The Devil's Temptation!

155 Not The Words

{Music Recommendation; Memories by BrunuhVille}

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“Roshan my man, you’ve been sitting here staring at that paper all day, let’s go blood hunting for a while.” One of his distant relatives, Blake, suggested after taking a seat beside the glacier who lit up a candle.

“Or do you prefer soul hunting?”

Roshan lazily darted a glance at the young man whose eyes glowed like blue coals, his red hair was short and shaggy on his head as he flashed a signature smirk at the glacier. He was giving off that bad boy vibe that Roshan never trusted.

“Using the family ball as an opportunity to feast for blood, aren’t you?” He hummed a question that made Blake snort through his nose, he re-adjusted his coat as he turned sideways, away from Roshan’s knowing stare.

“You and I know we’re getting absolutely nothing out of this family ball, besides, you and Grayson are at it again.” He neutrally pointed before clicking his tongue, “the lady’s will be on their best behavior since you’re going to pick a mate and I’m just waiting for the drama that’ll occur.”

Roshan didn’t respond to his monotonous words, but a slow revealing smile curved the corner of his lips as he returned his gaze back to the Grimoire on his table.

Blake wasn’t as close to him as Azazel and Levi were, but neither did they despise one another. Blake was more of a free person and he was someone who enjoyed going against the rules, something they both shared a great familiarity with.

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Apart from that, Blake was more of a wild demon, even when his parents trashed him for being rough and saw him as good-for-nothing, he remained dedicated to his duty as a warrior of Viscarrian, but kept drinking and partying to emotionally stabilize his mind till he finds himself in bed with some seductress he always, ‘accidentally’ picks up on his way home.

They only started conversing when he saved the wild Demon from being punished by thunder, and they’ve kept their relationship neutral.

Yeah, you can say most of their lives are very much messed up when born as a demon.

But you learn to live with it, and get accustomed to the tragic part of your life till you no longer view it that way.

“Hey, what are you doing anyway?” Blake finally leaned in to steal a peek at the scroll the glacier was currently focused on and Roshan just sighed in response, obviously tired as he relaxed more comfortably on the chair.

“I’m in the middle of something.”

“If it doesn’t concern the kingdom’s affair, Gravion would be getting your ass whipped since Luderick is no longer available to do it.” He tauntingly whispered. His smile broadened to the point his fangs were visible to the glacier’s gaze, but Roshan didn’t fully give him a listening ear as he brought the burning candle forward to the scroll.

“Tryna burn the paper or something?” He questioned with a quizzical look this time, seeing Roshan lower the candle to an empty unwritten space in the Grimoire.

“Something like that.” He subtly responded as he moved the candles gently at the empty space, being extra careful not to burn the paper but also making sure the heat from the flame was felt on the empty space.

Blake’s couldn’t hide his concern seeing how drained Roshan looked, he’s been frustratingly busy ever since he stepped out of his chambers, he had to meet with one of the lady’s this morning, then indulged himself in some sword practices, and other practices that tested his demonic skills, harmful practices and he was only given a break for just few minutes.

Obviously the demon needed rest but here he is, dealing with some scroll that he himself doesn’t understand.

“What’s so special about this scroll that you can’t leave it for another day, get some rest.” Blake began, hoping to sway the glacier into getting some rest, but the stubborn being just continued with what he did, not minding the words of Blake, as though he didn’t hear it.

“Hey.”

“Shut up and don’t interrupt me, you sound like my mother right now.” Roshan’s deadpan response rendered the red-haired demon mute. He was starting to wonder why he even spoke up cause it finally occurred to him that there was nothing that could convince the hotheaded half devil sitting beside him, as long as his mind was already made up.

Roshan, whose attention was focused on heating the paper, watched with hopeful eyes as the empty space slowly began to show a light-brown color, surprising Blake who wasn’t expecting a result like that.

The color was faint, barely visible but as he patiently continued, those colors became clearer, and clearer until he realized that those colors were actually written words and a half look of triumph flashed in his eyes.

He was right, the words were hidden! What he was seeing now has to be the solution to getting rid of that mark.

Blake’s eyes slightly widened after seeing the magic his cousin was currently doing. Hidden words in a paper?? How’s that even possible? He was somehow amazed and finally understood why the glacier was so focused on it.

When Roshan was done, he blew out the flames from the candle and set it aside on the table before dusting the paper to get rid of what looked like ashes.

“Is this some secret message to a hidden chest or something?”

“Obviously not.”

When Blake cut his eyes back to the glacier who was smiling as though he won some trophy or defeated a rival, he just shook his head, unsure of when last he saw such a pure smile display on the young man’s face. He looked like he just finished figuring out all the complexities that were bothering him.

Based on his reaction, Blake was more than curious to read what was labeled on the scroll, but felt he’d be trespassing into something that doesn’t concern him.

“Did the words really mean that much to you?”

“Not the words Blake,” Roshan disagreed, still keeping that bewitching smile that was enough to leave one daydreaming, Blake’s could bet he doesn’t even have a clue how striking his smile looked right now, “the words mean nothing to me, but they do to a certain someone.”

Blake blinked in puzzlement, “what?”

“Forget it, you won’t understand.” He finished reading it and scrolled it back up. If this was the only way to keep Anna alive, then he doesn’t mind taking this step to save her. He would fulfill his promise, no matter what.

Getting to his feet, he stepped out of his chambers.

“Where are you going?” Blake facepalmed, that demon keeps ignoring the fact he has to rest, he won’t get this opportunity if Gravion and the higher Demons send for him again.

“Roshan.” He went after him.