Ви Корс - The Mist and the Lightning. Part 11

Lis turned over all the chairs and only then calmed down a little.

“What should we do? I need these soldiers! We will not make it out, Nik, no matter what the hell of a Demon you are! Moreover, you have your endless degrees of freedom, permissions and prohibitions!”

“I will go to my father and return him! “ Karina sobbed.

Nikto nodded.

“Okay, try it. And I will think now, too, what can be done.”

Lis clasped his head in his hands, continuing to curse in an undertone in red and black languages at the same time.

“How could this happen? What didn't he like?”

“Lis, I need to get stoned now, we'll talk later,” said Nikto.

“Get stoned, fuck you! As always, at the wrong time!”

Nikto took Arel and went upstairs with him, locking the room.

“I know everything,” he said, “you have done everything right. You followed my order. I provoked Kors very strongly, if Lis finds out, he won’t forgive me.”

“I won't tell anyone,” Arel stammered.

“You won’t. But tell me something else.”

“What?”

“Sit down.”

Arel immediately obediently knelt down, Nikto sat on the bed opposite. He looked with satisfaction and tenderness at his prince-slave, unable to bear it, reached out with his hand to the ring, tugging at it. Then, as if with an effort, he pulled his fingers away:

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