The plan to attack the vampire's hideout ran into some problems and Claire was not at all happy with the convoluted process and the pros and cons that were raised by the leaders of the special force.

Not to mention the fact that there was a possibility that they couldn't proceed with the operation because they didn't believe that the little girl was another being who was a soul possessor.

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How could they possibly muster such a large army just based on a little girl's words?

It was completely unreasonable and they needed stronger evidence to be able to grant Claire's request and this frustrated the female lieutenant to the core.

F*ck them all!

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It was the fifth day since Mila had lost her sight and slowly, she was starting to see the light and could make out the shape of things like the outline of a person's body. She still couldn't recognize the faces of the people she was talking to until they started speaking though.

And during this period of time Mila was locked up in Liam, the king's bedroom, not being allowed to go out.

Liam always said that this was a way to keep Mila safe, although she insisted that Liam could remove Elena from her position as an elder and with that, automatically, Mila would be safer.

Not by confining her like this, because Liam's actions were very annoying and did not at all reduce the hatred that Mila harbored for Elena.

After all, Elena had tried to kill her, so it was only fair that Mila wanted to do the same to her.

"So how was your day here?" Arabella asked while twirling her hair arrogantly, she glanced scornfully at Mila and thought that this girl couldn't see her.

Of course Mila couldn't see the cynical look, but that didn't mean she couldn't sense the hateful gleam in Arabella's eyes and also miss the condescending tone from the way she spoke.

"You seem very comfortable." Arabella then got down from her perch on a large drawer and began to pace up and down the king's chambers. "Just lying in this room and waiting for Liam to come, but still pretending to turn down his offer as a queen."

With her abilities and as someone from the shadow clan, for Arabella, entering a building or room was not a difficult task, just like when she easily infiltrated the heavily guarded research center.

The only way to get Arabella to stop walking into her room so casually was to tell Liam and this girl would be severely punished for doing this.

It was just that Mila didn't want to give her the satisfaction of reporting what she did to Liam. Because it would be used by the shadow bender to tease Mila for the rest of her life, saying that she could only survive only because Liam was by her side.

How annoying is that…

"Shut up and get out of here, or I will not be responsible for what I do after this." Mila then shifted her body slowly until Arabella didn't notice what she was doing and grabbed something from under her pillow.

"What if I refuse and don't want to leave?" Again, Arabella made that annoying move; combing her long, golden hair with slender fingers, while some parts of her body were exposed.

Mila's current vision was limited, but she could still imagine Arabella's face while she did so.

"Get out of this room Arabella, as long as I am still nice to you," Mila said in an even voice, but her hands could already feel the cold metal of the dagger she always carried. Even though she was in the king's room, it didn't mean she was safe here.

"Since when have you been so nice to me, I should have…" Arabella had not had time to finish her sentence when something crossed her cheek so fast that she didn't have time to dodge it.

With a muffled sound, the dagger that Mila threw pierced the wall at the back of Arabella's head before grazing past her cheek, causing the shadow bender to flinch and shriek softly after the shock had passed, realizing what had just happened to her or, what could have happened to her.

"Mila! You!" Arabella cried angrily. She jumped up from her seat and wiped the blood on her cheek with the back of her hand. Meanwhile, Mila just laughed excitedly at Arabella's anger.

"Looks like I missed it by a few inches, because the dagger should have stuck between your eyes," Mila said casually. "Also… lower your voice or the guards out there will hear us."

This was a pleasant revenge for Mila. There was nothing happier than when you could make your enemies lose their minds because of the anger that engulfed them for your actions or words.

Just before Arabella could approach Mila and teach her a lesson, both of them turned their heads toward the door because they heard the soft sound of the door opening.

Luckily, from the direction of the door, the visitor couldn't see directly toward the bed because it was positioned behind a wall. It took a few seconds for whoever entered the room to pass Arabella's position.

And that few seconds was enough for Arabella to escape.

Mila could sense that Arabella was no longer in the room when Liam walked in and looked around with a frown.

"There was someone here," he asked, but it sounded more like a statement. It's really hard to fool the king, but also the creatures of the shadow clan had a very mild body scent, which made them almost imperceptible, so it's hard for Liam to guess.

"Who the hell could be here? You locked me up under heavy guard, remember?" Mila reminded him, trying to downplay Liam's suspicions a little.

The king then looked at Mila suspiciously. He wasn't sure if what Mila said was true, because he felt that someone else was in this room before he came.

However, he couldn't worry about that now, because there were far more pressing matters that required the both of them to pay attention to.

"Come with me," Liam said, then he pulled Mila's hand to get her off the bed. "But, before that, you have to change first."

Mila brushed off Liam's hand and folded her arms in front of her chest, standing in front of the king. "I never said that I agreed to go with you, wherever it is," said Mila firmly. "I am not leaving until I get a definite explanation of what exactly you want."

Again, Liam sighed in annoyance and took a deep breath, he wanted to pull Mila out of her nightgown, change her clothes and drag her out of this room, without listening to Mila's comments who always refused any request from him.

"Please don't argue with me this time," Liam said in a tired voice. He just had an argument with the seven elders and now he didn't have energy for another one.

"Then just answer me," Mila said lightly.

"I will announce the day you will be crowned my queen," Liam said bluntly. The king looked at Mila with his dark eyes, he was preparing for the emotional outburst that might result ensuing his declaration.

And that was exactly what Mila did.

"What the hell Liam?!" Didn't she say very clearly and firmly that she didn't want that? Then what was all this?!

What did he say? He was going to announce the day she would be sworn in as a queen?

"Are you asking for my approval before doing that?" Mila hissed very sharply. She couldn't understand why a king like Liam would do something like this?

Wasn't forcing himself on Mila, even though he's been rejected many times, something humiliating to him?

However, Liam didn't seem to think so. He preferred to lower himself even further by taking that extreme measure.

"I have no other way Mila, because I know you will continue to reject me," Liam said apologetically.

Damn! Mila didn't need this guy to act like that?!

Why did things come to this? And why does Liam seem like someone in despair?

Mila didn't understand what happened during her fifty years of absence that brought about such a significant change in him.

"Then tell me what are you hiding? Isn't that your promise?!" Mila screamed. Her body trembled with anger. If Mila's vision had recovered, then she would have lunged at Liam and fled from this place, although the chances of her succeeding were slim.

Liam fell silent and didn't move from his position, his eyes were nailed on Mila with a complicated expression. The king seemed to be struggling with his own will and didn't want to tell Mila any thing.

It was just…

"If I tell you the truth, will you stay here and stop running away?" Liam thought he was such an asshole.

On the other hand, Mila rolled her eyes, she was so tired of Liam's rambling way of talking.

"SAY IT NOW!" Mila bellowed. She then pushed Liam's body, trying to hit the man in front of her, but the king easily caught her hand.

Mila tried to escape by hitting him with her free fist, but Liam dodged her attack again and now, Mila had only one option, namely; to kick the King away from her.

However, that choice was again ruled out by Liam when he pushed Mila's body onto the bed and pinned her down until she couldn't move.

Of course Liam wasn't going to put all his weight on Mila, but it was enough to keep this woman from moving.

"I will tell you when you calm down."