Ch. 32 : To Hunt a Maid
Ivy, Drako and the rest of my children returned to my room after I walked out with Calix, all silently asking where I was going before I passed by. I wanted to answer their questions and help ease their worries that I knew they still held, but I was too consumed by rage to stop. Too engulfed in my own anger and fear to focus on anything else. I needed to have this enemy taken care of. I needed to get rid of this impending threat that harmed my daughter in their attempts to kill me. I needed to spill blood or hear their cries of pain to satisfy my inner darkness that was already swallowed up by a pyre of hate and unspeakable bloodlust. Calix seemed to pick up on my impatience because he soon picked up the pace and wove through the Palace effortlessly with me still close behind him. Maids
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