Forever Destined to the Silver Shadow-Chapter 204: There is something evil inside him

Celestia’s POV:

In front of my eyes, the palace Fae guards escorted Darius out of Father Oberon’s chamber. But I wasn’t able to do anything about it! I pleaded with my father to change his mind—but he refused to listen to me.

Once Darius and the guards were gone, my father focused his attention on me. "My child, I want to ask you something, and I need an honest answer from your side."

"What is it, father?" I asked grimly—as I was still upset by the way Darius was taken out of the chamber like a prisoner.

"Are you falling for that half-mage?"

"No! Not at all," I shouted. "I just wrongly assumed him to be—you know who...."

"Celestia, if you are not falling for him, then why did you say that you are getting strange vibes from him?"

I didn’t know the reason for that either! How could I give him an answer on this? I wrecked my mind hard to come up with an explanation.

"I just.... mistook him to be, you know who. But from now on, I promise that I won’t repeat my actions. I have gotten a second chance in my life, and I don’t want to ruin it."

"As long as you are clear about it, you will be fine. You have to stay away from all the men, Celestia. You are reborn again to rectify your old mistakes! And in order to fulfill your purpose, you should be a Maiden forever."

"I definitely will, father! You can rely on me—as I am not going to disappoint you this time."

He glared and said, "Then I think that we are good! I know that you will not repeat the same mistakes that you did in the past."

"Definitely not, father! I know better than just to repeat my same old mistakes."

"I am proud of you, my child! And you are free to go now!"

I wanted to confront him about the unfair decision he made, but I didn’t think that he would listen to me. Father Oberon seemed to be in a really sour mood now. It is for the best if I just leave without arguing with him!

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Once I got out of the chamber, tears automatically started to flow down my eyes. I pressed my hand on the wall and tried hard to resist myself from breaking down.

But I wasn’t successful in it! My tears were just tears when they fell to the ground. They didn’t get changed into pearls like they used to do before—but I could care less about it anyway.

Edwin was standing next to me, and he quietly watched me for a while as he didn’t know how to comfort me. After some time, he said, "It is not really your fault, Celestia!"

Still, I wasn’t able to stop blaming myself for this. I am at fault here. I told Darius that we should confront Samuel’s son without informing our father about it!

In the end, he got punished—but I didn’t. And I think that Father Oberon didn’t reprimand me on purpose. He is partial now!

Ever since I came here, I feel that he is favoring me over Darius in everything—like crowning me before him.

Edwin handed me a little piece of silk cloth that was in his pocket to wipe my tears. I grabbed the cloth from him and dabbed my cheeks with it. The fabric was so soft that I felt like I was brushing my face with a bird’s feather.

"You should really stop blaming yourself for something that isn’t your fault," Edwin said.

"Okay," I said with a heavy voice and swallowed the knot on my throat.

"You still haven’t changed a bit, Celestia," Edwin smiled. "You used to feel guilty when someone else suffered because of you. I always admired that quality of you—"

I just smiled at him blankly and didn’t say anything else.

"Just remember this, Celestia! Darius is imprisoned now because he hit that Half-Mage. And you didn’t tell him to do that—so you can relax! It is not really your fault."

Maybe it isn’t completely my fault! I told Darius not to beat him, but he didn’t listen to me. Still, I should have handled this situation well; that doesn’t involve Darius getting imprisoned.

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Once the night fell in the lands, I went down to the dungeon to meet Darius. I hope that he is doing well now.

As soon as I stepped into the cold dungeon, all the bad memories came flooding into my mind. This is exactly where I drank the blood of Nosferatu and got changed into a Half-Vampire. I tried not to think about those bitter memories.

Only one fire torch was lit up in the whole dungeon—still, it was enough to see everything in there.

Darius was seated down on the cold surface inside the cell. So far, he had locked up a lot of traitors in this cell—now he is here inside the cage.

"Celestia," he said and got back to his feet when he saw me. "Why are you here?"

"I just came here to apologize to you for my actions. I never meant this to happen!"

He sighed deeply and said, "Forget it, Celestia! You have far more important things to take care of—so just stop wasting your time by feeling sorry for me. And I want you to always keep an eye on that Half-Mage."

"What? So you still suspect him like me?"

He nodded and held the rods of his cell. "When I hit him with the whip, I swear that his eyes turned scarlet for a second. There is definitely something evil inside him—but he managed to conceal his darkness. And when our father touched him, he didn’t feel any energy from him. Isn’t that odd to you?"

"Yes, it is," I said and breathed out as the feeling of dread took over me. "But if this Half-Mage is really Silver Shadow, then how is he concealing his identity from us?"

"I don’t know—but we will definitely find a way in future to unmask him," he said.