᯽Capítulo 03⊰᯽

᯽⊱❈═ A U D R A ═❈⊰᯽

Eyes as dark as the night that now surrounded him, black hair and a pale skin that was the complete opposite of what normally belonged to him.

A disguise.

A crude one.

Well, but it wasn't as if the dragon needed more, not as if anyone would notice it was him, not with that little intellect that all those guards seemed to possess.

"Did you hear? They said she went crazy and killed the archduke's favorite mistress" one of the guards approached the one next to him "the cause was strangulation, and then a deep cut to the throat…" the man's gaze dropped, as if they were now feeling sorry for the poor soul they had never even met.

"Yes, everyone was talking about how the body was found, it was something horrible to see" the other added "she really must have succumbed to madness as they said, but it's not surprising" he leaned forward a little more, thus putting his hand in front of his mouth, like a true gossip woman of high society "it was common knowledge that she didn't groom herself, and always looked downcast" she continued with those poisonous words.

'Maybe he should become a gossip writer, not remain a guard' Audra thought as he heard that, all those meaningless words that were just thrown around for not knowing anything, not even wanting to know anything.

He wanted to kill them.

No, he couldn't.

He was trying to be discreet, he was trying to keep his identity hidden and his presence too in that dump they called a mansion.

But nobody there was cooperating.

"Crazy women get what they deserve."

A female voice not far away said with disdain.

"You're right, I couldn't stand to see her walking around with that self-pitying air anymore."

   Another one continued, this one covering her own face with her fan, which was decorated in very bad taste, with those frills fluttering on the end of it.

'All you do is judge her? She didn't even want to…' he didn't complete his thought, he knew she didn't, he knew that none of them cared and just wanted a subject for the next useless tea party they were so fond of throwing, along with those fake smiles and words that managed to be even more so.

And that chatter continued, the more he entered that place, the more gossip and insults could be heard.

No, he should.

It couldn't.

No...

Fuck it.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He ended up shouting when he had already entered that place "STOP RESUMING IT TO SOMETHING SO FUCKING!" He continued, thus abandoning his entire plan and any logic and reason he once had in his being "I don't care if you don't, but don't tarnish her memory!" He finished, immediately running after his angry outburst.

He had to find her, I had to get her out of there.

"DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!" It could be heard in the distance, probably the voice of some guard "CLOSE THE EXITS!" The same voice spoke soon after.

Damn.

Why so reckless?

He had no time for that, not a millisecond to wonder why he had been so impulsive and foolish; he had to act quickly.

He was running, and yet he could hear from all sides the sound of heavy metal, of swords clattering carelessly.

Where is this cell?

Where is this thing?

But when he arrived, there were those eyes, those polished sapphire eyes that he hated so much, that he disliked so much.

Kyree.

The useless man who had the title of Archduke.

"Oh? What do I owe your illustrious presence?" Audra said debauchedly, even though she saw that she was surrounded "have you come to show some slight consideration for your wife?" he asked, already knowing the answer, with a malicious arch of his lips.

"What have I got to do with a crazy woman? You invaded my house!" he spoke with a certain anger in his tone, pointing his sword in the dragon's direction "you deserve death, for such disrespect!" he gripped the hilt of the sword with considerable force.

Bullshit.

"Then why did you come in person? If it was just an invasion, as you are saying." he kept a provocative eye contact with the archduke while fingering the rapier at his waist "why come here in person? Don't you trust your soldiers? Or...did you have to make sure that something valuable would not be taken from you?" Audra's tone became velvety, a velvety full of traps.

The deep blue eyes carried confusion and a certain surprise in their widening.

Did that stranger know?

No, he couldn't have.

"STOP TALKING NONSENSE!" he shouted as he came a little closer, still with his sword pointed at Audra. "Just get out!" he could see that pale face, painted by several freckles, turn as red as the dragon's true hair color.

Liar.

A horrible liar.

"Of course, of course… but if you're just bothered by my unwanted visit... you could let me take her, don't you think?" he turned his face slightly to the side, as if expecting an answer.

'Don't you dare!' was stamped on Kyree's face, but what could he do at that point?

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had already seen Audra's threatening aura.

He already knew he would be killed.

"Do as you like…" the sword was brought to the ground, next to his gaze "just take that dying woman away, do what you want!" he added as he turned his back.

Coward.

And this is how you will treat her?

And this is how you will return the years that you have fucked with her life?

It didn't matter, the cell had been opened, he would get what he wanted, he would give her the second chance she deserved.

"I can at least... decide how…" saw that small and weak body say, along with a weak smile on his face as he lifted that dagger "father, mother...I will find you again…" he muttered a few seconds before shoving that shiny tip into his stomach.

He was too late.

He couldn't prevent her death.

Idiot.

Idiot.

Idiot.

Idiot.

Idiot.

Idiot.

Not even her disguise could keep up when she witnessed this, her silver eyes stared at her, staring along with the tears that were kept from falling.

"It can't end like this, it shouldn't end like this…"

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