petty demon

prologues

Crowds of mourners in black dresses had filled the palace burial area. Watching the last time they saw Queen Aldwick. Gray clouds blanketed the sky making the atmosphere of mourning more pronounced. The sobbing was sometimes heard from some mourners who knew the Queen's near benevolence.

In a dark room, the curtains of the room were still left closed. The room looks chaotic with lots of stuff scattered everywhere. A man with silver hair sat facing the wall where a painting of a woman with blue slices and a sweet smile on his lips was attached. The sad and sad face has not disappeared from his face.

"So this is what you want?" A voice full of sorrow and disappointment rang out from between his lips. "You never listened to me even once. No, I should have killed him while I could and let you survive."

Devian grabbed the sword beside him and immediately walked quickly out of his room. He passed through several long and dark alleys in his castle, slowly the memories of Beautiful with his wife for five years with him again crossed his head leaving behind the anger and pain he felt. Until in front of a large door Devian kicked the door that immediately opened and made a loud sound.

Beryl turned to look at who had made a mess by entering Alice's room. Beryl was shocked to see the arrival of Devian, the girl immediately held the baby who was sleeping in her arms. Devian walked quickly towards them, pulled the sword from its sheath and threw it in any direction. Devian immediately took a swing and swung his sword towards Beryl.

Beryl immediately dodged any direction so that she and the baby in her hands were not hit by Devian's weapons. The Devian Sword managed to split one of the seats there. It made Beryl tremble with fear.

"Give me that thing and I'll let you live." Devian muttered with rage.

no, Your Highness!!" Decline Beryl. "Your Majesty Alice has asked me to protect and guard Prince Alexis."

"Alexis??" Devian asked in disbelief. "Did he give you a name?" Devian muttered furiously.

"Your Majesty also left this for you." Beryl took out an envelope from her pocket extending her hand to Devian trembling. "Queen, spend 5 months of her pregnancy thinking about her mistake against you. The Queen also feels regret for choosing to fight you, Your Majesty."

Devian dropped the sword in his hand and grabbed the letter. The man quickly tore the envelope paper in his hand and read the folded paper neatly inside.

Your Majesty, I must somehow start. For four months you ignored me, but I didn't blame you. Sorry for the selfishness I have, sorry if keeping this baby was a mistake. But, he means so much. Every night he apologizes in my dream, every night he asks about you. You can hate me, but love Alexis. Don't let him live without the affection of his parents. At least, hug her like you're always hugging me every night.

I will love you, Your Majesty Devian.

Devian***strong paper in his hand and threw it to the floor with a rough finish.

"Keep him out of my sight." Devian muttered leaving Beryl and Baby Alexis in the room.

Alexis Windsor grew so fast even without her parents. Living with his grandparents in Corfe without asking about his parents. Living with the abundant affection of his grandparents. Now the little prince has reached the age of eight years and is always accompanied by the nanny and her personal bodyguard Howen, a noble son from the demon kingdom.

Howen always accompanies Alexis wherever she goes. Escorting and guarding the Young Prince from danger, also served as a teacher for the Prince. Howen would never let Prince Alexis get hurt.

However, one day Aldwick's emissary came and ordered Prince Alexis to return to Aldwick. After a long time he did not know his father. He was finally able to meet her, happiness enveloped him but also fear that came out of nowhere.

Alexis looked agitated in his car. Howen who saw the restlessness of his Master from the window immediately approached by aligning his horse with the window of Alexis' chariot.

"I don't know, will you be happy to see me?" Alexis looked at Howen with an expression that was hard to decipher.

Howen was silent for a moment, he tried to think of how to give an answer that would not disappoint his master. "What do you think, Your Majesty? How do you feel now?" Howen finally asked.

"I feel happy but also scared, because I've never met him. I'm just afraid if we... " Axis lowered her head and did not continue her sentence.

"Your Majesty, it all takes time, haven't we just learned it?" Howen tried to give Alexis some spirit.

"You're right, Howen. Nothing bad is going to happen, isn't it." Alexis leaned against the car seat and used her arms as a pedestal behind her head.

For a moment Howen felt relieved Alexis could calm herself down.

Deep, deep in the Blackville woods. The forest is full of wild creatures and terrible creatures that you would never have imagined. There a small hut stood, a woman in a shabby dress was waiting for someone restlessly. Before long a child of about twelve years old began to enter the yard of the small house with a sack in his hand.

"Rhodri why did you just come back? You're making mom anxious." The woman quickly approached her son.

"I brought enough food for us, ma'am." Rhodri handed the sack to her mother.

"If your father hadn't done anything silly, we wouldn't have lived like this. Become a royal villain and hide. I gave you the name Rhodri so you could be King like your father." The woman continued to talk with excitement, reminiscing about her past as Queen and Honorable Nobles of the Aldwick kingdom.

"Aleysia, stop talking and bring it here. I'm hungry." Shouts the voice of someone from inside the house.

An old man came out to tell the Princess and her granddaughter to enter immediately.

"It's also dad's fault, I should have asked Adrian to stay quiet and not touch Corfe or the fucking girl. Even though he's dead, but I still haven't calmed down." His murmur was full of anger.

"Here we go, Aleysia we just have to take care that no one knows we're here."

"Grandfather, why do you keep talking about a father who's so bad? I like King Devian better, he looks great."

"Don't mention that name, I'm sick of hearing Rhodri. Dad, have you met those people? Who helped Adrian perform the forbidden ceremony." Aleysia turned to her father.

"As Adrian had guessed, he could be resurrected if the Demon King broke his covenant. But, without the water from the lake of immortality and a body that could accept his soul it would be difficult." Obviously Aleysia's father.

Aleysia was seen eroding for a moment and glanced at her son who was silent listening to the grandfather.