Villainess Becomes The Knight

Abigail pov contd.

This was the toughest battle I ever had. As we always fight, our main goal was to injure the opponent more so that he could injure you. But in this case, I could not afford even a minor scratch from the opponent as it would cost me my life.

But before I could fight further, I saw her hands being cut and feeling on the ground with the sword. My eyes widened as the blood gushed out from her body. The sound of the sword falling on the ground broke my reverie.

I stood there frozen, when he continued to stab her on the stomach. He was looking like a devil with that messy hair and bloodshot eyes, and if that was not enough, then the blood sprayed on his face as he cut her other hands.

I could hear the screams and gasps but my eyes could not move away from his face. There was so much anger, so much hatred that my legs felt frozen and bound, I could not move an inch.

"Your highness" her voice was cutting into the silence yet the man did not stop. 

Her pleading fell on the deaf air and so did her misery.

"I am not going to spare you at all." was all he said as he hit her vital points again. 

"Your highness!!" Everyone was calling him, his name was reverberating in the air from all sides. I could even see the knights moving towards him. Kirian held his hand and tried to stop the gore he was doing but his one push was enough to throw him away.

I saw master Theodore coming towards the ground, but he stood at a distance. Folding his hands, he just looked at the massacre with a smirk on his face. What have I even expected from the man who was famous for his lust for blood?

"Go and stop the prince." I heard Kirian shaking my hand and only then did I notice that he was standing behind me. 

"Why.. I mean how? You tried but he didn't stop. I do not understand what happened to him. He was looking like…" a monster! I gulped the last word in my throat as i heard another scream and more blood poured out of her body, 

Her eyes shook and finally her body turned lifeless. She was not struggling, not shouting, not trying to save herself anymore. But his attacks did not stop.

"Please, it is not about the girl, it is about him. He needed to b calm down.'' I knew, I understood his point, but I did not know what I should do to give him relief. 

To see him this way was hurting me too. I always felt annoyed when I looked at his laidback attitude, his lazy action and his flirtatious smile and his not so serious behavior but now I miss all that.

His soulless eyes, his bloodlust filled face and his merciless cold aura was making my body shudder. As if he was not William, I knew. He was a devil that was thrifty for blood.

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Just hold his hand, or hug him. I am sure he would calm down when he would feel your touch. Please! Or else I am afraid that he would not stop even if her body was cut into minor pieces.'' He did not need to tell everyone that he was still attacking the lifeless body of the girl with all the strength he had.

I hesitated, but then there was nothing wrong in trying. I did not know why but even when he was behaving like that, I was not afraid of him. If any, I could relate to the hatred he was showing, the anger, the fear, the mercilessness towards his enemies was something we develop overtime when we are not given the justice we deserve.

"Your highness" I called him with some hesitation but he did not listen. He was lost in another world. His eyes were still soulless.

"Your highness." I called him again holding his hands but he jerked me away and continued attacking.

I looked back at Kirian who was looking at me with all his hopes. I did not know why he thought that I could stop him. But he just folded his hands in front of me urging me to try again.

I took a deep breath and nodded.

"William.. Stop it." I shouted this time, with all the strength I had. I felt his hands still for a second but it continued after a slight hesitation.  But this was enough for me to have all the hopes I needed.

I moved and hugged him from behind. "Let it go, William. She is not worth your anger. Let it go." I pleaded, as I continued to hold him.

Taking the clue, Kirian moved closer and took the sword from his hands. 

William finally stopped attacking but I could still feel his chest heaving from anger. His breaths were still rugged and his eyes were still red. 

He was still not ready to let go of the sword. So, Kirian used some pressure. I could see his hand turning red. The blood started flowing yet he continued to try his best to snatch the sword.

I gulped and then determination filled my heart.

"William." I called him and then held his face in my hands. I turned his face and cupped his cheeks and then I kissed him.

His hands left the sword that instant and both Kirian and sword fell on the floor. Kirian was a buff man with good strength. Just how much force William was using to make him fall on the floor like that with the sword.

He turned and engulfed me in his arms. I could feel his strong heart beating. I didn't know why but it felt like he was sacred. Like a kid who had been lost in the desert, he was afraid. 

I continued giving him small peppery kisses as my lips touched his cheek, his forehead, his eyes and then his cheeks again. I even gave a small peck on his lips, making him stiff for a second.

"Hey, it is ok. Everything is fine." I rubbed his back and spoke comforting words in his ears as his hands held me tightly. 

His heaving slowly stopped and his stiff body started relaxing. He nodded his head and then hugged me tightly. His head was on the crook of my neck,

Then another series of gases and a lot of whispered fill the air.

"Leave the place this instant. Is there a show or program that you all are watching." I heard someone shouting and then a lot of footsteps walking in the distance. Everyone started leaving, slowly silence ensued.

But then I heard footsteps coming closer.

"Little bird, I want to tell you something." I heard his voice that was wet, it was filled with tears and fear. There was something in it that I felt a knot forming in the pit of my stomach. 

"We can talk later about it. Shall we go and drink some water first or maybe rest for a while?" I asked as his face was still stained we blood and so was his clothes.

His eyes were still red, though I could feel tears forming in them.

"No.. I want to say it before it is too late!" he cried and his grip on me tighten.

"Alright, as you say. I am here, you do not need to worry. I am always here with you.'' I tried to soothe him like a baby and finally he nodded.

"Abi. you have forgotten many things. And it hurt me to see you like that. I thought that you would remember those times slowly but it is not happening. Then  I thought that maybe it is good, scene you are happy in your life. But only now did I realize that it was not bearable at all. I can not see you like this, see us like this. I want you to remember everything. For me, for us. Abi, i want to tell you that…'' he stopped as if taking a deep breath and collecting all his strength to speak further.

I frowned at his words. I always knew that I had forgotten a lot of things except the strong emotions of hatred towards Gerard and my revenge.

I only remember my death and all the attacks that happened on him. I always thought that I remembered attacks because I was assigned to protect him since I did know the exact details of attacks in the past too.

But now that he tells me that way.. It felt like I was forgetting something of immense importance.

"And that is that?" I asked , encouraging him and he nodded back.

"Abi.. you.." 

"Abigail Essendson!!"  Before he could speak further, I heard the thunderous voice of my father that shook the whole palace.. I gulped as I realized I was still in his arms and our poison was too intimate.