Marlo sat on the one on the left, 'so I guess this one is mine' Inshal smiled to herself, she felt a pride to this throne. The thrones are on the ledge, half way to the ceiling, laver flowed on the sides of it like a waterfall, down to a fountain like pool. Inshla exsamend her throne a little more, the gold balls that conect the joints and two pointed horns that twists its way up, mimics the horns of all the other demons. "Am I the only one with straight horns?" Inshal asked Marlo exsamining the cold looks of hatred that was being presented to her.
"Yep" he looked at her horns with an odd expression, "I don't know what's up with that".
"What is that on the throne!" a demon walked up and pointed his claw at her. Inshal hissed and pinned back her ears.
"Is that any way to greet your queen!" Marlo stood up and snarled.
"King Marlo have you lost your mind?" he took a step back clearly moving into a position to dash at a moments notice, "that is an abomination!".
"Not only is this your queen but your generals daughter!" Marlo horns glowed, "do have any idea what blood lines you're pissing of right now?" he stomped.
"I don't mean to disrespect you" he lowered his voice and bowed, "it's just that I won't obay orders from something that is part angel" he gave a sharp look at her.
"Can you just abandon him in the antarctic?" Inshal turned to Marlo and asked in a soft tone, "is that a punishment you do?".
"I like that" Marlo chuckled a little, "but isn't this a little extreme for this situation?" he asked with a little tone.
"Says the king who permanently blinded there most trusted advisor because he got me drunk" Inshal said sycasticly.
"Yeah he's blind but suffering from server cold sores and frostbite" Marlo had a serious tone and gave her a look that told her that he is concerned for her wellbeing.
"So you're that sensitive to the cold?" Inshal asked with a shrug.
"Yes" Marlo nodded, "we bath in laver" he exsadirated.
"Alright but the punishment stands" Inshal relaxed herself, she saw that almost all the demons has went to minding their own business but a few still had a look of dissaprovle.
"Avilar! take him to the dungeons" Marlo ordered and a gard who held a spire with a horn of a fallen demon as its point. Avilar nodded and grabbed hold of the demon who gave a death glare at Inshal, "I'll be back!" he threatened then stopped fighting with Avilar who wrapped chains around his wrists.
"Come" Marlo spoke calmly to her, "let's get your crown sorted out" he got up, Inshal followed him down more narrow hallways; into large rooms and demons who looked up from their work to staire and give doubting looks, until they reached a blacksmith. "King Marlo" an older demon bowed as he greeted, "nice to see your return, how was earth?" he had an oddly soft voice compared to every other demons Inshal has met.
"Alright, got cold" Marlo responded, "I would like you to make a new crown for Inshla here" he grabbed hold of her shoulder and pushed her towards the blacksmith.
"No problem just let me get the measurements" he grabbed a measuring band and wrapped it around her head. "Huh your horns..." he had an expression that told her that he was questioning them but he clearly didn't want ti say too much, "they're unique" he finished.
"Thanks" Inshal spoke in a bland tone and flicked her tail a little, wondering what he truly thought about how they were so different.
"Right should be done by tomorrow morning" he informed writing down on the notebook he had, "I'm guessing you want one that matches yours?" he asked looking at Marlo.
"Yes" Marlo nodded, "why would I want a different one" he asked with a grin.
"I don't know, just wanted to make sure" he laughed a little then went to his assistant.
"You're not wearing your crown now" Inshal teased, as they walked back they same way they came.
"No" Marlo rubbed her head, ruffing up her fur.
"Stop" Inshal giggled wacking his shoulder.
"You want to see it?" Marlo asked turning to a different hallway. Inshal followed, not asking any other questions, Marko hummed a strange but familiar toon. "Here this is our chambers" Marlo had soft smile that went from one twisted elf ear to the other. Inshal opened the dark, hellish door to reveal a rather bright, soft and very warm apartment. "Like it?" Marlo asked in the soft voice he had once before.
"It looked homely" Inshal purred and Marlo grabbed hold of her and hugged her in close.
"This way" he whispered, Inshal followed blindly, as they went to the other room. A large bed with rich silky-like sheets and fluffy pillows looked so welcoming to her.
Marlo went to the bed side table and opend the safe with a key, cleverly hidden in a box that matched the wall perfectly. He pulled out a red crown with the spikes as twisted as his horns, the gewls like extra eyes to keep everyone in line and the inside has a hidden comforter. It was gorgeous. She felt her eyes attached to it, like a moth to a flame. Marlo chuckled to himself and placed it gently around his horns and it snapped tight as to not move or fall of. He then slowly walked to her, wrapped his arms around and swade her then pushed onto the bed. A slight grin formed on his scared lips; he layed cuddled next to her and whispered in her fluffy ears, "be my queen tonight" he then gently bit and scraped his teath up until he let go.
"I think I kinda need to know the kingdom more then having sex" Inshal turned to face him, his eyes did show any reasoning and he clearly won't listen.
"We can do that later" he pushed her in closer to him and she could hear his heart beating. Inshal didn't know what to think about his calm expression but his heart racing. "You don't seem to like having sex" he said in a disappointed tone, "you're not like any of my other queens".
"Maby because I was raised in the heavens and tought that sex should only be used to make a baby and not just for pleasure" Inshal confessed, she like it when she was in the cave but it still felt wrong deep inside.
"Oh, you still go with their teachings?" he growled a little, "I don't tolerated this, I hope you know that" he warned, sitting them both up.
"It's gonna take time" Inshal cuddled herself into his chest but he was the one to push her away.
"Look the demons around will ignore it as they fear me" his eyes glowed red and he clearly wasn't happy, "but I won't, if I have to I will punish you for it".
"Ok calm down, it won't take too long" Inshal joked but her smile faded when she saw his cold look, "for a creature who can't stand the cold your eyes could belong to a pola bear" she commented.
"Don't flatter me" he said emotionless.
"You want the sex?" Inshal spoke him her own harsh tone with her ears flat on her head in annoyance.
"Just don't mention the heavens here" Marlo pulled her in close but what ever mood he had is long gone.
"Alright lesson learned" Inshal rolled her eyes embracing his hug...
"So we have 4 hours until a servant brings dinner from the kitchens" Marko spoke after a awkward pause.
"You have meals?" Inshal asked moving into a more comfy position, "wow already better then the heavens" she joked but Marlo wacked her nose so hard that blood oozed out soon after, "ow"
"What did I just say!" he hissed, "this is not a joke" his horns glowed and she felt a powerful grip slash onto her neck, making it barly possible to breath.
"Alright, alright" she gasped for air, wacking him as she choked, the nose bleed make it soo much worse.
"I told you I would punish you" he kicked her away and moved to the other side of the bed. 'I thought he was overjoyed to have me here' Inshal held back tears as to not show weakness after being attacked. She got up and left to the bathroom she saw when she walked in. It was grand but tears clouded her sight as the pain of her nose and ribs got worse the more she breathed.
Inshal layed herself on ledge that is ment to be used for a steam bath but she just bled out, she could feel a bruise form on the ribs that Marlo kicked. 'What is wrong with him?' Inshal asked herself, 'can't he take a joke?'.