The Duke's Passion

Chapter 742 It was hard for him too

The next day...

"So... not only did he watch you die, but he also left your daughter on the mainland all on her own?" Klaus looked at Lilou under the linden tree. Seeing her nod and huff, he produced a series of tongue clicking. He then gazed up at Samael, hanged by a rope around his torso and arms, tied on the thick branch of the tree.

"My... he deserves more than being hanged in here," he mused, elbowing Lilou mildly. "Hey, should I dig a grave for him? Let's bury him."

"He should get buried alive, indeed." Lilou huffed, running her hand through her hazel hair. She raised her brows, noticing the frizzy tips of her hair. "Ah, goodness."

"Oy, Hell. Why did you run all night? You should've just faced your doom instead of tiring your wife. Goodness... you of all people—I can't believe you call yourself a man after running away with your tail in between your legs." Klaus laughed, obviously enjoying Samael's plight. This was Samael's karma, and Klaus wasn't kind enough to pity him. They abducted him and stored him in the food storage; Klaus wasn't a saint to forget that, even though he let it slide for Lilou's sake. "Love... please forgive me! I told you, I didn't—I mean, we were rolling on the grass while making out before things went downhill!" Samael explained at the top of his lungs, making his body swing back and forth in the air. "It was Tilly's idea! I mean, I was back in my slumber and if not for her, I would still be inside that coffin cursing the life out of Stefan!" "Oh, right." Klaus pounded the bottom of his fist against his palm, facing Lilou's side profile. "If I remember correctly, we're a year or two ahead from the time you two met. So Hell is still in his slumber."

Seeing her tear up in frustration, Samael's eyes softened. He understood her actions, and her worries, since Lilou's priorities were her children. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I know I should've gone to her instead of going to you. However, Lilou, those people... I know what I will tell you is not enough to quench your anger, but they won't kill someone who bears the blood of Grimsbanne easily."

Samael breathed out as he spoke through his gritted teeth. "They will seize her, but they will surely keep her alive. They weren't stupid as to give her the slightest scratch if they want whatever plan they had to succeed. However, it wouldn't be the same for you."

"They weren't just coming for the Grimsbanne, but also they were coming at you. You're the last member of the Bloodfang, and also, the product of your clans' forbidden sacrifice," he continued, pausing as this reasoning was also a hard decision he had to make. "I hate it, I really do. I hate that I have to decide where I have to choose between my daughter and my wife."

"But, I need to keep you all alive, Love. Even if it means this decision is killing me from the inside. I can't lose any of you. Call it selfish and conceited or even ridiculous, but this is the most logical I can do at the moment," he added under his breath, and his tone bore a tinge of helplessness and anger. "I can't return to Sunny without her mother. That... will devastate her more than anything."

Lilou bit her trembling lower lip until it bled, looking up at Samael, and holding his gaze. She knew that. She knew it all along that Samael had to decide and make a painful decision. Still, it angered her. She could die for all she cares, but not her children. She couldn't allow her children to die before her. But at the end of the day, Samael's decision was the most logical decision. They wouldn't harm Sunny unless their enemies completely lost their minds. Lilou huffed and turned on her heel, stomping her feet away. She didn't say anything, leaving Samael hanging in the tree and Klaus on his spot. As she walked away, Klaus stared at her back and shook his head. Klaus then glanced up at Samael, who was staring at Lilou's back. "Goodness... why does it always need to be so stressful between you two?"