The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 695

Chapter 695: The Demoness Held Grudges

After Oriana had rested for a while, both of them dressed in fresh clothes, dark garments that seemed to be the preferred color of the demon realm.

"Are we going somewhere?" Oriana asked.

"Don’t you want to look around the realm you belong to?" Arlan replied. "Also, everyone is excited to see their princess after you killed their ruler."

"Do I have to be the princess of this realm as well?" she asked, clearly reluctant about the idea.

"You don’t want to?" he asked. "This is where you belong."

"I belong where you belong," she replied. "I will follow wherever you go."

He was delighted to hear it but at the same time, seeing her lack of attachment to her own home, Arlan, who had been contemplating this for some time, finally decided to ask. He took her hand. "Oriana?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you not remember anything about your past life here as a demon princess?" he asked, his gaze fixed on her face to observe her reaction. "Esmeray has finally shown her stronger presence. Don’t you have her memories now? Don’t you want to remember anything?"

Oriana looked conflicted and confused. "I’m not sure..."

"So you do remember?"

"What if I say I don’t want to talk about it at the moment?"

"Alright."

The two then disappeared from the residence and reappeared in the throne hall, where all the powerful figures of the demon realm were waiting for their princess. Oriana was guided to sit on the throne where the ruler once sat. It had belonged to Tharzimon, but now it was hers.

Arlan stood by Draven and Drayce’s side, the guests of this realm.

All the demons bowed to the princess according to the customs of the demon realm, dropping to one knee and lowering their heads.

As Oriana had already discussed with Arlan, she made the announcement to everyone.

"Though I am your princess, I cannot stay here permanently, as my home is now elsewhere. However, I will not abandon my responsibilities toward this realm. I will continue to be your princess and visit from time to time. In my absence, Demon Xyron will take charge of this realm, and you all must obey him.

"As for the shield around this realm, I want to make it clear that I have no intention of removing it. This realm will continue to exist in peace, without the threat of war with the Heavenly realm. We do not need to be greedy and conquer other realms. Be content with what we have here."

The demons obediently accepted their princess’s decree. Once everything was discussed, everyone was dismissed, except for Xyron.

"Xyron, do not disappoint me," Oriana spoke to him with authority as she sat on the throne.

"I do not dare, my Lady," Xyron replied, continuing to kneel with his head lowered.

"I know you have dared beyond what you should," Oriana said, her voice displeased, her intense gaze fixed on him. "I have not forgotten what you said to me that day when I asked you to help Arlan fight against Tharzimon. You looked down on my husband’s abilities and questioned my choice of partner. How dare you?" Her voice echoed in the throne hall, her eyes flashing with darkness, clearly showing her anger.

The three Dragons had not expected Oriana’s temper to shift so suddenly. Indeed, the demoness held grudges.

Xyron remained in his kneeling position. "I will accept any punishment you decide for me, my Lady. But before that, I wish to clear up a misunderstanding. I had to provoke you, to make you feel helpless and angry. Only then could your dark side be awakened when you saw that no one was there to help Prince Arlan. It was part of the plan. However, that does not excuse the way I spoke to you, my Lady. Please punish me for my behavior."