Omega's Rebirth-Chapter 598: Nothing Unusual ()

"Are you alright?" Neveah asked with a small frown.

The petite woman looked up to Neveah and Neveah’s eyes widened in alarm when she saw a thick misty darkness seeping into the whites of her eyes.

The dark mass swirled, as though it would spill right out of her eyes and Neveah could only stare in horror.

Neveah’s gaze trailed down and from the woman’s eyes down to the sides of her face, the veins were prominent and blackened in colour.

A faint stench hung in the air all along and Neveah finally identified the source.

’Dark magic...’ Neveah thought to herself in concern and displeasure.

That shift in Neveah’s emotions was more than enough crack for Demevirld to rise to the surface once again.

’Let me out and I will eradicate it from its roots... every last strand of dark magic, gone...’ Demevirld vowed enticingly in Neveah’s mind, like he would give her the world if only she just held his hand.

And he would, Neveah knew. He would give it to himself as taking Demevirld’s hands meant she ceased to exist as she was now, but would become a version of herself she did not know.

Neveah glanced down at her hand that still held onto the petite woman, there was a dim golden shine radiating from it, barely visible to anyone else but Neveah herself.

Neveah watched as the blackened veins were banished, from the point of contact all the way up to the woman’s eyes, till the misty darkness completely disappeared.

In that moment, Neveah felt lightheaded and she quickly shook her head to clear her vision, her momentarily blurred vision returned to normal.

’Just like that... I will do it all for you, and so much more. Will you not accept me completely? I myself have accepted our fate together...we are meant to be, Omega.’ Demevirld whispered in his haunting tone.

’Just be quiet!’ Neveah snarled harshly to Demevirld. A reprimand that did not quite sit well with him.

"Veah? Veah?" Coran’s voice drew Neveah back to reality.

It was then Neveah realized everyone was staring at her, not just the couple, the commander of the city guard and Coran but even the crowd at the gates.

"Your eyes..." The petite woman Neveah still held onto stuttered out in horror.

Neveah thought it would have been fair if she could have reacted the same to what she had just seen in the woman’s own eyes.

Neveah quickly let go of the petite woman, taking a step back, she turned her face away, her eyes going closed to conceal Demevirld’s influence.

Demevirld churned within Neveah’s mind and Neveah knew she could not suppress him out here, with so many eyes on her.

"The Dunes are dangerous at this time, it is no place for one with an ailment and all our physicians are otherwise occupied. Deliver what message you have for me to the commander and return to where you come from." Neveah said firmly.

Without looking back, Neveah turned and headed back into the city, with Coran following closely behind.

The ride back to the castle was swift and the moment they arrived, Coran hurried over to Neveah’s side just as she dismounted her horse, staggering slightly on unsteady footing.

"Stand down." Coran instructed the castle guards who rushed to Neveah’s aid.

Neveah barely took notice, she was only relieved she held out till castle grounds. Her condition was not unknown to the occupants of Dune Castle.

There was a piercing ringing in Neveah’s head and Neveah swore she could feel blood dripping out of her ears, Demevirld was right on the surface and as always, he would not be suppressed without a fight.

This time though, it was different. Neveah was not certain why this was one of the more severe episodes, she had barely done anything emotional, yet it was.

"Everon... take me to Everon." Neveah instructed Coran.

Coran complied immediately, supporting Neveah’s weight, they swiftly made their way to Everon’s study where Everon and a brighter looking Isalder were in quiet conversation.

However both were alarmed at the sight of Neveah and Neveah’s gaze moved to Isalder and then down to Isalder’s baby cradled in her arms.

"Isa, take the young one away... I will be fine." Neveah said to Isalder.

Isalder was clearly reluctant but looking down at her baby, she nodded and took her leave.

Coran helped Neveah into a seat and Neveah breathed a sigh, her teeth clenched tightly.

"What triggered him this time?" Everon asked Coran as he busily went around, fetching things he would use to tend to Neveah.

"I cannot tell. One moment she was fine and the next..." Coran trailed off.

"Did you use Demevirld’s magic, Veah?" Everon asked, crouching down before Neveah.

Neveah winced visibly but she nodded her head once.

"Against your will?" Everon asked again to which Neveah nodded once more.

"Scales!" Everon grunted as he got up to his feet, he fetched a glass of water and handed Neveah a pill.

Neveah took the pill and swallowed it along with a mouthful of water. And then she leaned back against the chair, breathing heavily.

It took a short moment but Demevirld soon retreated to the back of her mind and Neveah was herself again.

"Coran...did you sense anything strange with that woman?" Neveah asked in a tired tone.

Coran thought over it for a moment but shook his head slightly.

"She seemed quite ill, but suddenly looked better before we left... I am not certain if she was truly ill or it was only a ruse. But other than that, there was nothing unusual." Coran relayed to Neveah.

"Nothing unusual...you did not sense dark magic?" Neveah asked Coran again to be sure.

Coran shook his head, his brows furrowed in concern.

"Shall I bring them in for questioning?" Coran asked Neveah.

"No, no...let it be. Perhaps I am overly sensitive, with Demevirld, I cannot trust my own senses anymore." Neveah murmured.