Chapter 259: The Goddess Of Death

Cassandra perched herself on the ruined throne of her father. The half-melted throne was a picture of ruin and yet her triumph over the tyranny of Arkiam. Her face rested on her bent hand as her elbow rested on the partially dissolved armrest. 

Siroos picked up the severed head of Kalthian from his half-burnt flaming hair, letting it dangle with fresh blood dripping like rubies. It left a trail behind him; Siroos ambled towards his mate with a snickering, victorious grin. 

A muffled painful scream constantly emitted from Kalthian's ajar burnt mouth. Like a horror puppet face with blackened charred skin which refused to heal, his horror-stricken eyes watched the goddess of love watch his demise in satisfaction. 

Her plump lips were pulled at both sides in what he could only assume was a smile of her revenge over him.