Hell's Consort

<strong>Newest Chapter for the Highest Tier (March 2022)</strong>

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<strong>Queen Morgan of the Autumn Courts</strong>

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Queen Morgan headed to the lake.

The two members of her Cadre, Sylvain and Jora, offered to row the boat for her.

They weren't allowed to use their faerie wings because there is a component in the atmosphere above the lake that prevented them from doing so.

Their delicate wings might form holes and melt into nothing as if someone invisible had pressed a fireplace poker while they flew.

She already speculated that it was due to the high concentration of iron from the lake water.

Next, the three of them headed due west until they reached the bottom of a mountain which was close to the boundary they had with the Winter Courts.

With her Cadre's assistance, they descended under a thousand feet until they arrived at their destination.

The opening of the Cave of Crystals was shaped like a horseshoe on the outside.

Massive milky white crystals towered around them.

Honestly, Queen Morgan wouldn't be surprised if it served as a temple a long time ago before her Fae miners discovered them.

She ordered Sylvain and Jora to stand guard and remained outside.

When she entered alone, luminous beams of gypsum just half the size of the columns in Hazelnut Manor, nearly forty feet long and three feet wide, gleaming in the dark, jutting in all directions from dirt-brown walls, floors, and ceilings made of limestone.

These crystals were effective in cleansing auras and energies, restoring the possessed individual's mental state after being overwhelmed by demonic energy.

The cavern might be spacious but it didn't take long for her to find Apollyon since he was the only living creature that she had trapped there just in case Ravin had turned him successfully into a demon.

The Vampire King was in a sitting position but he was breathing hard as if it took a lot of effort to keep upright.

His eyes were closed while his back leaned comfortably on a huge selenite column.

He looked like Hell but at least the magic crystals had helped him heal his injuries faster.

Only a festering wound in his shoulder remained and she guessed it was the demon bite Ravin had told her about.

"Apollyon. We need you in the Garden of the Four Seasons now that you are free from any demonic influence."

She whispered, crouching to a squat while her heels were planted to the ground. Perhaps, he was a safer choice to enter the place than an Archdemon.

"Yet, Ravin's pride wouldn't let him give up the feather necklace." Apollyon's fists tightened on a gypsum flower nearby. "We can't enter the Tree of the Four Seasons if you can't persuade him to give it to me."

"How did you find the Tree of the Four Seasons? You said you have tried searching for it for centuries. Why did it show up now after all these years?" Apollyon spoke evenly but the tremble in his deep voice felt like he was close to lashing out. "It's impossible that the Archangel from Ourania's painting just thought that yesterday was the perfect time to show herself and her ward. Why hadn't allowed you to come in?"

"I caught the Order of the Selcis carrying the white feathers that belonged to an Archangel  in secret." Smirking, Queen Morgan tilted her head and settled her forearms on her bent knees. "You think I didn't realize what they were when you weren't doing a good job hiding it. Where did you get it?"

There was a long pause before he said,  "We found them at the Summer Court's Hypogeum. I thought you were also hiding the same things."

"We only have a single blue feather. The Archangel who helped me in the past thought it was enough for me to lead my people in winning  the  rebellion and claim territory for the Autumn Courts."

"Who is this Archangel you were talking about?"

Queen Morgan changed the subject immediately. "You and Ravin had used a different strategy to fulfill the mission without telling me about it."

"I'm not aware that we have to ask for the permission with every move we make, Queen Morgan. There are many ways to skin a cat." He continued to speak with his eyes closed. "We chose the quickest way to achieve  the outcome."

"Like what you said,  the Order of Knights I have given you were still fast and effective." Queen Morgan knew she hadn't given them the best of the best from the Fae Militia but with a calculated plan and exceptional leadership, they were able to execute their tasks successfully. "The Order of the Selcis found the Tree of the Four Seasons. They sent one of them to  the Autumn Castle and report it to me."

"Traitorous bastards!" Apollyon cursed and punched the floor, leaving cracks on the crystals. "I told them to come to me first."

"This isn't just about loyalty, Vampire King. They came to me first because I was the nearest to the location." He was too far away, distracted from the company of his pregnant mate whom he only saw once a week.  Everyone knew that he needed the time to be with her or else he might go insane. "Yet, when we arrived at Hazelnut Manor to deliver the good news, we found that you have encountered another trouble."

In that instant, Apollyon opened his eyes and the Prussian Blues in them had turned to red.

Queen Morgan's eyes grew wide when he grabbed her arm and pulled her closer until their faces were at a level.

Gaze narrowing at her, he demanded, "Explain it to me.  I don't remember much but I have a few flashes of memory where I have bitten her so hard that the tip of my tongues could touch bone!"

She knew that he felt guilty.

He did the worst, demonic thing a husband could do and that was to hurt his wife.

He patiently waited for Queen Morgan to elaborate but she didn't.

Queen Morgan stared hard at him before she pushed him off her and withdrew, "If you are feeling alright, we must hurry up and go to the Tree of the Four Seasons to get the fruit." She got up gracefully and arranged her skirts.  "Ravin and I will tell you the rest of the details when we get there. You have a wife to save."