Chapter 136

[1750 B.C.]Samael's POV

"He’s dying," Callisto said for the thousandth time and I felt like blowing his brains out.

"I heard, the fact that I did not answer is because I waited for you TO LEAVE" I spoke bluntly and tidied up my posture as I felt my bones crack. It was uncomfortable to work there, especially when an idiot made a point of HINDERING.

"What will you do? I already gave you what you asked for and yet "he wouldn’t shut up and I knew I was desperate, but that didn’t make me care.

"Shut the fuck up" I mumbled sliding one hand through my hair "you fucked up when you decided things without talking to the saint or the duchess and now you want to rush me? Do you know how much I had to TRY for Asra to let me TOUCH the saint? His luck is that that brilliant thing that should be obedient to my father, is interesting and apparently wants to save his son."

"What?" he seemed astonished.

"Ah... I don’t want to explain" grumbled "so go away, you being