The Devil Judge ? || (ONE-SHOTS)

~The One Who Is Beautiful (10/10) Part 2

- I can't perceive emotions like everybody else, that's why I used to feed on your race.
I used to eat their memories and their sensations to fill in the warmth I didn't have... - he added quietly.

I narrowed my eyes putting myself in their shoes, and it almost made me feel like crying uninterruptedly, at the mere thought of totally losing my identity and no longer being able to recognize my loved ones.

The idea of becoming a ghost in the flesh frightened me to the core, and to think that, that was just what the princess wanted to do to me...

-This is horrible! What your kind does is truly monstrous! Whatever your reasons are! You can't do such thing to someone! - I yelled, my voice broken by sadness.

-Kim Ga On... Please listen to me... -

I moved numbly under him, looking for an imminent escape, but Kang Yo Han foresaw my moves, seizing me by the base of my hips and then holding me against his strong chest, his grip firm, trapping me in his arms once again.

-I know I was a monster! Kim Ga On! - He burst out, turning me toward his face, his large hand clenched around my jaw, as he directed my gaze to his attention.

-And I'm not even trying to justify myself... - he spoke stingingly, somehow wounded from the inside.

Once again his gaze seemed to sift me in two, opening me up one piece at a time.
-I know my sins... Kim Ga On. I have always known them-he said wistfully. Mortified.
I felt a little guilty, turning my head away so as not to see his face perturbed with bitterness, as somehow, in a bizarre way... I found myself slave and victim of how I made him feel.

How I made him crumble.

-Yet, you can't even tell me that you brought us here with the intention to make friends... It is evident that you were planning to drain one of us... -

The King did not answer, but kept his orbs on me. The heaviness of his virile gaze.
I scrutinised him again, navigating through his dark pupils, looking for some truth, some foothold to which I could cling, but I found none.

-So that's it? You really wanted to kill one of us...! -
I pressed on his chest, trying to escape from his powerful arms, now visibly angry.

-Yes, I thought about it for a moment... But not to kill any of you... -
He spoke, holding me tightly even though I kept struggling.

-Let go of me! Now! - I shouted, giving him one last push against his chest.

I jumped out of bed, despite the strong dizziness, immediately looking for my shoes, a mad desire to disappear from there, from the entire kingdom.
However, as soon as I was standing near the door, the king reached me from behind, wrapping his arms around my chest, hindering me again.

-Don't go... - he said softly, but also thunderously, since his words seemed to be drenched in some vortex of torment and fear.

Something that left me completely dazed and petrified. The same fear that I had read in his eyes on the day of my kidnapping, when he had come to rescue me....

Could it be... That the king was really afraid of losing me?
But why...?

-You must take some time to abolish this habit you eagles have of thinking that you can take everything, when it suits you best.... Until then, I don't understand why I have to stay close to you - I said coldly, even though a part of me was breaking and vulnerable to his demands.