The Anti-Fairy Tales The Princess And The Demon Arc Final Part
The Demon Apple It was in the final day of the celebration of the return of Princess Pheoshan when Sythvin took her aside to talk to her in private. She smiled and nodded as he led her down a tall dark hallway made of stone with a blackey pink painted walls. There was a foul off odor like rotten raw meat that clung to the air like glue. Ignoring it she continued clenching the back of her jaw together to prevent herself showing signs of disgust. "Thanks by the way... You know for the whole demon thing." She said feeling compelled to do so, but also awkward for doing so. He smiled and nodded as if to say you're welcome. She frowned for a moment, then she started to feel uneasy about something in his silence as he led her out of the castle and in to the woods at the south side of the castle. He then stopped at the end where a large wolf with lunar coloured eyes sat. "Our friend would love to...