CHAPTER 5 CONT..
"Nympha, even if you remember nothing, I'll drag you back home."
Stating so, he has deadly ruthlessness and expectations in his eyes. Keep her locked up to stay forever with them in the paradise prison.
He will give her everything, there is in his palace. He will also give his body and soul, his life and whole dedication, even his death, after all, even as a soul he will still drag her to accompany him. In short, he has become a toxic tree.
"But, if you remember even just one thing and you still dare to not come back, I will drag you to hell."
And if she remembers everything all this time, he can't easily let her off, his son and him has suffered too much in her irresponsibility and absence. She promised to not leave but as if ditching an oath is as easy as breathing, she didn't live up to the promise, while he desperately kept them naively as if it was their lovely token of love.
He would also send her to pain, suffering and loneliness maximized more than they additionally felt but she does not need to worry, he would still give her the accompaniment she needs, all the love and care, all his properties, and still his life and death.
In short, he is also devising a plan to make her completely rely on him while he intentionally pushed her in a hell cage where he and his son would still accompany her to the end.
"Like a family, ah... you really have to make me this crazy with you before leaving me hanging in a steep cliff. I love you."
"I love you so so much. So much, so much, I love you so much. Love youuu."
Like a devout madman he would recite so and spread his hands in the wide mirror as if hugging her and kept kissing the white neck in it crazily whenever her mouth opens to speak in sarcasm.
This way, he felt as if he was hugging her slender back and spoke to him face to face in a loving way. His delusions turned on again and the words were delated to him in the sweetest form that it can ever have.
When she got pricked with thorns, he was delighted and stopped to bring out a small bottle. The pricked blood was not in the rose stem but rather was there now, like a teleportation.
"See, I can keep accompanying you now, wherever you go."
In short, he was going to use it for tracking her. Truly, a madman.
Then, he heard her continue to speak, and this time, she asked for the sincerety in his gift.
He wore a sad mask of exaggeration and a bit of truth. He was still a bit hurt when he saw her coldness to throw the gift back to the well without any drop of hesitation. But his sad voice rang in the dark room only lighted with a slightly open curtain.
"My love for you has always been the most sincere in this world, my dearest Nympha."
Meanwhile, the head guard outside, Cleinor, who has strong hearing heard all of this and shivered with the first time his lord shown this much feelings, worse it was all craziness and madness, with anger and sadness all pointed for one person, a woman who left her, this future Madame Nympha who.
He was worried for the lord. But he shivered when he heard the latest statement, it was like he also has delusions, the love confession converted to death execution for the pitiful lady Nympha.
'My craziness is all over you and you must eat it all without leftovers, , oh pitiful Nympha.'
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