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Chapter 573 Chapter 570. The King\'s Grand Entrance II

In a guest room in the Purple Stone Palace, Splein City. Syntyche walked back and forth in worry as she noticed more demon lords had arrived at that palace. She did not even touch the food and drink on the table.

The servants had prepared for her an hour ago. So the tea had turned cold. Likewise with the cream soup next to it. Even though a beautiful dress with some beautiful jewelry covered her body, her restless expression showed her stress clearly.

Every now and then she would walk towards the window by her side. Her hand parted the curtain a bit before she peeked out of it. But the room didn\'t face the entrance, instead, it overlooked the garden behind the palace so her sight didn\'t catch anyone other than the well-maintained trees. To make it worse, Azrael forbade her to use her Spyder in his palace. If she did, he didn\'t hesitate to kick her out. It was a threat not a request and she agreed to it since he applied this rule to everyone.

Mixed feelings filled her heart, either because of annoyance, worried or impatient since this was a little different from what she expected but she decided to come since she knew she was running out of time and had waited too long.

Around four days ago, a few days after she sent her second letter, Azrael finally replied to her letter and agreed to meet her. But instead of a private meeting like she expected, he sent an invitation to celebrate his victory. In the letter, he said that if she had something to talk about, they could talk after the party was over. While waiting, Azrael suggested she enjoy the party, but of course, with her current condition, she couldn\'t do it.

Even though it was dangerous, she decided to come since this was her only chance. So to avoid being caught, she had been here since morning. She also did that to avoid crowds and minimize witnesses. She even only used a rented luxury car since she couldn\'t return to her city or ask her servant to prepare her car.

Soon, after she arrived at the palace, she asked to meet Azrael. But that old demon lord was too busy to make sure his celebration went smoothly. He only greeted her, escorted her to the guest room, told her his palace\'s rules, and asked the maids to serve her everything she needed before he left in a hurry. She even didn\'t have the chance to say to keep her arrival a secret from everyone. Well, if she said that it would probably spark his suspicion so she wasn\'t sure she could say it either.

Hoping that she would be able to meet him soon, she decided to wait. But even until the celebration started, Azrael did not return to the room. So when the servant announced that the party was about to start, she lied by saying she was feeling unwell and wanted to stay in that room.

Since the room had complete furniture from the bed, a set of sofa, and a rack full of drinks and wine, she could get everything she needed there without leaving the room. Still, she felt restless since Azrael invited many demon lords.

Luckily she knew Lord Damon and Lilieth never attended this type of event due to their busy schedule. So she was more afraid of that new incubus. Even though Azrael hadn\'t said a word about this, he could have invited him to establish a good relationship with that incubus. It was her main reason to hide. Fortunately, this much demonic aura was enough to cover her presence.

\'Oh c\'mon where are you, Azrael!\' she grumbled internally. She didn\'t know how many hours she had been waiting, Azrael should have been ready to meet her, yet he didn\'t come back.

Her eyes moved side to side, looking for Azrael in the garden, hoping he was walking around in that place. But a moment later she closed the curtains in annoyance and plopped herself on the sofa again.

She was sure Azrael had forgotten her. She wanted to get out of the room, but it was too dangerous for her so even though her curiosity was devouring her patience, she held it. But that didn\'t mean she gave up. She was deep in thought, trying to find the best way for this situation, and immediately came up with an idea.

Quickly, she stood up and pressed the button on the coffee table. It was a bell to call the servant.

A few seconds later, knocking sounds came from the door followed by a servant who entered the room. He bowed politely.

"Did you call me, My Queen?" he asked.

She pretended to cough before she ended it by putting her hand on her chest and looking at him with a pale face.

"Tell your lord that I\'m getting worse," she said in a weak voice. Demons couldn\'t get sick and only needed a doctor to give birth. So if a demon was feeling unwell, that meant there was something wrong with her/his Demonic Power flow. Usually, it was caused by an injury or something about where he/she was. So a demon lord usually only needed another demon to check him/her. But they should be at the same level or higher.

"Should I call others to check on you, My Queen?" asked the servant. A trace of panic in his tone. Azrael was busy, so he thought to call the assistant or maybe one of his succubi to check her out.

That simple advice was answered with the queen\'s death glare. Her pale face disappeared in an instant.

"Do I need to repeat myself?" she said in a firm tone. Her red eyes showed her threat, an order to immediately convey her request to Azrael as soon as possible.

The servant pressed his lips and shivered upon it.

"Y-Yes, My Queen." Without giving her a bow, he quickly turned around and walked out of there.

A long exhale came out of her mouth.

"I have to make that old demon help me, no matter how," she muttered.

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