The sound of approaching steps were loud in the hallway, signaling the presence of someone coming, someone uninvited and that someone had a mission for some odd reason. A reason that wouldn't interest him at all.
The King was always specific about the times in which he allowed people to come and see him. Even when he requested the presence of certain ministers and guardians, he was strict on the hour but there was always a certain handful that always tested his little limits. Always a handful that thought that by rebelling they could win his affection.
And at times they were right but he preferred that in bed than over public display. The large doors opened to the dining area and immediately a lavender scent filled the room. Immediately knowing who it was he continued enjoying his meal, ignoring the presence of the woman.
"Whenever I come you always give me attention, today you ignore me. Have you found a new pet?" came her loud voice, demanding his attention as she walked closer to where he dined.
He would need more wine for this.
Usually, he would give her attention but lately, his interest has changed. He no longer wishes to bask in the attention or the lust the woman gave. No, his attention was on a particular human, one that he knew that if planned right would become his. But first, he needed to sort out a few things and make sure there wouldn't be any hinderance.
"Silver-"
"King. It's King Silver, I would be delighted if you could use that and refrain from calling me by my name."
"How can you so suddenly change when I was just with you days ago, literally begging me to be at your side and now you correct me. What has changed?" She questioned, "In fact, what has she fed you? Is she the witch from the high grounds, I knew that harlot wanted you and couldn't resist."
"Isn't that witch that you refer to your cousin?" he asked, finding humor in how the woman instantly had a list of all the women who chased after him. He had stopped counting after he reached a hundred fifty, the women here would literally kill each other just to bed him, better yet rule the kingdom with him.
"It doesn't matter if we are related, blood means nothing when it comes to you and you know it." she snapped
"You make those allegations as if there's proof or better yet as if I carry a reference book wherever I go."
"When it comes to you, it is better to have one to avoid situations like this. So tell me, who is she?"
"The reason why you don't have my lingering eye anymore is quite simple, I am bored of you. I have chewed and chewed and now you are stuck in my teeth. I want you out because soon I'll have a wife coming in." I stated
"You, a wife? the Gods must have found a sense of humor because that will never happen. And if there must be a wife, I am the one." she started confidently.
"Tsk tsk I sense confidence in something as false as me wearing a woman's underwear to tease myself. How humoring," he said in a bored tone.
"You were my first." she snapped
"Oh do keep it down, Lady Charlotte I was definitely not your only. Do you remember how wide you can extend for two?" he teased.
"You insolent-"
"Watch your mouth. Though I find this amusing, I've completely lost my appetite, now imagine how my cook must feel after spending so many hours in the kitchen preparing a meal for me, only for it to be wasted," he said.
"I don't care about your cook, I am not on the same level as him."
"You're definitely right but here's the funny thing about that, I find you to be lower than him and he was a man born to peasants." he chuckled, the more the king insulted the woman, the more he watched her break.
He enjoyed seeing her anger build inside of her, in fact, enjoyed how her breasts rose higher as she tried to control her anger. It was a fascinating sight but it brought him no pleasure, it barely even aroused him.
"You promised to never hurt me," she murmured, watching him drink his wine as though she had just delivered a glass to him like she was the servant.
Charlotte had never felt so used in all her life, she was used to getting what she strived for, no matter how hard or how long it took her. Kings from other grounds adored her and constantly offered her the world but she had stayed true to her heart.
Loving a man that was filled with so much darkness it shook her entire reality, she couldn't help but desire the devil and would always avail herself to him. At times, yes, she couldn't keep up with his appetite but no matter what she made due.
She was known in this castle, in this kingdom as his, and never had a man look at her again. Because what belongs to the king is tainted by darkness, those that messed with darkness were to be cursed forever.
Now here he was, telling her that he was full and had no more room for her in his heart. His gold eyes stared at her with a boring expression and all she wondered was if it was possible to kill a man who had shrivelled you.
"Take this as a lesson, Lady Charlotte, that love is never to be taken seriously, that it is like a dance that many enjoy but not many can actually dance to," he said with a cold smirk.
"This was no dance, you dare ruined me and now I will be seen as a harlot." she cried.
"Pick a man, any, no matter how rich or poor and he will be yours within a snap of a finger."
"I chose you, you know you are the only man I have ever loved."
"Tsk tsk, we are not humans, we are better, and plus what did you expect from the king of darkness. I am basically the damn devil."