Dixon’s POV
I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing through the room, the impact rattling the walls. My hand balled into a fist, and I exhaled, my breath ragged and uneven. My shoulders slumped in defeat, and I felt like I could barely move.
“Why did I do it?” I yelled, my voice hoarse and trembling. I stumbled over to the window, bracing myself against the ledge. “Why did I tell him?” I slammed my fist against the wall, the pain shooting through my hand as I cursed myself.
Remembering what happened to those who knew about me, how they all met their demise just because they got to know about me made my heart tighten in fear. I gripped my shirt, staring down at my chest to see that my body had come back to normal.
“I’m fucked up!” I threw my head back, my eyes shut down on their own and I could hear cries of those who had met their demise because of me, their agony cries filled my head, hunting my head.
“Should I ask him to leave the villa? What if… What if the messenger saw him and reported it to Eruba? Will Rezso die? Will he die for real?” my eyes shimmered with tears as I flagged my eyes open.
“I need to do something. I need to do something to prevent Rezso from dying. Should I just die instead? Should I just kill myself and put an end to everything?” I gulped down nervously, and my fist went up to my chest, smacking my chest as I remembered the look on his face, that resentment looked on Rezso’s face as he pushed me away before walking out of that building.
‘You’re evil… No, you’re a devil. Why would you and your people do that to her Highness, why?’
The tears in his eyes as he said those words to me shattered my heart. It wasn’t I who did it to her, but I couldn’t say otherwise since I was there when he was torturing the innocent Queen.
My eyes darted out of the window, watching Rezso’s figure move in the dark with his eyes bowed to the floor.
I shouldn’t have let him see the tattoo, no, I shouldn’t have moved closer to him in the first place when I already know shit like that would happen in the long run.
“Shit!” I stamped my foot on the floor, my head was spinning as Eruba’s warning replayed in my head.
‘I know you don’t have the mind to kill yourself, and I won’t kill you over a silly mistake, because I need you. But if you tell anyone about us, about what we are, I’ll kill anyone who knows. And anyone close to them, too. Just like this your little boy right here.’
I could hear his voice in my mind, his voice was cold and emotionless, devoid of any remorse or regret. I could still remember the sly smile on his face as he cut him, my dead boyfriend, into tiny pieces.
“What if he does the same to Rezso? What if he killed Rezso just like he killed him?” my voice shook and my lips trembled as I recalled the past incident.
“No,” I shook my head, not wanting to give in to the evil thought in my head, “Rezso can’t die because of me.” tears rolled down my eyes as I broke down into tears.
I need someone powerful to protect Rezso for me, even though he might not look at me the way he looked at me before. Yet, I need to protect him, I need to protect him from Eruba if I don’t want to lose him forever.
But who could I ask for help without spilling my secrets? Who would agree to protect Rezso, knowing what I’d done to get here? Who would be willing to overlook my sins, and help me protect the one person I loved? The thought of it was overwhelming, and I felt like I was going to die with the way my heart was thumping hard against my chest.
“No one would help me. I’m a traitor, I am an enemy of this nation and no one would be willing to shield me from my crime. No one except the king, but would he agree to protect Rezso, knowing that he’s my lover? Would he forgive me, knowing what I’ve done? Would he really help, even after knowing I was his enemy?” I stared at my shaking hands, remembering the lives I’d taken. The blood that had stained my hands, and the regret that weighed on my heart.
“No,” I whispered, shaking my head sadly. “I have to confess my sins to His Majesty, I have to confess even if it means I’ll lose my life. I can’t let Rezso die. I won’t let him suffer for my mistakes. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect him, even if it means I’ll be condemned.” I felt the weight of my decision settle on my shoulders, and I knew there was no going back.
Just as I was about to steel myself for the confrontation ahead, I heard heavy footsteps outside my door. My heart jumped into my throat as there came a heavy kick on my door, the door burst open at the second kick, and I could hear heavy footsteps approaching.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Czar, one of the king’s most trusted warriors, step into the room. Behind him, three other warriors followed in his wake, their faces set in dark, menacing expressions. Czar’s smirk sent a shiver down my spine, and I could feel my legs shaking. This was bad. Very bad.
What are they doing at my place? To what do I owe their unannounced visit?
“What is the meaning of this ridiculous…”
Czar cut me off with a smirk on his face. “The king has requested your presence in the interrogation room, Royal Warrior Dixon,” he let out, his voice like ice. A cruel smile spread across his lips. “I wonder what you’ve done to earn his anger. He must be furious to have ordered your arrest.” He leaned in closer, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Whatever it was, it must have been quite the transgression.”
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as Czar turned to look at the men behind him. “Take him!” he barked. My blood ran cold as the men advanced towards me, their eyes dark and menacing.