Ian stepped before Elise. He looked at her meeting her eyes, "I will take care of her. You can stand by there."

Elise's hand reached out as Ian had left without waiting for her answer and she clenched her hand, settling it beside her. Mila started the fight by blasting the spots beside Ian with her ability.

Ian was swift to avoid every last one of the attacks, and used his wings to soar on the sky where Mila had floated.

"Why now?" Ian questioned the woman, "You could have done whatever plan you have before this but why now?"

Mila tried to escape from Ian, trying to keep the distance between them as she knew once Ian shortened their distance, it would be her complete loss. While flying away and avoiding the fire Ian blasted around, Mila had thought she had avoided one dangerous attack that almost brushed her cheeks when Ian had suddenly appeared before her and kicked her across the sky until she fell like a meteorite towards the ground.

The floor under Mila crushed over the pressure it couldn't hold.

Mila hissed in pain and her eyes shot up at Ian who was still flying on the sky with his large black wings, she remembered Ian had more wings than now which was larger, the memories were vivid in her mind,

"The question wasn't why now. It's finally now," Mila answered and she wiped the corner of her mouth where drop of blood had trailed. "Indeed as you have said, I have tried many times to put my plan in the act. Tracey and Carmen they were such obedient girl. But I and Carmen shared one same mistake."

Elise's heart raced against her chest as she headed Mila's words. She looked at the woman stunned. As if earlier hadn't shocked her like an electricity current, now, Elise felt as though thunder had struck on her ground.

"You know about Carmen and Tracey?" She questioned. Elise was standing not too far from the place where Mila had stood at. The world was red that she could almost see Mila's eyes turning red under the bloody moon when in truth her eye colors were still black.

"No," Ian was the one to answer, "It was you who had ordered them. We have been searching for traces of people who orchestrated Tracey and Carmen into whatever role they had been posed to take. There should have been a very detailed instruction towards them and it won't be easy to instruct someone who worked in the White Mansion as my rule had dictated the maids to live here. Oddly, I can't found them at all. Now I know because this entire time you had been the one who instructed them closely."

"Correct. Why don't everything ever miss your eyes, my lord?" Mila questioned bleakly, "But it is too late and you have found it all."

"Is it all?" Ian then interrogated the woman. His bright red eyes were narrowing. "You didn't try to kill me. During those two incidents from the women, you instructions you directed was for Tracey and Carmen to kill Elise but not me when I should have been your true target. Why?"

Elise's eyes dimmed when she realized this as well, "Because I have come to like Ian?" She asked the woman. One might argue it wasn't the time to ask but Elise had a feeling that she needed to find out the answer to this question now because later would be too late.

Her lips trembled slightly as she continued to look at Mila, "Or is it because I am the Demon' Bride?"

Mila turned to look at her, finally meeting her eyes as the entire time, she had been trying to avoid locking gazes.

"Yes," Mila answered, her simple answer and the deadpanned look on her face only lunge more pain into Elise's heart.

Strangely, slowly, Elise could feel the pain easing, somewhere in the part of her heart grew so numb that the stabbing in her heart disappeared. Instead now, Elise only felt a heavy weight on her heart.

"Elise," Ian called for her name and he looked up at him. Ian who found Elise's expression broken and torn couldn't do anything. He reaped what he sow and he was facing his consequences. He didn't care when he was alone, he waited for the retribution to come to him but it was different now when there is Elise.

Mila might have all the right to try and kill him but he can't die on the promise he had made for her.

"Do you have any other question to her?" Ian questioned her, giving the choices.

Elise looked at Mila for a while. Her breaths stopping on her lungs until she let it out in quivers. "Have all this time it was all an act? Have you been planning to kill me since I came back to the White Mansion?"

Mila instead became silent. "No," she answered and Elise who thought just once there was truly happiness in her life apart from Ian only had her hope shattered to million pieces. "I have planned to kill you long ago ever since you live with the Scotts. But you don't remember anything Elise. I have never betrayed you because from the start I never had planned to make you trust me what you did was your own folly."

Ian's eyes narrowed and he teleporatated right in front of Mila. The woman was taken aback but quickly pulled the two flasks she had it stored on the bag that loosely hang on her side.

Ian quickly covered his face with his arms and saw the sizzles that sounded from his skin.

"Holy water," Ian described the fluid that Mila had thrown to him.

"The strongest one. Even though you might not die with it. I can tell it has dealt you a lot of damage." And it was true when Elise looked at Ian's arms, she saw that his skin had melted so much that she could see his bones. Her body shuddered and she toon a step forward, calling forth Jett when Ian looked at her eyes and shook his head.

"You don't have to dirty your hands, Elise. I will finish what I had started," he told her and put on a gentle smile. "It will be quick. Close your eyes." And the words that reminded Elise's of their first meeting after the nine years of separation still bore the same reassurance to her heart.

Elise's tears fell from her eyes and she complied to his words. She wanted to aid Ian but with her conditions and how her emotions were all over the place, she didn't want to instead drag him back. Seeing the two once again, her blue eyes closed.