DRIVEN

Chapter 20

DEMEGRA . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Urghhhhh"

"Why can't I sleep, it's almost dawn and I need some shut eye at least for a few minutes".

"This can't continue to go on, I don't care if she's the goddess herself, I can't let this bond control me this way".

Damien continues talking to no one but himself out of frustration.

he has been seeing the effects of being away from his mate ever since he refused to accept and mark her as his. his wolf has been the most aggressive opponent he has ever faced in his life, he couldn't control the damn beast, he was wondering why it was acting so difficult, he was a part of him and moments like this he needed them to function as one entity.

Of what use would it be to be rejecting something one minute and the next minute the lycan would make him look like a fool cause he would be craving it like it's was his very life.

he had alot to do tomorrow and with the way things were going this night again he was sure he wouldn't get any rest.

his lycan was hooked on that vampire's scent like bee to honey. He had to get help for this, he had asked for the help of the best historians in all the kingdoms and they all had the same thing to say. Never had they heard of anyone rejecting the mate chosen by the moon goddess for them, infact having a mate was seen as a privilege and everyone he spoke to thought he was a fool to refuse such a gift which many had died never having been blessed to receive.

The historians promised him dire consequences if he dared reject the offer.

But Damien was stubborn, he continued refusing having anything to do with her.

he had spent a lot of time and effort into building his reputation and now he didn't see having a vampire as a good enough addition into the world he had created for himself. Those vampires had a terrible reputation with almost everyone and if he had one as a queen then the stigma would automatically move on to him.

no. . . ., he wasn't going to let it come to that, the only thing that would make him accept her as his queen was if he was on the verge of dying with no other option, else as long as he was fine, he would never agree to that.

He tries forcing himself to sleep some more and is still met with no sleep. he can't continue like this, maybe he should try taking a walk around the halls just to see if that would be okay to sate his wolf's appetite.

he grabs a cloak and drapes it on his body, wears his booths and puts the hood on, then he moves out, the halls were silent save for the guards who were on duty patrolling, he passes them without any questions because they already sniffed his scent and knew who he was. he kept on moving around and no matter how far he moved, it was like he was being magnetized down another way.

He knew what was waiting for him down the hall his lycan wanted him to go but he was hell bent on not listening, the more he tries to move the more he feels the pull. he got tired and felt it would be better if he just went back to his room and that's where the issue came in, cause his lycan was refusing to go, he was adamant on him going to see lucilda, and Damien knew that would stir quiet a ruckus cause he knew that was the servants quarters and that side might be busy this time of the night as it was the most busy part of the castle.

He attempts one more time to move to any direction other than lucilda's room but was met with futility from his lycan.

Out of annoyance, Damien marches down the hall to the room, just as predicted the halls are busy with people, but one person does stand out from all of them and that is Damien. Immediately he entered the hall became quiet, the maids and other staff who handled the domestic affairs do the castle were shocked to see their king at that part.

in all his life, he had never step foot into that part for the castle and now one stupid woman was making him do it, she was letting him create a spectacle out of himself very late at night.

As he went towards the wing where the princess his supposed mate was located he noticed the whispers intensify and the murmurings continue.

He couldn't do anything to help himself here, he was at the mercy of his lycan.

Once he got to the door, he met the guards that were stationed there at alert, they didn't even look like they were blinking. At first he was surprised that she was so heavily guarded but then he remembered Killian's reason for doing so, the guards spread out to give him more access to the room but he stopped them, he wasn't sure how he would act if he was alone with her in the room.

he stood outside her door and he enquired about her general welfare. he heard she doesn't do anything much rather than eat, bath, sleep. deep down he was happy but then he felt bad cause he knew she must miss the fresh air and sunlight that only outside to provide.

While thinking, he remembered that if he allowed her freedom like that, his people might start talking that he was being lenient simply because she was his mate, they would demand that the prosecution be continued and he wouldn't be able to go against both his mate and people.

he was still thinking of how to punish her when an idea came into his head, he was going to make her serve as a maid, she would serve and serve the same people she hated for as long as he wanted.

he asks the guards what time Killian came to the place last and he was told that he left not long ago.

He set out to look for him and was thankful that his lycan didn't struggle with him this time around, maybe he was already tired.

Once he found Killian by the training ground, he removed his cloak and his hoodie.

" so what brings you out here "

" I just went round to survey the castle ".

" really, so are you still surveying the castle? ". he asks me with a smirk on his lips.

" so what did you observe? "

" well for one, Everybody is working, good job ".

Killian's smirk becomes bigger.

" okay where were you dressed up to right now ".

"i went to a place okay"!

"And did the place have a certain female vampire who's been in your head for a couple of days in there"

" well Its good you mentioned her, I have a change of plans for her "

" what do you mean by change of plans? ". Killian already didn't like where this was heading.

" well I wanted to tell you to make sure that she be moved from her room every morning by 5am under close inspection to the kitchens where she will be assigned a chore and she must'nt leave her work station till 10pm at night ".

" what Damien " Killian was bewildered.

" yes you heard me, I can't let her be in there all day, she has to move herself around an do some chores. the era of treating her like a princess was long gone now".

" yeah you're right now she's a queen and you have to treat her as such".

"Enough Killian, she might be your queen but not mine since I can see you're in a hurry to forget what her kind have put us through".

" it was war your highness and we never faced her in the battlefield through out till we were done"

" well I don't care about that, I've already told you what I want to happen and I expect it comes into effect immediately, and Killian keep on defending her, I'm sure she'd appreciate it when next she has the chance to slit your throat".

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Lucilda was trying to have some sleep when as early as five (5am) she heard the sound of the door opening, signalling the arrival of someone. she raised her head from her little bed and when she saw that it was the leader of the warriors, she snapped up so fast that she would have sworn her neck almost broke, she thought it was maybe time for her own execution. she had been expecting something like this. he just tossed a uniform on her bed and asked her to get ready and change into the uniform on time.

lucilda didn't have time to ask questions or argue, she just hurried up and got ready, she met the warriors in front of the room and together they journeyed to the kitchen together.

On getting there she was introduced to the head maid Martha, ( a chubby, short woman in her mid 40s), who immediately dragged lucilda to where some maids were already lifting different food platters and taking it to the main hall. She was asked to join them and lift, she had already made up her mind to do whatever it is they wanted her to do, she was ready to play this game along with them.