Alaxas: I laid wide awake late in the night on the black silk sheets of my bed, alone. I became the man my father could not be and I asserted Mordum as a power by taking over Isdrid. My father was a kind king and everyone loved him. He was smart and respected. He taught me about the importance of being a kind and caring ruler. Up to a few months ago, I agreed with his policies and his way of ruling. But things change, and now he is dead. So things are done my way because I am king, a ruthless, heartless king.
I used to have a heart, but that was stolen from me. That is the real reason I attacked Isdrid. Isdrid stole my heart. Orly stole my heart. She took it and ripped it up into so many pieces that it couldn't be put back together. Now Isdrid knows what happens when you steal a king's heart. Now Orly will know.
*Flashback*
It was a gorgeous spring morning. It was flower season in Mordum so the air was filled with the smell of roses and lavender. The smell of love. I skipped on the stone path of the palace garden, oblivious to the world around me. I carried a basket of food, hoping to surprise my love, Orly, with a breakfast picnic. Princess Orly was the daughter of Queen Laithel the second, the queen of Isdrid. We have been courting for six months and I had fallen madly and deeply in love with her. She was absolutely perfect in every way. She had long, strawberry blonde hair. Her perfect face glowed in the sun. Her smile could light up the darkest of rooms. I was going through the garden to get to Orly's temporary chambers that she had while she was here in Mordum.
When I got to her chambers, I opened the door.
"Good morning my love I-," I started to say.
I could hear the loud thump of the picnic basket as it slipped out of my hand and dropped to the floor. I gasped, holding my hand to my heart.
Orly was covered only by the sheets in her bed with a man while he passionately kissed her neck. The two stopped what they were doing and looked at me.
"Oh," Was all the man with her could say.
The man had light skin and golden blonde hair. He had a young, pretty boy type of face. The man who stole my love.
"Orly, what's going on," I stammered.
"Oh, Alaxas, um. Look, you just haven't been giving me what I've wanted for the past months. Honestly, I was never interested in you, I just need to keep my mom happy. Now the truth is out, oh well," Orly said.
"How?" I asked in pain.
"If you want to get all of this," Orly laughed, pointing at herself. "You have to fix all of that," Orly pointed at me. "Also, the whole my love this and my love that is so disgusting, I've had to keep myself from barfing this whole time," Orly chuckled a venomous laugh.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to fall to the ground and die. Instead, I stayed calm and cool.
"Get out," I growled, looking Orly dead in the eye.
"Excuse me?" She replied, a bit shocked, like I would ever have the audacity to say a word against her.
"I said get out. Gather your things and leave Mordum at once," I stated firmly and coldly.
Now she knew I was serious. I turned away from her and the room and left quickly. I swiftly went to my chambers without looking back. The air no longer smelled like flowers, it smelled like decaying flesh and death. Finally in my room, I collapsed on my bed. The saltiest of tears streamed down my face like a waterfall. I laid on my bed in agony, crying until my eyes were swollen and red. How could this happen to me? How could she do this to me? How will I ever be able to go on in life without her? Am I really that revolting? I got up and looked into a large mirror at my reflection. My dark brown eyes were shiny with tears. My deep tan skin, damp and scarred. I collapsed back down on my bed with a fresh set of tears coming down my face.
An hour later, I received news that Princess Orly had gathered all of her things and left. My father asked me how I was and I told him that I was fine. Everyone in the palace looked at me with faces of sorrow and sympathy. I managed to keep up a cool, emotionless demeanor. No emotion, heartless. Orly had stolen my heart and I knew she needed to pay.
*End of flashback*
I was unable to sleep, thinking about the events of that wretched morning. I went out to my balcony that was off of my room. A night breeze rustled my hair as I looked out of the city of Sorra, the capital city of Mordum. I took a deep breath of the cool night air and reassured myself.
"You are the king of Mordum. She is nothing. Go to sleep, there is work to be done in the morning," I said aloud to myself.
I went back inside and laid down on my bed. I distracted myself with the thought of the ocean and how waves seemed to be so resilient. They kept on coming back. With thinking these thoughtless thoughts, I managed to finally fall asleep. In the morning though, I had to wake up and face the reality that Orly never loved me. It is okay, though, you don't need a heart.