Bought By The Ruthless Alpha King (Ruby) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: The Witch and Her Stupidness

Chapter 85: The Witch and Her Stupidness

Killian’s POV

The first thing I noticed was the bitter taste of pollen still clinging to my tongue. My body felt numb, and my head was heavier than it should have been. A fog clouded my mind, and for a moment, confusion gripped me like wild waves in the midst of a storm.

Then, the memories fell back into place.

I had been on my way back from eradicating the remnants of Vandem’s the cursed kingdom. I had bought a bouquet of flowers for Ruby. And then… nothing. The last thing I remembered was the overpowering, sweet scent of the flowers and a voice whispering words I couldn’t understand.

I forced my eyes open, and what greeted me was not the familiar sight of my palace chambers but an old, decrepit house. The air was thick with dust, and the scent of both medicinal and rotting plants assaulted my senses. The wooden walls were starting to decay, and the flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows across the room. As I moved my body, I felt a strong grip on my hands and saw thick ropes glowing with embedded runes, binding me to a rusted iron chair.

I burst into laughter. Did someone really think they could kidnap me?

I didn’t know whether I should be angry or amused by this entire joke. I was a tyrant, for hell’s sake!

I flexed my fingers, testing the strength of my restraints. The magic woven into thern bit into my skin, sizzling slightly against my power until it seared the outer layer of my epidermis.

“Elysian, are you there?”

And then, my wolf answered, “Yeah, though I’m a little shaken up here. Can’t you just use your magic? Those are just ordinary runes.”

“I’m trying,” I grumbled. “What kind of lunatic thinks kidnapping a king is a good idea?”

“Clearly, someone who doesn’t know you.”

“Who in this world doesn’t know me and my reputation?”

Elysian sighed. “I’m still dizzy. Good luck, buddy.”

I cursed as my wolf completely retreated into my inner world. How dare he relax and go to sleep while I was struggling to break free from these ridiculous ropes? A few moments later, the restraints started to weaken. I felt a surge of relief until a voice echoed through the room.

“You’re awake.”

I lifted my gaze to see a hunched figure emerge, clad in the same tattered cloak as that old flower vendor. But as they stepped closer, I could see it was merely a disguise. Their fingers twitched, and with a wave of their hand, the illusion melted away like wax.

And there she stood.

Alice.

Lucius’s wife. A woman I had killed with my own hands.

My crimson eyes widened slightly before sharpening like daggers. I clenched my teeth, hissing, “How are you alive?” Because it was impossible for a mortal who had died to return to life. No matter how powerful the magic.

“I remember snapping your neck myself and hearing your final breath.”

Alice smiled, flicking her brown hair over her shoulder. “Surprised?”

“Annoyed,” I corrected, my voice as cold as steel. “I have no interest in entertaining ghosts. Especially pathetic ones like you.”

Her laughter was light, airy, as if I had just told the most charming joke.

“Oh, Killian, you wound me. But I’m very much alive. Look!” Her fingers danced in the air, and an unseen force pressed against my chest. “Ah, you really thought I was just a weak little Queen? How cruel of you.”

“You are weak, bitch,” I growled. “And now, you’re also a fool. You think you can kidnap me? Is your brain as rotten as your husband’s?”

I stretched against the ropes again, the magic Successfully unlocked!ength. “Tell me, how are you standing here,

breathing, when you should be rotting underground??

Alice’s smile stretched wider than before, so much so that I thought it might tear apart at any moment. She took a step closer, her eyes brimming with longing so much that it made me sick.

“I was never like the rest of you, my dear Killian.” She tilted her head, confessing with a soft hum. “I was born a witch long