Chapter 45: Chapter fourty-five

Mark's fist raised in the air in the direction of Andreas's chin but right when it was going to hit it, he blocked the punch, rolling his eyes.

Andreas looked at him speechless and feeling embarrassed for him, he seemed so desperate at his sight.

"Go grab a drink." He said nodding at one table in which a bottle of gin was situated.

He knitted his eyebrow, "I don't drink." He said,

"I bet you will begin soon," Andreas murmured hissing a laugh as he saw him walking away to lay on the sofa.

Enjoying some instants of calmness he laid his head on Roselyn's shoulder and spread his arm around her stomach to hug her.

Her breast going up and down as she breathed lullaby to him goodnight making him fall into a deep sleep.

As the sun went down the sky became dark,

the night falls signing the end of the day. When the sun arose a new day began but the reality in which Andreas woke up, was still the same. He stretched his back that was hurting for the uncomfortable position he slept in.

While he stretched his gaze fell on the sofa where Mark was supposed to be found but he was not there anymore. He gazed around in search of his short brunette hair and his small body stature.

He was not concerned about his health, but his concerns were only reserved to the fact he knew about the Otherworld and he could expose the secret to the humans.

Roselyn who was still laying down and sleeping went to slowly open her eyes. She felt like her body was broken, her muscles were hurting and she could barely move.

Andreas smiled hugely when he saw her waking up, hugging her tightly.

"Ouch" she complained in a murmuring voice making him release his too-tight hug.

"W-w-what happened?" She questioned under her breath.

Andreas caressed her cold cheeks and looked at her in a way she was never looked before.

"I will tell you soon. Now just promise me that you will follow my indications no matter what. It's just you and me now." He said in a whisper, positioning a gentle kiss on her forehead.

She looked at him puzzled as she didn't know that kind side of him yet.

Then tried to lift her back from the table where she was laying on but she was immediately pushed down by Andreas. "Don't move. Your muscles have to recover fully from ..."

"From?" Roselyn murmured with a sigh of voice she had left.

"From your transformation."

Her eyes narrowed as she couldn't recall anything. It was like she was asleep the full night.

"Your evil side took possession of your body. And everyone at the party saw it." He said, Roselyn opened her mouth to object but

before she could say anything he continued, "I am here to protect you." He covered her hand that was positioned on the table with his tying their fingers together and he held it.

"Okay. Thank you. I will check an eye on both of them." Mark's voice was heard from afar, Andreas turned around to see him non chalantly get inside the room where they were in. He had a proud smile on his face, leading Andreas to deduce what he had done.

"No!" Roselyn reading Andreas' gaze, tried to scream but her intention failed as the voice came out as a whisper.

However, he already disappeared to appear a split second after, in front of Mark, his mighty grip was raising him from the neck.

"How dare you!" He raised his voice, making him shook his eyes in fear.

A clamorous noise came from the door as it broke down. People from the magic council broke in followed by bodyguards and magical creatures.

Andreas rushed in front of her, opening his arm widely he created a circular wall that seemed to be a huge shield.

The first member of the council stretched his hand but his attempt barely moved the wall protection he created around her.

"Get out of the way." Margaret raised her voice entering last.

Andreas kept spreading his arms widely in front of his lover, he had no intention of moving. He promised himself and her not to let her alone anymore and he wouldn't do that now that she needed him most.

"Everyone stop." Margaret's voice was heard once more.

People from the council paused their walk.

"Let me have a chat with him." She said in a calmer voice. "I know you're worried for her. But she is dangerous now."

The ball Roselyn was in wasn't impeding her to hear their conversation.

"We have to stop her before it's too late." She continued in a softer voice, Andreas' eyes filled with tears. The lady tried to caress him but he backed off.

"Margaret don't, trust me she isn't dangerous. It was my fault. You made me break up with her and everything summed up all together driving her to wake up her dark side."

He murmured as he backed off.

Margaret shook her head, "I am sorry" she murmured.

He turned around, gazing at Roselyn.

"When things get bad. Call Pagos." He mouthed, then in a loud voice he slowly enunciated "and remember, I love you."

His words made Roselyn smile unconsciously, even if she couldn't understand clearly what was happening she knew that he was in difficulty. But the most important thing, she knew he was with her now and all she could do to prove her feelings were reciprocal was side with him too.

She slowly got down from the table and walked toward him, stretching her arm toward him.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

She nodded, he took her hand and held it.

Smiling to him, words came out of her mouth almost uncontrollably "I love you too."

Understanding their intention Margaret sided with her army and her council in front of them. Creating three full rows.

On the first one were sided the magic guards of Xilentia, in charge of taking them down using both magic and strength.

In case they failed, a second row would occur their help, composed of magical creatures, winged horsed, wolves, and phoenicians.

As the last attempt, a final row was standing composed by the members of the magic council led by the one and only Margaret, known for being the fifth most powerful sorceress in the entire world.

It was not a normal battle, it was a proper suicide for Roselyn and Andreas.

Yet they stood there looking fearless, whatever would have happened, they would die together. Holding their hands tightly as if nothing else mattered.