Inside the Main Bedroom
Hela kneaded Baron Altross’s shoulders, her fingers pressing into the tense muscles as she spoke.
"My Lord, are you sure he didn’t co here by accident?"
Baron Altross let out a slow breath, his face dark with thought.
"Yes, I’m sure."
He leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming against the armrest.
"There’s a reason he’s here. I’ve seen him before.He is so worthless nobody without presence. But now... now he looks like a lunatic. A madman."
Hela raised an eyebrow. "A madman?"
"His eyes were different," Altross muttered. "Cold, cruel, like he was sizing up for the kill."
Hela scoffed. "Kill you? A re piece of trash wants to kill you? You’ve fought in wars, commanded an army! What can so weakling do?"
Baron Altross let her words feed his ego, a smirk creeping onto his lips.
’She’s right. Even if he wants to do sothing, what can he really do? There’s no way he knows the truth. I was careful and didn’t leave any loose ends.’
Thinking this, his mood lightened up and he looked up at his wife. Compared to his ugly ex-wife who died leaving behind an ugly girl, she was quite beautiful.
His eyes brunt with passion seeing the seductive swaying hips of Hela.
He grabbed Hela by the waist, pulling her onto his lap with a grin.
"My Lord!"
"SHHSSS!"
"You know what I want right?"Baron Altross spoke with an evil grin.
She giggled, already understanding his intentions.
She pressed her lips to his fingers working to undo the ties of her dress. The fabric slipped from her shoulders, exposing smooth, pale skin.
Altross’s hands road over her curves, pulling her close. But just as he was about to lose himself in pleasure, a thought crossed his mind.
"Ariana."
Hela frowned, irritated. "Why are you bringing her up now?"
"Keep her away from that person. I don’t want her causing trouble by giving him so weird reason to lock up."
Hela sighed, rolling her eyes. "Uff, my Lord, don’t ruin the mood. Just enjoy yourself."
She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear, her fingers teasing against his chest.
Altross gave in, tossing her onto the bed. She laughed as she pulled him down with her, hands moving to unbutton his shirt
But when she pulled it open, she froze.
A dark, curved tattoo stood out on his right shoulder, a pair of devil’s horns on a fish inked deep into his skin.
"My Lord," Hela whispered, her fingers brushing over the design. "When did you get this?"
Altross smirked. "Just recently. Looks good, doesn’t it?"
Sothing about it unsettled Hela, but before she could speak, he silenced her with a rough kiss, pulling her back into their pleasure.
"Now you should stop getting distracted and do your work or should I punish you.."
Soon the sound of muffled groans and moans of pleasure echoed filling the room in love and passion.
.......
Above the Ceiling
Kael crouched in the shadows, peering through a small hole in the wooden beams. His eyes twitched and his expression distorted.
’Fucking hell... I ca here for intel, and this is what I got?’
He wanted to gouge his own eyes out. He had seen a lot of shit in his life, but this? This was so next-level bullshit.
He isn’t that desperate to watch so real life porno.
Just as he was about to leave and scrub his brain clean, his gaze landed on Altross’s shoulder.
A weird looking tattoo.
A fish symbol with a horn that looked dark and ominous.
Kael narrowed his eyes. That was not just so fancy noble’s decoration. He had seen those kinds of similar mark before on criminals, cultists, and warlocks who had dealings with forbidden magic.
’Shit.’
His irritation vanished, replaced with sothing far colder. Sothing dangerous was going on in the background.
’Ariana was right.’
Just as he though, he heard a loud screams
"Daddy, give more..."
Kael climbed down from his hiding spot, cursing under his breath.
"Fucking hell."
He had co here for intel, not to witness so noble bastard’s late-night fun. His eyes twitched in irritation as he shook off the unwanted images burning into his brain.
But that tattoo...
His mind flashed back to it. A fish horn symbol, dark and sharp against Baron Altross’s skin.
’Now which cultish does it belong to?’
’No, is there anyone with such a weird tattoo.’
Kael landed on the ground, crouching low in the shadows. He took a deep breath, pushing the disgusting scene out of his head. Right now, he had bigger concerns.
’That bastard was too confident.’
Altross wasn’t just a corrupt noble. He was hiding sothing. And from the way he spoke, it seed he believed Kael was too weak to be a problem.
Good.
Kael preferred it that way. Let the fool keep thinking that.
Ariana, though she was also weird but at least she was helpful.
That bastard didn’t want her anywhere near Kael. Which ant she knew sothing or was worth sothing.
Kael glanced up at the window, where a faint candlelight flickered. His fingers twitched. A part of him wanted to go back up and squeeze more information out of the noble before slicing his throat.
But no. Not yet.
He needed to play this smart.
With one last glance at the window, he turned and lted into the darkness, disappearing like a ghost.
.......
Next morning at the Dining Hall
The grand dining hall of House Altross was filled with the scent of roasted at, fresh bread, and rich wine, a display of excess wealth ant to remind all who dined there of the power and status of the Baron.
The long wooden table, adorned with fine silverware and golden goblets, was set for five.
Baron Altross sat at the head, his posture exuding dominance. Dressed in a finely embroidered navy tunic, he cut into his al with slow, deliberate movents, his expression smug. Beside him, Baroness Hela draped herself elegantly in silk, her lips curling in a smirk as she cast a glance at the two unwanted guests.
Kael sat at the far end, silent, his sharp eyes scanning the room like a predator assessing its prey. Across from him sat Ariana, shoulders tense, her hands clenched into fists beneath the table. Her once-pristine dress was worn and faded, a stark contrast to Hela’s jewels and satin.
Albert, the younger heir of the noble house, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. His gaze lingered on Kael with disdain, then flickered briefly to Ariana before he sneered.
"What a strange morning this is," Albert mused, picking at his bread with lazy fingers.
"I never expected to dine with such... unique company."He sneered looking at Kael who didn’t have the proper posture of sitting befitting a noble.
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