I Scored Myself A Mate

"Is that so? Your dear friend? Is that how we call our puppets now?" he asked her and she flinched. "Everyone here knows about your relationship with him and how the new troll leaders want to cut ties with you. I wonder why they would want that, especially if you were such good friends with their leader." He told her, his head raised high as he spoke and Achlys bit her lip, her mocking expression disappearing. "With what kind of evidence are you going to trial me?" he asked her. "You have nothing on me." 

"Well…" Achlys said returning his smile. She was vicious and as it seemed Allias had just asked her the question she needed. "As I said I have been investigating. I may not have something on you but she does." She said and her black painted nails showed the woman, the witch that sat in the crowd as she stood up. "Kalis, please approach us. Let's show the council the truth."

"What do you mean?" Allias asked confused. His eyes widening as the witch approached them slowly, her eyes filled with hate the moment she stood next to the king. 

"Your blood." Achlys stated. 

The crazy sisters had asked for his blood so they could bring Mark back, the king had felt that something had gone wrong but he could actually never imagine that Achlys would have such a well-planned scheme. He couldn't understand how she had found out about him going there in the first place. It was supposed to be kept a secret. 

Allias in the chaos and confusion that had seemed to start suddenly he tried to think, find a way out of this. He wasn't really sure what Achlys wanted to prove with his blood but he still wanted to calculate every excuse possible. As he kept pressuring himself to think, remember if he had missed out anything important his eyes widened. 

Asmodeus, he had sent a letter to his brother, probably simply wanting to inform him. He had to be the one who revealed their destination by accident and that was when Achlys found out about their visit to the Chaos sisters. Why was it his blood? How could she use it exactly against him? He wondered as he rubbed his temples. 

"Quiet! All of you!" Dionysus' loud voice echoed in the room and a very strong wind scared easily the lesser demons, shutting their mouths. 

"What would his blood do? Why is that even evidence?" Rafael asked her, he had a strict expression on his face, observing the whole scene quietly as he stood at the edge of their long table. No one had said a word from the beginning of this so called trial but now all the gods and angels seemed to be in distress. The demon woman had dropped something to the table none of them expected. 

"I will explain everything but first let's hear the witch, tell us everything." Achlys instructed her. 

"The elf king came to our Valley." Kalis began saying. Allias bit his lips anxiously looking back and forth between the demon and the scary looking witch. Necromancy was illegal. He was going to get in trouble for that too. "He dared to ask us what many have not tried to. He wanted us to bring his friend back from the dead." She told them and a unanimous gasp spread in the room. 

"He did what?" Hades asked and Achlys smiled brightly. 

"You heard her but keep talking dear."

"He came to us and since we have been informed before by lady Achlys we accepted asking for his blood. You see the demon lady knew that he wouldn't give his blood willingly to her. For the evidence to be valid the ones taken from the possible criminal had to be by his own will. So we offered him a deal. His blood for his friend's return. He killed my sister!" The woman seemed to lose it in the end and angrily she turned towards him, pointing at him with her boney hand as she screamed in his face. "He killed her! He used his powers."

"So as it seems dear elf king, you are not being charged just for murder. You also used illegal ways of magic and even released your own, even though you know there is a restriction put on you." She said. 

Allias gulped everything had turned into an utter mess and the confidence he had managed to gather with so much effort was fading away fast. He had to think of something. He definitely wouldn't be able to get away from every single one of these charges so he had to evaluate the situation. Necromancy and using his powers were obviously bad but killing a tribe leader was the worst one of all. He would get some time in prison or maybe get whipped for the others but in Hara's case the kindest punishment for him would end up with him losing his crown and his powers. He couldn't risk trying to find a way out of everything. He had to though, stop them from prosecuting him for his murder. 

"First of all…" Allias began saying as he kept searching in the dusty corners of his mind for a solution. "You tricked me. You should have started an official investigation asking for the normal procedures. Obviously you did not do that because you were scared, about what I wonder. Maybe getting to close with council official who would check your every move would be a problem to your plan…"

"How dare you say something like that about me?" Achlys said and slammed her hand on the table "Are you trying to imply that I am trying to frame you for something you didn't? That's ridiculous, what would I ever get out of anything like…"

"Let the king speak Achlys. You might not like it and he might be trialed right now but he is still above you in class. You should respect that." Suijin told her without even finding it necessary to spare her a glance and the woman closed her lips, making them turn into a thin line. 

"Thank you. Second of all, why would you even need my blood?"

"Hara had blood on him!" she exclaimed. "I am betting everything that it was your blood from when you killed him. We will compare it either you want it or not."

Allias stopped talking. He looked at the demon who was smiling, thinking she was victorious. Yes, indeed it was his blood, it probably had splattered from that time he got whipped by him, when he covered up for Mark. He couldn't reveal that though; he was going to put another crime on his back. 

"Check it then." He told her, a smirk appearing on his face. "Do it and let's see if it's really my blood."