"But you are still on my land. A greeting to your King won't hurt you, Villain's captive who is held against her will like all the captives in the world," The freaking King who was as gorgeous as Kostas Martakis (Sofia's favorite Greek celebrity) said, a playful smile dancing on his lips.
Persephone's eyes widened when she realized that she had said all those words aloud. "I said those words aloud, not in my head?"
The handsome King nodded.
Collecting her wits, she said in a very confident and haughty tone, "So, what if you are a real King! I'm not your subject. And as the proponent of the oldest democracy in the world, I refuse to greet you as the king of this freaky island which is akin to paradise on this otherwise rotten earth."
"Is she one of the harem?"The king said to Raven." Even if she is not one, tell your boss that I have decided which one I want."
