Frozen Fire(Mxm)[UNEDITED]
Chapter 20

Incubus' Palace☝🏻️.......Incubus👇🏻



Ragnor POV

We walked slowly into what I would call the palace gardens. Our horses refused to go beyond the gate, resulting in is having to walk the rest of the way.

The smell of death and desire surrounded us. Everything was as though the life had been sucked out of it.

What was once green acres of grass, were now dried out stalks. The rays of sun were masked by the dark clouds above.

There was not a single person. I took a deep breathe as my teeth began to chatter. I looked up at the palace ahead of me, it looked like the sort of building that people would go into... and never come out.

I started ascending the thirteen stone steps leading up to the door , each one covered in bones, and I pushed the heavy door open.

I could hear Solveig's footsteps closely as he trailed behind me.

I found myself standing in a long, dark and cold hallway. I started to walk down it and glanced at the walls. It had scratches all over it and bits of the ceiling were started to flake and fall off.

I found a door, that looked almost like the one leading to the throne room at my palace. I pushed it open slightly, creating a sound creaking noise.

I walked in and found that I was indeed correct, it lead us into the throne room.. or what was left of it.

I turned to my side and gasped out of shock as a young boy stood there looking at me with a smirk.

He was short and thin, with very pale skin, almost like he was dead. He had short black hair with a few strands of white in them. He had tiny boy hands and his eyes were so dark that they looked like two pieces of charcoal instead of eyes. He looked like he couldn't be older than eight years of age.

He stretched out his tiny hands towards me and took mine in his as he said...

"Master has been expecting you". He smiled showing me his sharp teeth, as he turned around and led the way, holding my hand.

As we walked further down, I took in my surroundings.. there was dust and cobwebs everywhere. There were holes in some parts of the ground, and the chandelier above had broken pieces of crystals hanging down.

Cold air enveloped the entire room as we walked up to a man who had his back towards us. I noticed his long red hair that covered most of the markings on his back.

He had nothing but a pants on, making his slender back evident. Where his shoulder blades were, two huge ,black wings sprouted out and rested its tips ,that looked like it had claws , on the ground.

On top of his red head, two enormous looking horns grew out as well as on the side of his head.

"Master.. I've brought him" the young boy said, bowing down to the man in front of us. I sensed another presence and turned my head to the side, seeing the very same incubus I encountered on the night of my coronation.

"Is it him Amon?" The man asked the incubus , who I now learned, was called Amon.

"Yes Master.. it is him.. the one I told you about" he said as he came out of the shadows and stood next to me.

The man in front of turned around and locked eyes with me. I gasped the moment his eyes met mine. He looked as though he was peering into my soul.

Despite his scary appearance, he held such beauty. His body was covered in markings, but it did nothing to impair his lean ,muscular body.

His blood red hair, brought out the redness of his eyes. He had a sharp pointy nose and a boney face. His jawline looked sharper than my sword , which complemented his high cheek bones.

He looked at me for a while, before dismissing the other two leaving me and Solveig alone with him.

"My beloved prince. I have been waiting centuries for this moment. Finally you stand before me" he said he walked slowly towards me. With each step that he took, I felt like my soul was being drawn towards him .. bit by bit.

He stood in front of me.. inches from my face , as his red eyes bore into my blue ones.He took my hand in his and raised it to his lips.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Asmodeus. King of this land. It is my great honor and privilege to finally meet you, Prince Ragnor" he said as he kissed my hand.

I found myself utterly speechless. I stood there looking at him, nothing else around me mattered anymore. I could only focus on the beauty in front of me. It was like I was in a trance.

I seemed to gain some consciousness when I heard a sword being removed from its sheath. I watched as Solveig brought his sword to Asmodues' neck. Even then I couldn't move or do anything. It was like I was stuck. Like my body was numb.

"What did you do to him?" He asked with his blade to the latter's neck.

"I wouldn't want to make me angry child. "He said as he gripped Solveig's blade with his bare hands and moved it away from him.

"Besides this is not my doing. It's his soul, reacting to my essence. This is no place for a free soul." He said.

"Why am I not reacting to it then?" Solveig asked.

"Because child, your soul has already been claimed by another. You haven't realized it yet but it is now in the hands of another."

"What do you mean, his soul is free?" Solveig asked.

"It means , no one has claimed it as there's yet"

He turned towards me and brought his head to my neck as he sniffed my neck, sending goosebumps all over my skin. I felt his tongue glide along the side of it and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

This felt nothing like the sensations I felt whenever Solveig touched me. When he touched me, I felt like I was in bliss all the time. Sure now, I felt something.. but I was able to draw the line between the two.

Between love and infatuation... between addiction and passion.. between desire and lust...

What I felt with Solveig was pure and real.. this was an illusion.. none of it was real.. but my feelings for Solveig.. those were real..

I snapped out of it and pushed him away from me. He tilted his head and let out a slight chuckle.

"Well, this is interesting. " he said as he walked around me, trailing his finger on my body as he did so.

"What do you mean?" I asked, replaceing my voice for the first time since we arrived here.

"I desired you because your soul was pure. There was not a single taint on it... but now.. it seems as though someone has touched it." He said as he pointed his slender finger on my chest, inline with my heart.

"There is someone in here... that cannot be removed" he said with his finger on my heart, he sniffed my hair and neck taking in my scent.

"You have so much power emanating from you, begging to be unleashed.. it's intoxicating."

He raised his hand cupping the side of head as he closed his eyes. I saw him furrow his eyebrows as he tilted his head in thought. He opened his eyes and looked down at my stomach, as a look of worry crossed his face.

"Hmmm... this is going to be a problem". He said looking at my stomach then to Solveig

"very well.. I will give you the cure.. but I want something in return." He said as he moved away from me.

"What is that you want?"

"Your blood. "

I looked at him and raised my eyebrow.

What did he want my blood for?

"Not all of it. Just a sip will do. The cure for your ailment, runs through my blood. So think of it as a blood exchange. "

Something about this didn't sit well with me, but I pushed the thought to the back of my head as I walked towards him opened my wrist for him.

He took my hand and raised it to his mouth and I felt his sharp canines dig into my skin as he drank my blood. After a few gulps he withdrew his mouth, and gasped as my blood flowed down the sides of his mouth.

I watched as his eyes shone a bright red and sparkled as power flowed through him. He lifted his head towards the roof of the room and let out a roar as his marking glowed.

He turned around and reached for a goblet. He took his finger , as his claw grew and drew a line across his wrist, making his dark blood, almost black in colour, ooze out.

He filled the goblet and handed it to me.

"Make sure you drink all of it" he said as he took a step back. He looked at Solveig and said.

"You might want to take a step back as well. "

I drank the contents of the goblet and let the the thick metallic tasting substance glide down my throat. Once I finished it..

I dropped to my knees and held my throat as I felt something rip through my entire system. It was a foreign feeling.

Something I never thought I would ever feel. Something I wasn't suppose to feel.

The feeling of being burnt alive...