She Belongs To The Devil

"Isn't there any news yet from those two soldiers that we sent to the east? Haven't they arrived yet?" Reginald asked the Vampire General with a bit of restlessness evident in his voice.

"No, Your Majesty," Evans said with a gentle bow.

Reginald looked at the hills that were getting closer and closer. Though he was acting like he wasn't that affected by the war, deep down, he really was.

He desperately wanted to win after already going through lengths to plan the war and even going as far as involving a demoness. So he wanted to know how things went in the east. He knew that a quarter of his chance at winning the war was also dependent on their victory.

Reginald's voice became a little harsh when he further asked, "Why are they taking so much time? We are already so close to the pass!"

Evans flinched a little at that sudden aggression and replied, "Your Majesty, the distance between Jhomla pass and us is considerably long. So they will probably meet us when we camp at Frostford."

Reginald sighed and slammed his fist against his palm. "Ugh! Isn't that a little too late to know what happened in the east? What if something happened and they were unable to lure the Wyverndale soldiers from the capital? Our fight here in Frostford might even go to waste."

"I am really sorry, Your Majesty." General Evans bowed for the umpteenth time and added, "But there is nothing much that any one of us can do about it. We are going to have to trust that the assassins completed their task and wait for the arrival of good news."

Reginald sighed and rolled his eyes at his General. He didn't want to say anything more to Evans and discourage him or scare him any further.

And he thought to himself, "I wish I also had teleportation power."

Reginald's army kept on marching forward. As their destination was getting nearer and nearer, the sun was also moving further and further towards the west.

They had planned to cross the pass and reach Frostford by the evening. They were promised by the King of Frostford that they would pre-prepare the camps for the army of Mihir.

The Generals of Mihir had planned to rest for the night so that the soldiers could recuperate before the war would ensue.

The vampire soldiers were then supposed to attack the Wyverndale soldiers at the border between Wyverndale and Frostford when it was still dark, at around four in the morning.

They were planning to 'surprise attack' the Wyverndale soldiers and kill as many soldiers as they could before the break of dawn. And the vampires would later be joined by the rest of the human soldiers of Mihir.

In Reginald's and the General's eyes, their plan was very flawless. They were pretty confident that with the vampire soldiers and double the Wyverndale army, they would easily be able to eliminate the Wyverndale's division and march forward to capture the Capital.

Unbeknownst to them, several werewolves were scattered around the hills near the Lahare Pass. They were on the lookout for the armies of Mihir.

And there was no way that they wouldn't see the sea of armies of Mihir from quite a distance.

One of the werewolves who spotted the armies telepathically informed the werewolf at the foot of the hill about the situation.

Their telepathy power depended on their proximity to each other.

Thus, that werewolf then informed the werewolf who was next in the chain to receive the message.

After going through quite a few werewolves, the message finally reached the wolf who was in the camp. She ran towards Adeline and Theodore's tent at the top of her speed.

She transformed back to her human form and without even waiting to catch her breath, she asked the Royal Guards outside the tent, "May I go inside? I have an important message to deliver to the Queen."

"Of course," the guard announced that wolf's presence to the Queen and let her inside.

Both Adeline and Theodore were sitting in front of a desk and were discussing something when she entered the tent.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! I have the news." That woman fisted on her chest and bowed to Adeline.

"Please go on," Adeline gave a nod. Her heart skipped a beat because she could already guess what news that woman had brought her.

And as Adeline had expected, that wolf imparted the message, "The enemies have arrived near the hills. As per our eyes, the vampires are also walking at the human's pace. If they keep up the same pace, they will reach the trap zone in the evening."

Adeline smiled and said, "Thank you for the news. Please ask all the werewolves to be ready. We march towards the trap zone in the evening."

"I will," that woman bowed to Adeline again and left the tent.

As soon as that werewolf left, Adeline covered her face with her palms and let out a shaky sigh. The lives of several hundred thousand people were in her hands now. Every little thing that would happen in this war would be her responsibility.

And that responsibility was too heavy for her tiny head.

Still, she was trying her best to maintain her composure, at least in front of others except for her husband.

Theodore had been watching her by staying by her side as much as was possible. And he had seen her losing her cool a bit too many times within the span of three days.

The only time he had seen her smile after arriving at the camp was when he had informed her about Nigel and the other's victory in the east. But that smile was short-lived because she got to know that more than half of the werewolves had lost their lives in that battle.

Theodore gently caressed Adeline's back and asked her, "Shall I inform everyone to get ready for the evening?"

Adeline lifted her head and looked at Theodore with sad eyes. "That would be lovely. I think my voice will shake if I try to give out the order at the moment."

"Alright, I will inform everyone. You should also start getting prepared." Theodore tightly held Adeline's hand before getting up from his chair and walking out of the tent.