The Duke's Passion

Chapter 742  It was hard for him too

The next day…

"So… not only did he watch you die, but he also left your daughter on the mainland all on her own?" Klaus looked at Lilou under the linden tree. Seeing her nod and huff, he produced a series of tongue clicking. He then gazed up at Samael, hanged by a rope around his torso and arms, tied on the thick branch of the tree.

"My… he deserves more than being hanged in here," he mused, elbowing Lilou mildly. "Hey, should I dig a grave for him? Let's bury him."

"He should get buried alive, indeed." Lilou huffed, running her hand through her hazel hair. She raised her brows, noticing the frizzy tips of her hair. "Ah, goodness."

"Oy, Hell. Why did you run all night? You should've just faced your doom instead of tiring your wife. Goodness… you of all people—I can't believe you call yourself a man after running away with your tail in between your legs." Klaus laughed, obviously enjoying Samael's plight. This was Samael's karma, and Klaus wasn't kind enough to pity him. They abducted him and stored him in the food storage; Klaus wasn't a saint to forget that, even though he let it slide for Lilou's sake. "Love… please forgive me! I told you, I didn't—I mean, we were rolling on the grass while making out before things went downhill!" Samael explained at the top of his lungs, making his body swing back and forth in the air. "It was Tilly's idea! I mean, I was back in my slumber and if not for her, I would still be inside that coffin cursing the life out of Stefan!" "Oh, right." Klaus pounded the bottom of his fist against his palm, facing Lilou's side profile. "If I remember correctly, we're a year or two ahead from the time you two met. So Hell is still in his slumber."

"Even so!" Lilou yelled, balling her hand into a tight fist. "You should've rushed to the mainland to get Sunny! Why did you come to me when you knew Stefan wouldn't harm me?!" Lilou panted, eyes glinting with murderous intent. If that person hanging on the tree wasn't her husband, she would've deboned him and scattered his remains in the whole Karo Kingdom. "How can you… argh! How do you think Sunny will survive, hah?!" she ground her teeth, barely keeping herself from unleashing Lakresha to beat the hell out of Samael. "Sunny is capable!"

"She's a child! Barely three years old, Sam!"

"But she's OUR child!"

"Even so—hah!" Lilou ran her fingers through her tousled locks and paced back and forth to calm herself down. Klaus, who was looking at her, sighed in disbelief, clicking his tongue, darting his eyes at Samael and Lilou's distressed figure. 'Shit…' he cursed internally, getting stressed the more he got to know that this situation was more problematic. If Klaus had an option, it was better to stay ignorant. In that case, he wouldn't get bothered if Lilou was bothered or her worries. However, Lilou was his sister, and he cherished her more than he cherished his familial connection with Samael. That brother of his could just rot in hell for all he cared.

"If the mainland fell just as you claimed and they were after the Grimsbanne, had it never crossed you, the first person they would seize is Sunny?" Lilou looked up at Samael once again, tears of anger and dismay shining in her eyes. "Sam, Sunny might be capable, but are you sure she can protect herself if she is met with a hundred purebloods?"

Lilou held her head, already dying in worry for her youngest. How could she not? She might be a capable woman who could wield a powerful weapon, but before anything else, Lilou was a mother of two. Even if her children were not ordinary children, she wanted to protect their little innocence.

Seeing her tear up in frustration, Samael's eyes softened. He understood her actions, and her worries, since Lilou's priorities were her children. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I know I should've gone to her instead of going to you. However, Lilou, those people… I know what I will tell you is not enough to quench your anger, but they won't kill someone who bears the blood of Grimsbanne easily."

Samael breathed out as he spoke through his gritted teeth. "They will seize her, but they will surely keep her alive. They weren't stupid as to give her the slightest scratch if they want whatever plan they had to succeed. However, it wouldn't be the same for you."

"They weren't just coming for the Grimsbanne, but also they were coming at you. You're the last member of the Bloodfang, and also, the product of your clans' forbidden sacrifice," he continued, pausing as this reasoning was also a hard decision he had to make. "I hate it, I really do. I hate that I have to decide where I have to choose between my daughter and my wife."

"But, I need to keep you all alive, Love. Even if it means this decision is killing me from the inside. I can't lose any of you. Call it selfish and conceited or even ridiculous, but this is the most logical I can do at the moment," he added under his breath, and his tone bore a tinge of helplessness and anger. "I can't return to Sunny without her mother. That… will devastate her more than anything."

Lilou bit her trembling lower lip until it bled, looking up at Samael, and holding his gaze. She knew that. She knew it all along that Samael had to decide and make a painful decision. Still, it angered her. She could die for all she cares, but not her children. She couldn't allow her children to die before her. But at the end of the day, Samael's decision was the most logical decision. They wouldn't harm Sunny unless their enemies completely lost their minds. Lilou huffed and turned on her heel, stomping her feet away. She didn't say anything, leaving Samael hanging in the tree and Klaus on his spot. As she walked away, Klaus stared at her back and shook his head. Klaus then glanced up at Samael, who was staring at Lilou's back. "Goodness… why does it always need to be so stressful between you two?"