Flora and my other friends could also be ruled out, and it couldn’t be Ethan or Laura either. That left only one possibility.
“It was Noreen.” Rufus said the name without any hesitation.
“And she might have already sneaked into the imperial palace.” Rufus and I glanced at each other with tacit understanding, both our stomachs churning with uneasiness.
Black witches were masters at disguising themselves. If Noreen hid in the crowd, no one would detect her. That implied that anyone in the palace right now could be Noreen.
I had a hunch that she was planning something big.
Sylvia’s POV
“So, we have to be on our guard from now on. Noreen might attack anyone,” Rufus warned.
I nodded. “I’ll alert Flora and the others later.”
Blair sighed, looking exhausted. “Damn Noreen! Why can’t she stop creating trouble for just a few days?”
“She is not going to stop any time soon, unless she…” Rufus paused and shot us both a meaningful glance. “Is Killed.”
Blair’s spirits sunk further after hearing this. “In that case, it looks like our only course of action is to accept defeat. Noreen is so cunning and mysterious. Killing her is extremely difficult.”
“Don’t be afraid. Since we know she wants to set a trap for us, we can beat her at her own game. The worst that can happen is that both sides suffer losses,” Rufus commented disapprovingly as he leaned against the sofa. “All right. I know you will take care of everything. I’m not going to worry about it. Now I’m going back to get my beauty sleep.”
Blair stood up and stretched, behaving glibly. Rufus aimed a gentle kick at his ass.
“You can go now. Remember to come back to the army this afternoon, so you won’t have time to bother me every day. As it is, you have taken a long enough leave.”
“Yeah, I know.” Blair waved his hand and turned to Rufus. “Bye.”
I was watching Blair’s back in a trance, when I spotted a black bug crawling on his ankle again. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but it disappeared.
Was it a hallucination? It seemed that my mental state had deteriorated considerably in the past few days. When Blair reached the door, he stopped. With his hand on the door’s handle, he turned around and asked, “Is Sylvia leaving too?”
“My mate will stay with me.” Rufus pulled me into his arms and glared at Blair defiantly. Blair snorted and shut the door. I didn’t snap back to reality until he left.
Rufus stroked my hair and said, “You didn’t come here so early to just check on me, did you? What’s the matter? Tell me.”
I met his eyes in surprise. “How did you know something else was on my mind?”
Rufus chuckled and pinched my cheek with his slender fingers. “If I can’t see when something is bothering you, I would be a fool. Your thoughts are written all over your face, and it’s difficult to not read them.”
I snuggled into his arms with a shy smile and told him my intention seriously.
He hesitated for a moment and asked, “Could it really be your delusion?”
“Let’s test my theory out and we’ll know the answer. Come on!” As I spoke, I picked up a fruit knife from the table and prepared to cut my finger to get some of my blood.
Rufus had no choice but to agree. However, he didn’t allow me to use the knife.
He swiftly tugged me into his arms and kissed me deeply. While I was lost in his kiss, his teeth gently pierced my lower lip. The skin broke and a small drop of blood spilled over. Rufus gently licked the wound on my lip until the bleeding stopped.
“It’s done,” Rufus said softly as he pulled away from my lips. I opened my eyes in a daze and touched my red swollen lips. Would it work?
“Should I take my clothes off next?” Rufus casually tugged his slightly loose tie, giving me a sultry look. I gulped. If I didn’t have an important task to focus on, I would have instantly pounced on him.
“You don’t need to Str!p. I just need to lift your shirt and check.”
I didn’t let him do anything. I lifted one side of his shirt to examine him. The black thorn remained the same.
“Is it because one drop of blood was not enough?” I muttered. Just as I was about to ask Rufus to drink more of my blood, I saw the black thorn slowly grow in front of my eyes.
I was definitely not hallucinating.
Sylvia’s POV
I was so terrified that I started shaking. The monstrous fear swaddled me, making it difficult for me to draw in a full breath. Fortunately, the black thorn only grew slightly before it stopped.
“What’s wrong?” Rufus turned his head and asked.
I reflexively hid the reason from him. “No, nothing…”
“Nothing changed?” He looked a little perplexed. “Do you want to try again? With a little more blood?”
“No! There’s no need!” I was so agitated that I refused without a second thought.
Rufus was startled and spun around instantly. “What’s wrong? Is the change bad?” he asked in a worried voice as he placed his hand on my forehead. “Sylvia, are you alright?”
Realizing that I was behaving erratically, I took a small step back. “I’m fine.”
“Really?” His eyes narrowed as he watched me suspiciously.
I pretended to be unaffected and gave him a smile. “I think I was just hallucinating right now. My blood doesn’t work, so I guess this is not Noreen’s curse.”
“No, Sylvia, you’re not telling the truth.” Rufus didn’t believe me. His eyebrows furrowed and he studied my face carefully.
I inhaled deeply and said, “Fine, I’ll tell you the truth. I didn’t sleep a wink last night, so I feel a little woozy- right now.”
I could see Rufus trying to rein in his temper. He picked me up and placed me on the bed in the lounge. “Close your eyes and sleep now.”
Honestly, I wasn’t sleepy at all. But when I saw Rufus ‘ thunderous expression, I didn’t dare to argue with him. So, I had no choice but to obediently close my eyes.
“All right, all right. I’m going to sleep. You carry on with your work.”
“I’m not leaving until you fall asleep.” He caressed my face and cajoled me. “Just take a good nap and you will feel much better.”
I nodded and my body gradually relaxed. In his presence, I soon drifted off to sleep.
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