Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 194: Alone and Sealed In

Warlock Ch 194. Alone and Sealed In

"I trust your quarters were to your liking?" Victoria asked, her tone polite but distant as she poured herself a glass of wine.

"Yeah," Damian said casually, leaning back in his chair. "Real cozy. Thanks for that."

Victoria's lips curved into a faint smile, though it didn't reach her eyes. "I'm glad to hear it."

The conversation drifted into surface-level pleasantries, though Damian could feel the unspoken questions hanging over the table. He knew he wasn't the only one thinking it—Evelyn's sharp gaze occasionally flicked to Victoria, and even Cassius seemed more watchful than usual.

Eventually, Victoria set her glass down and leaned forward slightly, her eyes locking onto Damian's. "You've been quiet," she said, her voice cutting through the casual chatter. "Is something on your mind, Damian?"

He froze for half a second before forcing a grin. "What, me? Nah. Just enjoying the atmosphere."

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Victoria's gaze didn't waver. "Is that so?"

Damian's smirk faltered slightly, but he held her gaze. "Yup. Everything's great. The food's great. The company's… interesting."

Victoria's lips twitched, her expression unreadable. "Interesting," she echoed. "Well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. After all, this might be the last time we have such a pleasant meal together."

The words hung in the air like a challenge, and Damian felt his heart skip a beat. There was something in her tone—something that made it clear this dinner wasn't just a formality. Whatever was coming next, it wasn't going to be "pleasant" at all.

He glanced at Evelyn and Cassius, both of whom seemed to pick up on the same tension. Evelyn's expression hardened, her hand resting casually on the table as if ready to act at a moment's notice. Cassius, meanwhile, wore his usual mask of calm, but there was a sharpness in his eyes that hadn't been there before.

Damian exhaled quietly, forcing himself to relax. "Well," he said lightly, "here's hoping dessert's as good as the main course."

Victoria's smile widened ever so slightly, though it still didn't reach her eyes. "Oh, Damian," she said softly. "I wouldn't worry about dessert just yet."

Before he could say anything, a servant appeared, carrying a tray of desserts.

"Huh," Damian muttered under his breath as a neatly plated slice of dark chocolate cake was set in front of him. "Didn't see that coming."

Evelyn shot him a look across the table. "Behave," she whispered, though her lips twitched like she was holding back a smile.

Cassius didn't react, his focus still on Victoria as if waiting for the other shoe to drop. Damian picked up his fork and jabbed at the cake, his appetite dampened by the tension. He took a bite anyway—because, hey, chocolate was chocolate.

Surprisingly, it was good. Really good. Rich, bittersweet, and smooth as hell. For a second, Damian let himself enjoy it, closing his eyes briefly as the flavor settled. "Okay, points for the dessert," he mumbled, only half joking.

Victoria, of course, noticed. "I'm glad it meets your standards," she said, her tone smooth as silk.

Damian opened his mouth to respond, but Victoria's hand rose mid-air, cutting him off. In a fluid motion, she waved her fingers, and the atmosphere of the room changed instantly.

The servants froze where they stood before swiftly retreating from the room, their movements almost mechanical. Damian's brow furrowed as he glanced at the doors closing behind them. Then, a low hum filled the air as Victoria made a subtle gesture with her hand, and a faint shimmer surrounded the dining room—like ripples in glass.

A barrier.

"Well, that's not ominous," Damian muttered, putting down his fork as his muscles tensed instinctively. He glanced toward Evelyn, who had gone stone-still, her sharp eyes tracking every movement. Cassius, as usual, looked calm, but Damian could see his fingers tapping lightly against the edge of the table—a sure sign he was on high alert.

Victoria leaned back in her chair, her regal posture unshaken. "Now that we're alone, we can speak freely."

"Alone and sealed in, you mean," Damian quipped, crossing his arms. "Always a good sign."

Victoria didn't react to the sarcasm. Instead, her expression turned serious—deadly serious—and the faint smile she'd been wearing finally disappeared. "I brought you here for more than pleasantries," she said, her voice soft but heavy with intent. "I'm in danger."

Cassius raised a brow, but his voice remained even. "The queen of vampires is in danger?"

Victoria inclined her head slightly. "More than you know."

Damian exchanged a quick look with Evelyn, who frowned but said nothing. He shifted in his chair, his instincts already buzzing. "Okay, you're gonna have to be more specific than that."

Victoria's crimson eyes locked onto him, sharp as daggers. "My position as queen is no longer secure. There are those within my faction—powerful ones—who would see me overthrown."

"Shocker," Damian muttered under his breath.

Victoria ignored him. "As you know… One man in particular poses the greatest threat to me. Varak Bloodshade. He was… Once a trusted ally, Varak has used his position to rally dissenters within the faction. He's charismatic, powerful, and dangerously ambitious. If he succeeds in his plans, not only will I lose my throne, but my supporters will be wiped out."

Damian blinked. "Sounds like a real charmer."

Victoria continued, ignoring his snark. "He's already consolidating power and leveraging promises to sway those on the fence. If I don't act soon, his rebellion will be unstoppable."

"And what exactly do you want from us?" Cassius asked, his tone cool and measured.

Victoria's gaze swept over them, lingering on Cassius before shifting to Damian and Evelyn. "I want your help to stop him," she said simply. "Varak must be dealt with—permanently. I need your strength to ensure his death and secure the loyalty of my remaining followers."

Damian's brows shot up. "You want us to kill him?"

"Yes," Victoria said without hesitation. "This isn't a matter of negotiation or diplomacy. If Varak lives, I lose everything."