358 Mercy

"My lord!" Eva sobbed in worship of the man who had seemingly appeared from the darkness.

Magnus had seen him before but this was Lucien's first time meeting Traxdart. He wouldn't have known who the man was if Eva hadn't lost her mind and cried out his title like an overwhelmed fan. They were all so focused on Traxdart's magnetic presence that they failed to notice a young boy waiting at the edge of the darkness.

So this was the demon emperor then? His prophesied husband. At least when it came to his looks, Lucien had nothing to complain about. Traxdart was a fairy tale prince that had stepped out of everyone's fantasies, and Lucien couldn't tear his gaze away from him.

"You are Lucien, aren't you?" The emperor asked in his deep silky voice.

"Who told you that?" The redhead replied after finding his voice. Magnus was quiet beside him, probably knowing that a single wrong move was going to get someone obliterated.