Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (digital book reader .txt) 📕

"Just one more twist and yeah, here we go," Angelina said doing god knows what to my hair. 

"Is it done?" I asked impatiently. I didn't like to be all dressed up and look pretty. But for my people, I had to.

"DONE!" She exclaimed before turning me round in front of the mirror. I gasped in astonishment looking at myself. I was looking beautiful. The dress was hugging my curves in all the right places and was cascaded down my hips like a waterfall. The frills and designs were increasing its beauty a hundred times. The matching silver shoes I was wearing were making me look taller. Angelina had showed her talent by twisting my hair in a beautiful updo. 

I was feeling beautiful.

"I never envied brunettes this much," I heard Angelina breathing out as I chuckled at her words.

"I never liked brunettes," I said before turning around to face her. 

She laughed and dramatically bowed down.

"Shall we go, Your Highness?" She asked in a fake British accent as I cleared my throat and faked a serious expression.

"We shall, My Lady," I held the sides of my dress and bowed before winking at her.

***

The castle was far more fascinating than I had seen earlier. I never knew one could change the castle into something different within the span of hours. The walls were beautifully decorated with colorful candles and masterpieces. The pots were designed with enchanting designs along with flowers which were enhancing their beauty thousands of times.

Angelina's black gown was looking magnificent on her contrasting her blonde hair. Her bright blue eyes were sparkling with lights dancing above us. She was looking beautiful.

We moved as several men and women looking at us or probably at me. The castle was surrounded by the aroma of food making my stomach grumble. The sound of the beautiful violin was giving me peace and calm. 

Everything looked royal, regal, and beyond what I had ever seen. Lucifer never gave me the luxury to roam his castle for his sick reasons but after spending a few hours in this place I was feeling attached and welcomed.

But the glances I was receiving from people were making me nervous and uncomfortable. Angelina sensed my nervousness as she lead me toward the far end. The view from here looked something different. 

"You want a drink?" She asked eyeing me as I shifted under lights.

"No, I am good," I heard her sigh as she pointed towards the side where several people were sitting with glasses in their hands.

"I'm gonna get you one. You need it," before I could protest she was walking towards the area. I rubbed my arms as I looked around. The people looked happy and contented. 
 

Everyone was dressed elegantly in red, yellow, blue, and various colors of dresses decorating the before the ball.
I turned around and looked outside the glass window. The outside was as beautiful as the inside except there was no souls outside. But still, in the night, I could see the beautiful flowers dancing with the breeze. 

Suddenly overwhelming sensation of touching them occurred as I found my feet taking me towards the door leading outside. Garden of Reynes was beautiful but this one had its magical beauty. 

I stepped outside as the cold breeze made my shoulders shake. It was cold outside but nothing I couldn't handle. There were very few lights outside but still, I could see what was laid in the garden.

I could see the sides through a large glass window. I closed my eyes as I breathed in the fresh air. It felt good.
The refreshing fragrance of flowers was calming my nervous nerves.

"My apologies, do I know you?" I turned around hearing an unfamiliar voice as I looked at the stranger standing behind me. I nearly jumped startled.

"Um...No, I guess," The glass of wine or whatever he was drinking, was resting in his left hand as he sipped from it looking at me. He was tall and I bet there were muscles underneath that grey suit he was wearing. His hazel eyes were glued on me as I was drowninga in sea of nervousness. 

He didn't look kind and good. 

I should've gone inside.

"Excuse me," I said as I tried to get past him before he blocked my path.

"You're Savina, the dead daughter of Perseus? Ain't ya'?" I narrowed my eyes at his rude comment as I felt myself getting offended.

"The name's Safina. And dead isn't the word, use missing next time," I practically gritted as I saw his lips curling up in a smirk. He waved at the servant who was strolling nearby and he put his empty glass on the tray before dismissing him.

"Savina, Safina, or," He leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Sarah..." I pushed him and backed away before I felt him taking a step toward me.

I looked around for any familiar face but there was no one around and that servent boy was gone. I could see Angelina from the glass window but I knew she couldn't look at me. She was far talking to some random woman I neverever seen and my parents were nowhere in sight.

"Bringing you here was a bad idea, a very bad one..." He whispered as he approached me. I gulped down the fear as his eyes flickered goldenly. 

"Wh-who are you?" I breathed out backing away from him. 
His smirk widened as he crouched down to my level. 

"Look at you," there was a hint of mock in his voice before he gripped my chin making me gasp. "A pretty little thing but how sad..." 

He backed me against the tree as I looked past him and shouted but before I could get a word out of my lips, his hand was wrapped around my mouth preventing me to shout.

"You'll have to die, my love," he muttered as he opened his mouth and scary-looking fangs glared back at me. I thrashed as he neared my face.