Chapter 82. Dark Lord

“Is she sleeping?”

The Dark Lord stood at the periphery of the bubble that kept Mira enclosed.

It was his first time laying his eyes on his treasure, his own flesh and blood.

It would be untrue to say that Caleb never loved Kiara.

In fact he loved her so much he was on the verge of abandoning his mission and thinking about a mundane future with her. She had him wrapped around her fingers.

Had it not been for the Dark Forces, reclaiming his heart, he would never have achieved the heights of greatness where he presently resided. The weak insignificant Caleb inside him was long dead and gone.

Or so he thought.

Nobody knew that he was there.

Nobody needed to know.

He needed to stay away from her, until the right moment, to avoid any kind of contamination before the ritual.

However, something inside him didn’t let him sleep.

“She is so close. She is finally here!”

The voice inside his head spoke when no one was aroun