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Authors: Angela Castle
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he had some time, but he knew it wouldn't be for long.
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Chapter 7
"You dare enter my domain, Belshazzar?” Jezebel charged her powers, ready for any sudden moves the King of the Shadow Realms and his entourage might make. Her guards stood around, tense and ready to attack on her order to kill the trespassers.
"As unpleasant as it is to be in your presence, Jezebel, I believe we have a common problem."
Jezebel narrowed her green eyes, looking at the tall creature in flowing, black robes, his piercing, red eyes glowing out from his hooded face. Although she was not directly at war with him, hostilities over border territories were always keeping them on edge. Belshazzar had been pouring his energy and resources into his war with Lord Derkin for longer than she cared to remember. It was never a wise move to stretch resources between two wars, when one was taxing enough.
"I have found the Chosen One,” he said.
Jezebel's rage boiled to the front, and she could feel her blood heat and knew her eyes glowed red with her anger. Why had her sources not been quicker to find the Chosen One than Belshazzar's? “If you're here, then your own attempts at destroying the Chosen One have failed,” she hissed at him.
"I sent sniffer demons to track her down,” his deep voice said calmly. “We found her dwelling, so I sent five shadow warriors to kill her. Unfortunately, Neman was already there, and he killed three of them, then took her before the others could complete their task. Neman now hides her. I know you've been attempting to track her yourself and your pre-emptive strikes have failed."
"Neman cannot hide her forever—it is only a matter of time before she is found again—but she will die,” Jezebel said confidently, taking several steps down from her platform to approach the Shadow Realm King.
"Neman will hide her well. So I am here to propose a little, shall we say, mutual venture on behalf of our own interests."
Jezebel would agree to just about anything to gain the upper hand, even if it meant breaking her word afterwards. “I'm listening.” She mimicked the same calm tone as Belshazzar.
"Now that we have the woman's image and scent, tracking her will not be difficult in the Human Realm. I can even use humans to aide us, but Neman is a different matter. I hear you were once able to subdue him."
Jezebel laughed malevolently, pulling the glowing, blue amethyst from under her dress. “I stole his godly powers and killed his weakling family. I have leverage over the former god. Just because I cannot use his powers doesn't mean I should give them back."
"With our resources combined, we should be able to kill both Neman and the Chosen One."
Jezebel thought about it. It wasn't a bad idea, as long as she didn't have to listen to the dreadful, hollow voice of Belshazzar's for too long. She raised her chin to the Shadow Realm King.
"Very well, I agree. We can get this mess sorted out and go back to killing each other, and I know just the place to restart the search.” Jezebel turned to one of her demon soldiers. “Bring me Slazzamar the Sneak."
Now this was something Nessa could get used to. She let out long sigh of pleasure sinking down into the heated water and bubbles of an overly massive bathtub. The water helped soothe away her current troubles and ease some of the aches from last night's misadventures. When she awoke, for a brief moment, she thought it had all been one long, crazy dream, but the satin sheets, smoothed over her sensitive, naked body, made her open her eyes.
She was still in the large bedroom Neman had left her in, and everything came flooding back with full force. She yawned and stretched like a feline before sitting up and crawling to the side of the opulent bed. As she stood up, she swayed a little on her feet; a fleeting feeling of nausea swept over her before subsiding. Relieved she wasn't going to puke anytime soon, she went in search of a bathroom—she
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Chapter 7
"You dare enter my domain, Belshazzar?” Jezebel charged her powers, ready for any sudden moves the King of the Shadow Realms and his entourage might make. Her guards stood around, tense and ready to attack on her order to kill the trespassers.
"As unpleasant as it is to be in your presence, Jezebel, I believe we have a common problem."
Jezebel narrowed her green eyes, looking at the tall creature in flowing, black robes, his piercing, red eyes glowing out from his hooded face. Although she was not directly at war with him, hostilities over border territories were always keeping them on edge. Belshazzar had been pouring his energy and resources into his war with Lord Derkin for longer than she cared to remember. It was never a wise move to stretch resources between two wars, when one was taxing enough.
"I have found the Chosen One,” he said.
Jezebel's rage boiled to the front, and she could feel her blood heat and knew her eyes glowed red with her anger. Why had her sources not been quicker to find the Chosen One than Belshazzar's? “If you're here, then your own attempts at destroying the Chosen One have failed,” she hissed at him.
"I sent sniffer demons to track her down,” his deep voice said calmly. “We found her dwelling, so I sent five shadow warriors to kill her. Unfortunately, Neman was already there, and he killed three of them, then took her before the others could complete their task. Neman now hides her. I know you've been attempting to track her yourself and your pre-emptive strikes have failed."
"Neman cannot hide her forever—it is only a matter of time before she is found again—but she will die,” Jezebel said confidently, taking several steps down from her platform to approach the Shadow Realm King.
"Neman will hide her well. So I am here to propose a little, shall we say, mutual venture on behalf of our own interests."
Jezebel would agree to just about anything to gain the upper hand, even if it meant breaking her word afterwards. “I'm listening.” She mimicked the same calm tone as Belshazzar.
"Now that we have the woman's image and scent, tracking her will not be difficult in the Human Realm. I can even use humans to aide us, but Neman is a different matter. I hear you were once able to subdue him."
Jezebel laughed malevolently, pulling the glowing, blue amethyst from under her dress. “I stole his godly powers and killed his weakling family. I have leverage over the former god. Just because I cannot use his powers doesn't mean I should give them back."
"With our resources combined, we should be able to kill both Neman and the Chosen One."
Jezebel thought about it. It wasn't a bad idea, as long as she didn't have to listen to the dreadful, hollow voice of Belshazzar's for too long. She raised her chin to the Shadow Realm King.
"Very well, I agree. We can get this mess sorted out and go back to killing each other, and I know just the place to restart the search.” Jezebel turned to one of her demon soldiers. “Bring me Slazzamar the Sneak."
Now this was something Nessa could get used to. She let out long sigh of pleasure sinking down into the heated water and bubbles of an overly massive bathtub. The water helped soothe away her current troubles and ease some of the aches from last night's misadventures. When she awoke, for a brief moment, she thought it had all been one long, crazy dream, but the satin sheets, smoothed over her sensitive, naked body, made her open her eyes.
She was still in the large bedroom Neman had left her in, and everything came flooding back with full force. She yawned and stretched like a feline before sitting up and crawling to the side of the opulent bed. As she stood up, she swayed a little on her feet; a fleeting feeling of nausea swept over her before subsiding. Relieved she wasn't going to puke anytime soon, she went in search of a bathroom—she
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