Chapter 85: The Witch and Her Stupidness 

Chapter 85: The Witch and Her Stupidness 

Killian’s POV 

The first thing I noticed was the bitter taste of pollen still clinging to my tongue. My body felt numb, and my head was heavier than it should have been. A fog clouded my mind, and for a moment, confusion gripped me like wild waves in the midst of a storm. 

Then, the memories fell back into place. 

I had been on my way back from eradicating the remnants of Vandem’s the cursed kingdom. I had bought a bouquet of flowers for Ruby. And then… nothing. The last thing I remembered was the overpowering, sweet scent of the flowers and a voice whispering words I couldn’t understand. 

I forced my eyes open, and what greeted me was not the familiar sight of my palace chambers but an old, decrepit house. The air was thick with dust, and the scent of both medicinal and rotting plants assaulted my senses. The wooden walls were starting to decay, and the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows across the room. As I moved my body, I felt a strong grip on my hands and saw thick ropes glowing with embedded runes, binding me to a rusted iron chair. 

I burst into laughter. Did someone really think they could kidnap me? 

I didn’t know whether I should be angry or amused by this entire joke. I was a tyrant, for hell’s sake! 

I flexed my fingers, testing the strength of my restraints. The magic woven into thern bit into my skin, sizzling slightly against my power until it seared the outer layer of my epidermis. 

“Elysian, are you there?” 

And then, my wolf answered, “Yeah, though I’m a little shaken up here. Can’t you just use your magic? Those are just ordinary runes.” 

“I’m trying,” I grumbled. “What kind of lunatic thinks kidnapping a king is a good idea?” 

“Clearly, someone who doesn’t know you.” 

“Who in this world doesn’t know me and my reputation?” 

Elysian sighed. “I’m still dizzy. Good luck, buddy.” 

I cursed as my wolf completely retreated into my inner world. How dare he relax and go to sleep while I was struggling to break free from these ridiculous ropes? A few moments later, the restraints started to weaken. I felt a surge of relief until a voice echoed through the room. 

“You’re awake.” 

I lifted my gaze to see a hunched figure emerge, clad in the same tattered cloak as that old flower vendor. But as they stepped closer, I could see it was merely a disguise. Their fingers twitched, and with a wave of their hand, the illusion melted away like wax. 

And there she stood. 

Alice. 

Lucius’s wife. A woman I had killed with my own hands. 

My crimson eyes widened slightly before sharpening like daggers. I clenched my teeth, hissing, “How are you alive?” Because it was impossible for a mortal who had died to return to life. No matter how powerful the magic. 

“I remember snapping your neck myself and hearing your final breath.” 

Alice smiled, flicking her brown hair over her shoulder. “Surprised?” 

“Annoyed,” I corrected, my voice as cold as steel. “I have no interest in entertaining ghosts. Especially pathetic ones like you.” 

Her laughter was light, airy, as if I had just told the most charming joke. 

“Oh, Killian, you wound me. But I’m very much alive. Look!” Her fingers danced in the air, and an unseen force pressed against my chest. “Ah, you really thought I was just a weak little Queen? How cruel of you.” 

“You are weak, bitch,” I growled. “And now, you’re also a fool. You think you can kidnap me? Is your brain as rotten as your husband’s?” 

I stretched against the ropes again, the magic Successfully unlocked!ength. “Tell me, how are you standing here, 

breathing, when you should be rotting underground?? 

Alice’s smile stretched wider than before, so much so that I thought it might tear apart at any moment. She took a step closer, her eyes brimming with longing so much that it made me sick. 

“I was never like the rest of you, my dear Killian.” She tilted her head, confessing with a soft hum. “I was born a witch long 

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before I became the Queen of the North. My beloved Lucius thought he controlled me, but that fool never realized it was who controlled him.” 

Alice let out a breathless, almost delirious laugh. “And you, Killian… you were supposed to be mine.” 

I sneered, “In your wildest and most delusional dreams.” 

Her face twisted in fury before she quickly smoothed it over. She stepped even closer, reaching out to caress my cheek. I had to restrain the urge to tear her apart. 

“Why?” she whispered, feigning sorrow in her voice. “Why did you choose her? That pathetic little Luna?” 

“She’s nothing compared to me!” 

A cold, sharp fury burned in my chest the moment Ruby’s name left her lips. Alice’s eyes flickered with something unhinged. 

“But it’s fine. Now that Lucius is gone, you and I can finally-” 

I didn’t let her finish. The moment she leaned in, I took the chance and slammed my forehead against her face hard. 

Alice shrieked, stumbling backward, clutching her face as blood dripped from her nose. Her cry twisted into something monstrous as her fingers contorted into claws and her face warped into something hideous once more. 

How far had this bitch fallen into forbidden magic?! 

“You should have stayed dead, dear Alice, I growled, using the moment of distraction to push my power outward. My teeth clenched as the magic in the ropes burned deeper into my flesh until they finally snapped. “Well, I suppose it’s time to bury you in the ground again.” 

Alice hissed, hurling an arc of magic toward me. Unfortunately for her, she wasn’t fast enough. I was already upon her, my hand wrapping around her throat and lifting her off the ground as she clawed at my wrist. 

“How disappointing. I expected something far more spectacular from you after revealing yourself as a witch.” 

She tried to speak, but no sound came out. Her nails dug into my skin, and I only chuckled darkly, amused. Slowly, the life drained from her eyes, and with one last pitiful breath, her body went limp. 

“Go join your husband in hell, Alice.” 

I released her, letting her lifeless body slump to the floor. 

The remnants of that pathetic battle left nothing but silence. Then, irritation settled in. 

“Well, that was a fucking inconvenience.” 

My gaze swept across the room, disgust curling at my lips. This entire place reeked of filth, magic, and failed delusions. I had no desire to linger here any longer than necessary. With a snap of my fingers, fire erupted from my palm. I hurled it at Alice’s corpse, watching as the flames immediately caught, devouring everything in their path. 

I turned on my heel, stepping out just as the house was consumed by fire behind me. 

The cold night air greeted me, the moon watching as if entertained by the spectacle. I exhaled, releasing the tension from my shoulders. One pest successfully eradicated. Now, onto the next problem. 

I caught the scent of blood again and glanced down at myself. Fuck. With a sigh, I made my way back to the inn. The innkeeper nearly fainted upon seeing me in the exact same state I had arrived in. 

After washing up, I leaned back against the bathtub, running a hand through my damp hair. 

What the fuck was happening to me? 

I had conquered kingdoms, slaughtered thousands, and yet… I had just burned an entire house to the ground because a dead woman had insulted Ruby. Not only that, but I had scorched another kingdom’s land. Though, to be fair, they had pissed me off long before Ruby ever came into the picture. 

I clicked my tongue. 

Now, how should I convince that woman not to sulk? Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to fuck her senseless tonight. 

I needed a gift. Something else to bring back to her besides bloodshed. 

Maybe no flowers this time. 

At least, not from another witch. 

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