Chapter 85. Countess Hera's Cruelty

Darius’ POV

I tapped my fingers on the table of the gazebo as my friends were behind me. They were enjoying the view of the clean and pristine canal just underneath the gazebo of the palace. We heard a sound of a carriage and I knew it was the carriage my mother and father were riding when they left this morning. Roy came behind me.

“Have they found your sister?” he asked me.

I shook my head. “I don’t know,” I said. “And I wish they never find her.”

I have hated Marissa ever since she was born in this world. She is older than me, I know, but I hate how weak she is. Whenever I bully her, she usually cries instantly. That is why I would feel more powerful than her. I liked being more at everything than her. It makes her invisible, and I have been used to it that way.

I would be the predator. She would be the prey. What I also liked about her is that she never said a thing nor told my parents that I bullied her.

But for the past days