I will fill your sadness with pleasure
Meanwhile, in a room in a large luxurious mansion, far far away from the Terrazen city. a man hooded in black robes, walking in the long corridor of the 2nd floor, he passed through many rooms. The view focuses on one room at the end, with two doors made of mahogany, engraved with ancient inscription.
Only certain people can read the inscription. Because the age of the inscription is very old, even older than the age of the dinosaur's era. Not just anyone can enter the room, only trusted and chosen people can enter there.
The door can detect people. Just like in modern times, which uses the scanner screen for someone who wants to enter by placing the palm of their hand, or bringing their eyeball closer, or using their fingerprint, by placing it on the scan screen, and the scan engine will scan the data into the system. If their data is already registered in the system, then they can enter.
Same thing with the door with this ancient inscription, the ancient inscription will move by themselves, the second someone stands in front of the door, and wish to enter inside. As if the door has a sensor that is invisible to the eyes but not at all. It was only if the person who cast the spell on the door allowed that person to enter.
That's when the man arrived and stood at the door. Automatically the ancient inscription moved in a series of circular zig zags, eventually stopping at the circle in the centre of the door, which would plunge in and out of light and the door swung open.
Behind the door, it's dark. No lamps, or candles lit up. Only the moonlight came in through the window curtains. In the centre of the room, stood a female figure. The back of her body that was wearing the same robe as the man's, her hair flowing down her back which looked slender. Her curves are very charming and perfect.
The man walked into the room, standing about 10 steps from the female figure in front him. He tossed his hood off. His face was thin and handsome, still relatively young, maybe in his 30s. But that's only visible from the outside. His body was clad in all black, from top to toe, the clothes clinging to his athletic build. His right hand lifted, he put it in front of his stomach or rather above his waist. Bowed his body, saluted as he said. "My Lady".
"How is he?" the female figure asked without turning around, not even give a glance to look at him. Her voice was deep but graceful. She felt a change last night. She immediately acted. But she still ordered some level of deterrence.
"Still the same as usual, nothing new and suspicious" replied the man in a flat voice and his face was expressionless at all. Like the life he lived was completely meaningless.
Under the dim moonlight. The woman's lips curled into a smirk, her already dark eyes glistening darker. "Leave" she ordered, and the man lowered his head, turned around, walked out of the dark room, and left the female figure alone. The door closed behind him when he was out of the room.
"After thousands of years have passed, you are still following him?" said the voice that suddenly appeared Infront of the wall beside the woman's figure. She had just appeared there when the man entered. But she hid in the dark dimness of the room without uttering a word. She waits and wants to know what the man would report.
"Your hatred for him, makes your heart die. But you still love him, after what you did to him? It's a ludicrous thing, isn't it?" the voice sneered, clicking its tongue in disdain.
"Mind of your own business, my dear sister" replied the female figure in the middle of the room.
"This land reflects that dead heart of yours, stop it now, will you?" she was tired of the state of the surrounding land, there was no life since the woman who stood in the middle, broken heart until her heart was filled with dark hatred and turned the surrounding land into what it is now, a dead land.
"I like the state of the land now, isn't it beautiful?" she replied with a sweet smile on her face.
"He didn't look at you, not even once. He never loved you. So, stop this now!" she shouted scornfully. "You're mad woman," she sneered, her eyes glaring deathly at her sister.
"Watch your mouth sister! Don't forget I'm in charge here. You think I don't know your betrayal? I could just shut your mouth now and you'll never speak again" the stern warning voice sounded clearly irritating.
"My betrayal? your madness couldn't be helped!" she snapped "You think you can threaten me? We are on the same magic level" she remarked while raising her chin arrogantly.
"Hahaaa how smart you are, sister!… you bestow a gift on him without my concern. I should have punished you" she sneered, her eyes squinting at her sister, disgusting. "You came here because the gift were starting to work, did you?" it's not a question, it's a statement.
The woman in the corner stood frozen, she didn't think that her sister would find out about her actions thousands of years ago, even she could tell that the gift she gave him were starting to work. How could she know? And why did she let her roam freely, even she acted like she didn't know at all. How stupid she is, she grumbled to herself.
"Now, if you don't have any word to say, leave!" impatient orders. She just wanted to enjoy the quiet.
Without a word, she left. Not that she was afraid, but it would be good if she stepped back for a moment and watched the development of the gift she laid down, bearing fruit after thousands of years.
After her sister left, she closed her eyes, absorbing the calm, unfortunately the calm was disturbed again. Another voice was heard. "Why are you still bothered by him? I can satisfy you" a man with perfect athletic body, approached her from the right side. He lifted his hand and rubbed gently from her left cheek to her right cheek. It ended with him rubbing her right cheek up and down with the back of his fingers.
The woman tilted her head, feeling the warmth of the caress still with her eyes closed. She longs for the warmth of a man, the man she loved from thousands of years ago, but her love is not reciprocated. Made her curl up in the darkness and stay there.
"Take my hand Jaelyn, I will fill your sadness with pleasure" after saying that the man's hand, rubbed down her neck, continued down to her chest, between the curves of the valley of her chest, the next second he would just move his hand to touch her breasts and squeeze it, but stopped.
His wrist was gripped by the tight grip of Jaelyn's palm, she looked with a sharp dagger right into the eyes of the man beside her. "Don't." One word was enough to send chills from the nape to his spine. "Now Ociel, go and make sure you do my order last night"
invisible force, pushed Ociel back out the door and it opened by itself several meters back. He landed in a crouched position, left hand folded behind his waist, right hand tapping on the floor. Alert. He raised his head to look at the door which was now closed again. His jaws harden. He stood up straight. Turning around, he walked down the dark corridor.
'What's so special about that man, I'm better than him' he commented inwardly, irritated. The next second he disappeared into thin air.
The surrounding of the luxurious mansion is arid, barren, there are no living plants, nor flowers that are identical to women in general. Clouds of darkness covered the above mansion. No one can see that there is a luxurious mansion in the middle of a barren land like uninhabited land. Even a cool breeze blew, which when it hit the skin, a chill would pierce through the bones, sending the chills. No one expected to stay there, even if only for a moment. That place is the land of the dead.