Chapter 134 - Deep Feelings (1/2)
”Ahhhhh!”
Her painful shrieks went from piercingly loud to pitifully hoarse and weak as her strength fell.
”Not good! Her pulse is dropping!” The Great Healer anxiously tried to keep the serpentine's condition stable, weaving spell after spell of healing magic.
Versailles's face turned paler than a dead corpse, seemingly at the end of her string as the Thunder-Kill Spectra viciously sucked on her lifeforce, trying to drag her down with it.
”Kreeee!”
The three faces of the crimson flowers twisted in agony as they fought off the Thunder-Kill Spectra's pressure and tried to suck the parasite out of the serpentine's body.
”Ahh! Make it stop! Make it stop!”
Versailles, barely conscious muttered incoherently with an agonized expression. Ramose's heart plunged into an even deeper abyss of despair. With blood tears and trembling body, he desperately implored.
”Light, I know. I know it's painful. I know it's very painful, but you have to endure, alright? You have to endure. You cannot give up!”
”Olsen, pour more of the Ice Bugs. Her temperature is rising!” The Great Healer hollered.
Olsen immediately grabbed the casket and overturned the entire content onto the ice bed. The raging blood veins met the tranquil ice worms that slithered onto Versailles's body and a thick mist rose from her figure. The blood veins, like a venomous snake, ruthlessly writhed and twisted.
”Puff!”
Her body lurched forward and she spewed a mouthful of blood. Then her limp body fell powerlessly onto the bed, going still.
”She...she...”
Words failed him and Ramose sat in a daze. The long trail of crimson blood on the bedsheets pricked his eyes. But there was nothing he could do to end her pain.
Placing a hand on his chest, Ramose breathed with difficulty. The short, shallow gasps on the verge of devouring his consciousness.
He unblinkingly watched her pale face as the Great Healer desperately tried to restart her heartbeat.
”Olsen, prepare for the worst.” With a defeated sigh, Great Healer Lev weaved another spell to get her heartbeat back.
”Great Healer, you! You can't give up now. Our King is still waiting for his mate to wake up!” Struck with panic, Olsen went to the healer's side and forcefully grabbed his shoulders.
”You can't give up! Not now, not ever!”
”You don't understand. It's not me that's giving up. It's the serpentine that is unable to endure. The pain is something that even a cold-blooded and emotionless beast can't endure.”
”No matter, you cannot stop! You have to try and keep her until there is no hope at all. If her heart stopped, I am sure that there is a way to restart it. Please, do something!” Olsen couldn't control himself anymore.
His King's bleak eyes made his heart freeze in fear.
More than anyone else, Olsen knew his King's deep feelings for the Serpentine Queen. For the past 18 years, he had constantly heard the Wolf King talk about a beast that meant more to him than his own life. It was only recently that he came to know the beast he was looking for was the serpentine of the Snake Clan.
If anything happened to her, how was he going to handle his King?
”Please...” He knelt and banged his head on the ground, startling the Great Healer. Surprised at the young man's actions, Great Healer Lev stepped forward and assisted him to his feet.
”Sigh. Young Wolf, I am not omnipotent. I can't bring the dead back to life. I really want to help, but there is nothing that I can do. Her heart has stopped. She is dead.”
”Dead...heh...how can she die? I am...still...here. So, how...can she die?”
The silent whisper was devoid of all emotion, seemingly bleak in its state, rising chills on the two men's spine. In shock and astonishment, they watched the Werewolf King climb onto the ice bed.
”Wolf King!”
”Werewolf King!”
The two shouted at the same time, fear and worry filling their eyes. As a warm-blood beast, the Wolf King's actions were tantamount to inflicting self-injury.
Ramose ignored their frantic shouts and gently gathered Versailles in his arms.
”Light, do you know? Since the day I met you 18 years ago, I never stopped thinking about you. Since the day I met you, you became my reason for being alive.” Trailing his fingers across her forehead, he slowly traced her eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips with devotion and adoration.
”Light, long before you became my mate, you were the queen of my heart. At that time, I was young and in the dark about the feelings of the heart. I did not know what it was that I felt whenever I dreamed of you. I only knew that no matter how agonizing and tormenting the nightmares were, I never wished for them to stop. Because in them, I could see you.”
His blood tears dripped onto her pale face and, outside of everyone's sight, seeped into her skin. The Werewolf King's blood tears entered her body and spread, covering every organ, tissue, and blood vessel.
Unbeknownst to all, the Thunder-Kill Spectra that was viciously sucking out the serpentine's lifeforce froze and started writhing in anguish as it slowly shrunk.
”So Light, you can't leave me, understand? You can't leave me. I failed to protect you, making you go through so much pain. For that, I accept any punishment you give me. You can hit me, bite me, curse me, and even hate me. But you cannot leave me, understand!?”
As his emotions turned chaotic, Ramose roared tearfully, his eyes bleeding even faster.
”If you leave me, I will become alone. If you leave me, there will be no one I can call family. If you leave me, I will have no reason to exist. I will be nothing but an empty shell. You are not only my mate, you are the queen of my heart. The light of my life. The reason for my existence. If you leave, I will no longer have any reason to exist.” Raising her limp hand to his chest, he laid his forehead gently against hers.