"What did you do?"
The Ashura man asked her what happened.
Edit was a little surprise for the man were covered in injuries, broken horns, and exhausting walk. Still, he dares to talk to her like that,
'No one is allowed to talk to me like that, some do but I beat them up,' Edith thought as she answers,
"What do you mean?" With a cold tone.
"Where's the hyena beast?" He asked seriously, without fear, which made Edith gasp a little inside.
'I can't believe that someone would dare to talk to me like that. Is he someone from the senior Ashuras or he just doesn't know me? Interesting,'
"I killed it. What are you going to do about it?"
Edith said in a tone, looking down at the man in front of her.
"It's my prey," the man said seriously, without being scared.
'This is so fun,' Edith thought. She opened her mouth says, "You are covered in bruises and you are weak. Never hope on beating that beast especially in your current state. Disgusting."
'Cry and admit your weakness now weakling, sigh... It's hard to find someone to match me. I hope he makes it someday and catches up to me,'
Edith daydreams about the man she likes and would likely surpass her in the future. For now, she knew no one can beat her. Stopping her thought,
"HAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAH!"
The manslaughter resounded through the whole forest. That made her feel weird.
'I can't sense his bloodline stage and even the blood power he has, but he looks a little different from Ashura Clan Male descendants. What is he laughing at?' Edith stared at the man emotionally.
"I don't care how powerful you are, or how important you are, I am King Baal Throunos and I don't like it when someone says that I'm right in front of my face,"
The man was the young king and he could sense that the woman was a stage twenty and a Sanguine Blood power user.
"So are you going to challenge me?" Edith asked with serious boredom on her gorgeous face, then he saw him staring at him madly, and with lust so she says, "The way you stare at my body, it's an offense you shouldn't have done."
The young king looks surprised. Usually, he's a thousand year old man, but he's still displaying this kind of attitude to a woman while thinking,
'Is it because of my ability Bull Breeder?' he realized as he became more aggressive and sometimes lost his cool. But he loves it, however, the Ashura girl Edith lifted her pale hand and says,
"You will suffer, BlOOD BOIL!"
The young king felt it was too abrupt. He knew how dangerous these females of the Ashura tribe but he provoked them.
"It's too late... Endure!"
He felt his skin and his blood heat, but to him, he only felt warm.
'I forgot, my aura is a green flame-like thing, so it's not very effective?' the young king smiled at Edith who had a surprised look on her face.
'He's not heating?' she thought then she realized, 'If it's a normal Ashura male, he'd be dead but he can endure? Is he a Sanguine Blood user too? It can't be.
"I can feel that it's affecting him a little, but a Sanguine blood power user would be completely immune to my blood power attack. I'll just try another attack."
When she was about to use another attack, the young would not wait for it to happen.
Edith, for the first time in her life felt like tremors pounded the sky. All the things that seems to move stopped moving as she stared in front of her to the nothingness,
"Submit or Give me a reason not to kill you," The young king said with a smile on his face as his palm were already ready to grab and squish the head of the girl.
'What's this feeling? Why am I feeling this? This is the first time,'
Staring in shock, confused about what was happening,
'In my life that I get to experience this...
'This...
'This...'
"What's wrong? Don't tell me you don't like this? Your horn is still pinkish-red and not white. It means there's no man in your life or you're still not submitting to anyone, am I right?" The young king said.
He knew all this for he learned a lot of races, therefore he unconsciously desire this Ashura girl.
Edith didn't what to say, she can't put all the things on her head,
"I...
"I..."
'He is right. No one ever gives me this kind of feeling, the feeling of defeat. The fear that I can remember earlier is still fresh in my head. It's horrible, it's scary and I don't think that things like that exist,'
"Are you going to treat me right?" Edith asks without resistance in her voice.
The young king's smile became more maniacal that it reaches his ear,
"If you can treat me right too, hehe, of course," he said with victory in his expression.
"But I don't know how to do that," she said.
"It's simple my baby, just address me as your king. Every day, every time, as long as you are alive and breathing, even in death. Do things I want you to do and don't complain. I'll treat you good for life Kehehe."
Edith is still hesitant,
"But what about him, I... I..."
The young king was surprised, 'So she had a lover, this makes it more exciting,'
"Don't tell me you're pinning all your hope to that guy. He's been with you for all your life, but he still couldn't beat you. I mean, aren't you feeling lonely at the night?
"You're not jealous of the other girls in your clan? They have partners and based on your power level, I am sure that a lot of Ashuras tried to subdue you but failed. So, are you going to wait for him and others or submit to me now?"
The young king's smile was so dangerous looking, it's like he's luring a child with candy. His prey is the little Ashura girl, Edith.
'He is right. I feel so lonely. I am jealous of others for having a man to depend on. I tried being independent, but I don't want it. I want to depend on someone, I want to be a woman that I am.'
Confuse, still not sure of what to think, the young king carried the Ashura girl and lifted her on the air, and says,
"Submit to me, that's natural for women like they would cook and clean for their man in the middle of the night. It boosts his confidence for a day or every day. He would surely treat her right. He will be the best version of himself for himself and her.
"Everything is natural. Women like you are created for a man like me, submit to me."
He didn't wait for Edith to answer and kiss her on her little devil's lips.
'Don't kiss me now, I... I...' Edith couldn't think of anything anymore.
The young king retracted himself first and smiled at her. Edith couldn't help but think as he stares at the man in front of her,
'Is this a man? I love being with a man. It feels great.' she thought, but...
"You are enjoying yourself too much, but you're not mine."
A sudden panic painted little Edith's face, and then she closed her eyes, her hand was holding together as she chants
"I, Edith Ashura Walheart, Submit to King Baal Throunos for eternity."
Her horns became white and her little devil lips became a light pink color. She is now officially owned by the young king.
The chant surprised the young king. 'Did she chant that?' he thought then his body moved.
When Edith opened her eyes, she was a little unprepared when she was carried by the young king himself. After laying her down to the ground, the young king's finger touch the pinkish stomach of the Ashura Girl Edith,
"So, your name is Edith, my little Edith."
The young king said,
"Do you know that declaration can put your life in danger?" He continued.
Edith blinks innocently as the young king went on.
"I could use your life and you'll die at my whim and you won't be able to resist. I could make you my slave and turn you into something you can't imagine." The young king said with a smirk.
Edith who had puppy dog eyes however did not care and lifted her hands to touch his face and says,
"Anything for my king, I'll gladly give my life for my King."
The young king felt satisfied with her answer.
"My little Edith, I like you. I want to own you now, but I don't enjoy owning your body right here in the forest,"
Edith stared at him with a hazy look and replies,
"My king, I don't care if you own me and my body right now. If you insist, I own a big and clean house, it will make you feel good with a better atmosphere. You can own me in there if you like,"
She playfully played her finger to his hair and continues,
"We can leave anytime."
The young king replied, "Give me that pinkish lip of yours."