Kyle's lips parted, his throat working as his eyes remained unable to look away from her beautiful, enticing gaze.
"Co with , Kyle," she said, holding his hand and gently pulling him. Her eyes never released their hold on him.
As Kyle stood, seemingly in a trance, her smile widened. "You make so happy, Kyle," she drawled, her voice growing even more tempting.
Guiding Kyle toward the door, Elijah's voice suddenly rang out. "Wait," he called, his words echoing in the room.
Ignoring him completely, she asked Kyle, without stopping in her tracks, "Your brother can't stop you from coming with , right, Kyle?"
"Yes," Kyle replied, still seemingly entranced.
"See?" she smiled sweetly. "So, just let your younger brother be, Prince Elijah."
Before Elijah could respond, she disappeared, taking Kyle along with her.
And in the blink of an eye, they materialized inside a dimly lit room.
She guided him towards the bed, never releasing her gaze from his eyes. Suddenly, the back of Kyle's feet hit the edge of the bed, causing him to fall into a sitting position.
"Oh, Kyle... what a handso young man you are," she praised, and as her fingers caressed his lips, the woman shrieked. In an instant, she found herself pinned against the bed where Kyle had been sitting just monts ago. Kyle's fingers were wrapped tightly around her neck as he glared down at her with fury. "You," he hissed, his voice filled with venom. "Take off your damned disguise and reveal your true face."
The woman's surprise was fleeting, quickly replaced by a knowing smirk that played across her face. "Now, that's quite impressive of you... you really made believe I had succeeded in compelling you, Prince," she said, her voice laced with a provocative tone, as she sensually ran her tongue over her lips.
Kyle tightened his grip on her neck, cutting off her breathing. "Show your true self now, or I'll snap your neck without hesitation!" he threatened, his voice seething with rage.
But the woman's smile didn't fade as her appearance shifted once again. Her silvery hair transford into a vibrant shade of red, her eyes turned a deep green, and lovely freckles adorned her face like scattered constellations. Kyle's eyes widened in utter shock as he now gazed upon the face of the very person he had first fallen in love with.
She chuckled innocently, flawlessly mimicking the laughter of the young girl from his past. "Oh, Prince, can you truly snap my neck? Can you bear to harm your beloved? I highly doubt it," she taunted, exuding confidence. "You loved far too deeply to inflict any harm upon , let alone take my life."
A dark expression settled upon Kyle's face, his emotions churning within him.
"You can't... you're a kind-hearted man. The most innocent and gentle among your brothers. You could never kill—"
SNAP!
The sound of bones breaking echoed through the room. The woman's eyes widened, frozen in disbelief, as life abruptly departed from her body. Her features started to shift, transforming into those of a woman unfamiliar to Kyle. Any trace of Lilith vanished until only a lifeless body remained.
Kyle stood there, numb and expressionless, his gaze fixed upon the lifeless figure before him. In the silence that followed, a soft and seductive laughter began to fill the air, echoing around him.
"Hahaha... just as I thought," the voice echoed through the room. Kyle swiftly leaped from the bed, scanning his surroundings with an intense gaze.
"Did you know that I kind of saw this coming?" she continued, her voice filling the air. Kyle froze, his eyes now fixated on the floor, realizing that the voice belonged to sothing non-physical—a presence he couldn't touch, kill, or even capture.
The realization struck Kyle, unraveling the answer to the question he had posed to both her and Elijah earlier. Was this the reason they had seed unfazed? Because this witch, or whoever this woman was, possessed an immunity to death? Because she could effortlessly transfer to another body if her current host dies?
His thoughts were interrupted as the voice spoke once again, drawing his attention. "Too bad for you, but I've encountered this trick before, young man. I know where you learned your moves... it's from Ezekiel, isn't it?"
Kyle's eyes stretched ever so slightly.
"I'll share a secret with you, sweet little prince... I've also learned to counter that tactic, thanks to that very sa person. Hahaha," she taunted.
With lightning speed, Kyle dashed towards the door, hoping for an escape. But as he flung the door open, he was t with a sight that imdiately halted his moves—thick prison bars, surrounded by powerful enchantnts.
The laughter grew louder, mocking his failed attempt.
"Poor thing... you almost managed to deceive if only you had been a bit more patient and played along a little longer. But alas... I would be damned if I allowed myself to be fooled by the sa trick more than twice," she declared, her laughter resuming as if she had achieved a triumph worth celebrating.
Kyle slowly lifted his head, his expression blank, and turned around to face the empty space.
"So, it appears that you're so cursed ghost of soone who knew my brother quite well," Kyle calmly remarked, a smirk playing on his lips as if he had just found sothing amusing.
"What's so funny, Prince? Are you losing your mind already?" the voice sneered.
"Not really," Kyle replied nonchalantly, shaking his head with amusent. "I just find it amusing that our enemy this ti is actually a ghost. It's quite underwhelming, if you ask . I had set my expectations too high, and I can't help but feel disappointed by this... well, unflattering revelation."
She snorted venomously, "Unflattering, huh? Well, let's see if you'll still find it unflattering once I use your body to kill the woman you love."
A slow smile crept across Kyle's lips, his eyes taking on a dreamy expression as he tilted his head slightly. "I'd love to see you try... I'm curious to witness how my queen will ruthlessly exorcise you from my body, reducing you to nothing but smithereens."
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