Married to the Devil's Son novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191 - 68

Heaven felt cold. She wrapped her arms around herself and bent her knees so she lay curled on the ground, but still she kept shaking until she woke up. When she opened her eyes, she became shocked. How could she have fallen asleep while on a mission?

All of them were still in the throne hall. Some of her soldiers were still eating and resting, so she had only slept for a short amount of time. Her eyelids felt heavy, her head throbbed in pain, and her body felt sore. She was exhausted after not having slept much for almost three nights.

Sitting up, she looked around. Ilyas sat relaxed on the steps that led to the throne, and Zarin sat alone in a corner. When he saw that she was awake, he came and sat next to her.

"You look tired." He said. "Why don't you sleep some more?"

Heaven shook her head. "I am alright."

She couldn't sleep while her men were awake, even if they had already taken care of everything, and were now waiting for her father and the royal army to arrive.

"Do you still want to be a ruler after this?" He asked.

"Yes." Heaven replied, but didn't care to explain. She didn't want to argue.

Standing up, she decided to get some fresh air so she could feel more awake, but as soon as she got up on her feet the world around her began to spin. Losing her balance, she felt like she was falling before, but Zarin caught her before she could hit the ground.

"Heaven."

He hurried and put his other arm under knees and carried her up.

"I am fine. Put me down." She said, even though she was feeling weak and dizzy.

What was wrong with her?

Callum, Oliver and Ilyas hurried to her to make sure she is alright. "She needs to rest." Zarin said. "I'll take her back to the guest room."

Heaven wanted to protest, but her body refused to listen. Before she could force herself, Zarin was carrying her out of the hall. As soon as they were out of sight, he teleported them to the guest room and lay her down on the bed carefully. He then covered her with a warm blanked and Heaven sighed as the warmth of the sheets took the cold away.

She felt embarrassed for looking weak in front of her soldiers. They would think she was not fit to lead. Maybe she wasn't. If she was going to be like this, then they would never respect her.

Not able to hold her eyes open anymore, she closed them. Sleep pulled her in a way that she couldn't resist, and soon she was surrounded by darkness.

But darkness alone did not come with sleeping. Nightmares followed as well.

In this nightmare, she was already a queen. She sat with a crown on her head somewhere high up. She was looking down on people and guards that gathered in a circle. They were waiting for something as she was.

Soon, two guards holding a man locked in chains appeared from the crowd. The man's face was hidden behind his long black hair. The guards pushed him down on his knees, and then one of them pulled his sword. Looking up at her, he waited for her approval.

Heaven gave the guard a nod, and then he turned back to the man in chains. He drew his sword back, but right before the man got executed he looked up, his hair falling back and revealing his face.