Heavy footsteps were heard inside the throne room. Elisia's heart pounded as she knew who owned that voice. She would never forget the cold tone of her brother's voice when he almost ripped her to pieces twenty years ago.
She turned around and saw Zuriel, her eldest brother and the current King of the Underworld. His aura was overwhelming and strong. His presence made her shiver as he walked toward his throne.
He was topless and seemed like he came from a battle. There were some open wounds on his arms and tiny spots of sweat were seen on his body. His long black hair was ponytailed but some strands were spread through his shoulders.
She looked into his brother's eyes and saw hatred in them. She could not blame him for despising her. It was her fault that Olivia was never allowed to enter Acheron and needed to stay in Terra for good. It was her childish and selfish acts that made her siblings hate her.
"Zuriel." She murmured.
Zuriel glared at her.
