230 The Bitter Truth
“You....you knew I was thinking about you?” Calista’s cheeks turned redder in embarrassment, and she bobbed her head when he tried to look at her. If he knew she was thinking about him, does that mean he knew everything that her mind had been thinking relating to him??
“Princess Calista.”
Calista’s head whipped in his direction, and she met his coal blue eyes. She knew exactly what he did there by calling her princess, trying to draw the line of formality between the two of them.
“The more you think about me, the more disturbed I get.” He pointed out, “we’re two different people, so I must advise you to rid whatever feelings or thoughts you have of me.”
“But–”
“Your wedding will be happening in a month’s time,” he cut her off with that reminder, “it’s improper to think about another man when you already plan on getting married to someone else, for I have nothing to do with you.”
He made his feelings clear. To say he was shocked she could summon him just by thinking about him was an understatement. He could hear the rapid beating of her heart even when he wasn’t close to her, he could perceive her scent that was no different from fresh lilies, and when she hugged him he didn’t like the feelings he got.
What more signs could he need to stay away from her.
“I’m not asking you to return your feelings for me,” she asserted, feeling her innocent heart getting stabbed at his indirect rejection, “you call it improper as though I can control my mind and stop it from doing what it wants, I have tried.”
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“Keep trying.” Came his indifferent retort as his eyes bored into hers, and Calista couldn’t believe that was all he had to say to her. She could feel sadness churn inside of her with how apathetic he treated her.
He really has no care for her.
“Why don’t you like me?” She asked, not willing to let her heart be shattered so easily by Azazel. She was told he was a man of ice, and his heart was even more frozen than that of Roshan’s, but was it to this extent.
“Stop sounding desperate,” he tilted his head at her, “remember this, I’m only being nice to you because you’re Anna’s closest friend. She sees you like a sister and I see her as family. That is the only thing that keeps me coming whenever you summon me. Stop it, cause I can’t promise I’ll be this polite when we cross paths again.”
“But you aren’t allowed to hate me without a reason.” Calista countered back, still daring to speak despite the warning Azazel kind-heartedly threw at her. Her hands balled into fist by her side when Azazel’s gaze darkened, and fear immediately grasped her heart.
“What did you say?” He took a step forward, and Calista instinctively retreated, taking a step back as the air in the room suddenly thickened.
“I can’t hate you without a reason?” He let out a low dark chuckle that made Calista squeak in fright, but she covered her mouth with her palm so he wouldn’t hear.
Of course he would, he’s a Demon.
“You’re scared.” He stopped walking, “I have every reason to despise you and your family, princess. I haven’t seen your parents, but I hate them too, and you want to know why? It’s just a little unforgivable hatred that brews within me,” he turned around and headed for her study table, taking a seat without permission.
“Your Grandparents are the reason for everything.” He licked his cold lips, “I mean they killed Roshan’s mother because she had an affair with a Demon king, they killed Roshan’s sister because she was half-demon, and they wanted to take the life of Roshan if he hadn’t escaped. Two innocent lives gone.”
He relaxed on the chair, looking at the young lady who was staring back at him with glossy eyes, “I’m telling you a story so listen attentively to it. Few years later when your father became King, your annoying brother was still a baby by then I suppose, Roshan had grown up and leveled quickly to avenge his family, I would have done the same, even worse, but all he wanted was the sword used to kill them, just the sword and he would leave, but your father turned it into war and many lives were lost. Roshan was locked up in the forbidden temple for being wrongly accused and blamed for taking the life of someone, so tell me, why should I like you when your face only brings back memories I hate?”
Like a glass shattering into pieces, that was how Calista’s heart broke as she sank to the ground. The hostility in his tone and his hatred was something she couldn’t deny, cause he was showing it. His tone alone proved that.
This part of the story with Demons, no one told her about Roshan’s predicament with her family. The rumors that spread across Euphrasia were stories of how the demon caused Mayhem and took innocent lives, but no one told her that he lost his family in the hands of her Grandparents.
“That sword, your grandparents hid it with a blacksmith didn’t they? But your parents retrieved it and are keeping it with them as part of a Demon’s weapon, somewhere in this palace.” He let out a soft hiss, “the truth is I can never like you, princess, even if I force myself to, the feud is insatiable, I–”
He was about to spit out more venoms, but held his tongue when Calista began to weep to herself, hugging her knees as she couldn’t take anymore of it. Seeing her break down all of a sudden with tears spilling from her closed eyes made Azazel realize he had spoken a little too much than he should.
“Damn it!” He threw his head back, rubbing his forehead as he closed his eyes to literally calm down. He forgot just how emotional humans can literally be, and seeing her like this made him uncomfortable.
“I warned you not to let me speak.” He said, “and now you’re crying.”
Calista said nothing, she sniffed and silently remained where she was. Azazel looked at her through his lashes as she kept herself at a corner, she was wearing a white nightdress and looked like a cute marshmallow if it wasn’t for the color of her black hair.
Standing up from the chair, he walked towards Calista and squatted down, peering at her sad, yet delicate face, but she refused to look at him, which was understandable.
“I’m bad news for you, so heed to my advice, marry Archer or whoever he is and forget about your infatuation, cause I’ll do nothing except hurt you.”
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