My Enemy Is My King's

Chapter 35 - The Agreement With the Black Witch

CHAPTER 35

The night after Magixion's attack, the skies of the Arandele Kingdom appeared dark without stars and moons. Black fog enveloped the city center, residents entered the dwelling faster because they were afraid of the owner of darkness.

The longer the fog moved towards the royal castle. Blue light danced among the walking mist. The whole city suddenly experienced winter, the leaves froze, the flowers dried up and died slowly, the leaves on the trees fell, many branches broke down the streets and the roofs of the people's houses.

The black fog finally arrived at the Castle, more precisely the bedroom tower of Princess Hera. Instantly stopped, even the hail stopped in the air, human activity paused.

Princess Hera gulped very hard, finally Anastasia came to make a pact with him, something she knew from Queen Helena.

The gripping feeling could be felt, Princess Hera witnessed for herself with her two eyes how time really came to a standstill.

The maids in his room scattered out, some of them even intended to bring Princess Hera out, but unfortunately no one could prevent Anastasia's intentions.

“Your Highness Mr. Princess, I beg you to forgive me, if this first arrival without making the schedule first.” Anastasia was so beautiful and smiled warmly, for a moment Hera was sad and then let out tears. She remembered the late Queen, the facial structure between Anastasia and her mother was very similar.

“What made you come? Sorry we didn't prepare any welcome.” Princess Hera was heartening even though the rewards Anastasia offered were tempting.

“You are indeed smart.” Sarcas Anastasia, her two black eyes as if skinning the interlocutor.

Observe thoroughly about Princess Hera, and yes it is true like the prophecy in the book, that only the pure blood of the descendants of the white witch can defeat the black magician.

If Anastasia fails to make a pact, it is certain that her life as the strongest witch and the great woman will run aground. But he was happy because Princess Hera, a very indifferent person and not under anyone's supervision.

“Say now Anastasia? What do you want?” Hera asked back, even this time he was more courageous and not afraid. Remember her agreement with Queen Helena, and how sick it was when she refused to agree to her sister's request.

“Oh, you are so enthusiastic Your Highness Princess Hera, you indeed deserve to replace me in the witch's palace, none other than yourself.” Seringai sly Anastasia.

Anastasia sat leaning on the Princess's large bed, straightened her legs, and played her hands in front of the air, her fingers dancing to the pitch black smoke.

“Ah Her Highness Princess Hera, I just want you to be my ally, how? Just standing by my side. I'll give you whatever you want, including control of the entire Kingdom, not just allies of Arandele.” Said Anastasia, then he quickly darted somewhere behind Hera's body, his right hand stuck to Princess Hera's neck, long creepy nails were pierced into the skin.

Anastasia whispered something, the low voice was very deep, hissing also instilled hatred.

“The kingdom of Magixion and its allies will be ours, imagine .. you will be flattered by all mankind on earth. We have the extraordinary power of the Magixion warriors, and you are Princess Hera, being her Queen, no other Queen or King.”

Anastasia's offer was tempting but Hera only wanted to lead Arandele not another kingdom let alone the entire kingdom.

“Oh is amazing, is it true that just standing with you, being able to make the world fall under my feet?” Princess Hera showed a face of spirit and a smile, her arrogant attitude was very noticeable.

“Of course Your Majesty, let's make an agreement ... and you will be bound for the rest of your life with me, b0d0h.” base Continue the black magician in his rotten and hateful heart.

Princess Hera panicked because she had been bound by her sister's agreement, and what if this young old woman found out. This moment must also be Hera's life.

“T-but I .. I .. aakkh.” Princess Hera's agonizing screams when she saw the backs of her hands etched into something, blood dripping down onto the floor.

“Oh Sorry my nephew, with this you can not escape.” Anastasia then laughed looking at the carving on the back of Hera's hand.

The girl was still grimacing in pain even now her body was falling on the floor with a pool of red blood. Her body was weak without bones, Princess Hera shed tears, saw Anastasia scramble her room as if looking for something, while the owner of the contest just rolled up without any effort to fight.

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