"My lord, The devil..... The devil is awake." A Vampire said entering into the room with wobble leg, the man before him managed to make himself lord over vampires without being a member of the royal family and he did that by killing all those by stood in his way including all the members of the royal family.
The royal family were known to be the most powerful of all vampires because of their bloodlines and the man before him had killed them all, why was he not to be feared by him a mere vampire with no special bloodline.
"Damon is awake huh?" Duane said with a mischievous look in his eyes as he smiled widely.
The vampire who came to break the news felt shivers in his legs as he saw that smile.
"Good, you may leave." Duane said turning to grin at him.
The vampire hurriedly left as he felt an overbearing dark aura in the room and wanted to leave immediately.
Duane too left the room wanting to go see Damon, he ran his hands through his dark shiny hair as he walked down the hallway staring at the paintings on the wall, fate played a trick on them, a trick that no matter how much they wanted to reconcile with each other they just could not because of a bond, a bond they could not break.
Duane reached the cell where Damon was kept and saw him crouching on the ground with one of his knee bent with his hand on top and the other leg just laid casually on the ground.
Damon seemed to be in a deep thought as his head was bent, sweat soaked his hair making his hair stick to his face.
"Where is she?" Damon asked sensing Duane's presence.
"Despite the fact she was used to drug you, you still ask for her first." Duane asked with a sneer.
"heh, I do not care, all I know is that you have a problem with me, don't you dare hurt her or you will regret it. Now where is she?" Damon said raising his head to glare at Duane.
"Brother, you really think you are in the position to request for her now huh?" Duane asked.
"I haven't heard that word from you in a long time, why start now?" Damon said smirking as he looked at Duane raising his brows in an extremely alluring manner.
"Whatever." Duane muttered rolling his eyes, "But you are still not going to get her, poor Ophelia has been crying for you to ask if you are well after she found out that she has been used against you, I wonder what her reaction would be if she finds out that you found a human toy in the real world." Duane said with a playful smirk on his face.
"You would not dare." Damon growled at Duane, saying it he was afraid to hurt Ophelia feelings but at the same time afraid that Ophelia might end up hurting Amelia.
Damon sighed he rested his head against the wall in frustration, ever since he woke up he has been at a dilemma.
At one hand there was Amelia and the other hand was Ophelia, he did not know whom to choose, but Ophelia was the one he has been with for ages.
What about if Amelia was under a spell giving him an illusion that she was Ophelia.
"I see you are lost in thought, regretting getting a play toy??" Duane asked jesting at Damon
Damon felt a surge of anger within him hearing Duane refer to Amelia as a plaything.
"Bring her in." Damon suddenly heard Duane ordered making his turn to look at his direction lazily.
"I know you are not trying to escape because she is in my hand, and I commend you for being smart to that extent." Duane commended Damon but all he got was a sneer in response.
"Damon?" Damon heard that familiar soft voice that usually called out to him.
"You know, if you are a fake, you would not like what I would do to you at last, Duane must have promised you something but I promise you, If I find out you are a fake not only would I take that thing away from you, I will also utterly destroy you." Damon threatened coldly as he turned to look at Ophelia with a death glare as his golden eyes gleamed.
Ophelia felt her back stiffen under the scrunitizing gaze of Damon and then realised a low cough before looking back at Damon in his eyes.
"Why would you think I would deceive you, after all we have been through together, don't you love me anymore?" Ophelia asked as tears filled her eyes threatening to spill.
Damon had his doubts as his brows furrowed looking at Ophelia deeply but in the end sighed, no matter how doubtful he was, he could not bare to see that face cry.
"When would you let her go?" Damon asked directing his question to Duane avoiding Ophelia question.
"When you agree to let go of your powers and Kingdom." Duane stated simply, "Hah, in your dreams boy." Damon replied him resting his head back on the wall with closed eyes.
"So you are not willing to sacrifice your powers for your love, I will quite say I'm surprised." Duane clicked his tongue.
Damon did not respond to Duane and kept his eyes closed, sensing he did not want to talk anymore Duane tsked lightly before turning to leave but signalled the others to carry Ophelia away first.
"I will never apologize if that is what you want." Damon stated without opening his eyes.
Duane hands went down as he clenched his fists angrily, "That's why you are here to pay for what you have done, I don't want your apology." He argued refusing to let his emotions to show before storming off.
Damon eyes flew open as they had changed colours indicating his shift in emotions.
"Siblings are really dumb aren't they?" Damon thought out loud before closing his eyes back with a soft smile on his face.