CHAPTER THIRTEEN (13)

He smirked, his gaze scanned every corner but was staring ahead, his eyes gleamed ebony, a hint of umbra flowing through them.

He listened to their sniffles, their pleads, their curses but smirked in delectation as those shrieks brought him nothing but indulgence, he ran his tongue over his reddish lips, curved into a highfalutin ogle.

A tenebrous chi stuffed the already dusky, Plutonian space. A darkened vide and mist strained him from head to toe, marrying his entire being with his black attires, sweeping the floor from where he sat on his throne, a throne he fought for, a throne that was rightfully his but was stolen from him.

Slowly, he held his hand out and a black goblet was emplaced into his palm and he brought it up to his lips and took a sip but his eyes widened at the taste, instantly spatting it out and stood sharply on his feet, his pupils growing and glowed with darkness while the black mist energ