seeing that. He was blinded by love.

“What is wrong with you Natasha? You are a woman like her?? What makes you think there is a difference between Angelina and you ?” Stefan stood up from his bed. His expression was blank. She took a step back when he took one forward. “Is it because you are a Princess and she came from a poor background?”

Queen Natasha shook her head with a step backward. Stefan’s eyes were red with anger and disappointment. She knew that there was no way out of the mess she created. The prince could kill her in this room and nothing would happen to him.

Why would any thing happen to him? He was Stefan, the rebellious prince of Akkad. Queen mother Daria’s precious son.

“Forgive me prince Stefan but mother asked me to call you down stairs” she uttered, with her eyes shut tightly, probably waiting for his next move.

“What for ?” He asked.

“The witch Emily has come to the palace” Queen Natasha swallowed hard before continuing. “She is waiting for an audience at the entrance door.”

He nodded.

“About Angelina, mother won’t change her mind now because queen Annabelle tried to talk her about it but she was ada…”

“Get out of my room Natasha” prince Stefan pointed at the door. He was pissed up with the woman who stood in front of him. She was their ally not his.

Queen Natasha always bowed down to his mother. She obeyed what ever instructions queen mother Daria gave !

He looked outside his window. There was a strange carriage waiting at the entrance door. Was she the one?

Stefan was eager to meet this Emily. He wanted to ask all the questions roaming on his mind about the child and Angelina.

Even if something happens to him in the end, he wanted to know if his family would survive. Losing Angelina was like losing all the part of his body including his heart.

Love was in deed wicked.

Stefan went down stairs to join the others. They were surprised when they saw him. He did not smile or laugh at any of their jokes.

The door of carriage opened and a young beautiful lady walked out. She was elegant. There was a crown on her head. Her thin lips curved in to a smile when she saw the crowd waiting for her.

Stefan looked at the beauty in front of him and went forward. He was expecting to see an old woman.

With one knee bent, he took her hand and kissed her knuckles.

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