He frowned at the General’s presence. “General…is there a problem?”
“No, not with me…” He glanced at Kat who met his gaze. “How are you feeling?”
Luisette’s face went stony as Kat smiled up at the General. “I’m okay…just sleepy.”
“I was bringing her in to have a nap before her dress fitting for the banquet tonight.” Luisette sniped.
General Batton heard the tenseness in Luisette’s voice and turned to look at him, bowing his head slightly in deference. “Very good, your Majesty. She’ll need feeding again when she wakes up…don’t leave it until the dinner…” He glanced back at Kat before pivoting away. “I’ll be off myself then...have a good rest, your Majesty.”
“Hmm…” Luisette thrummed with a frown. “The steak was you.”
General Batton paused. “Yes. The
Luisette stepped into his bedroom and kicked the door shut with his foot, making his way to the bed and laying Kat down upon it.She stirred and half opened her eyes. “I fell asleep…sorry…” She murmured, trying to get her eyes to open.Luisette stroked her hair. “Shh…just go back to sleep, Precious…” He pulled the blanket up from the bottom of the bed and draped it over her as she gave up to sleep and closed her eyes again.Luisette sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked Kat’s cheek, flicking little wispy bits of hair from her face.He felt careless and irresponsible and he didn’t like the feeling at all. That stupid wench Esmay had diverted his attention from what was truly important…that could not ever happen again. The demon girl was the answer to all his problems…But at what cost?He could feel himself changing, thawing and wasn’t sure he was ready
As Luisette reached the doorway he turned to face Mikhail, seeing he was close behind, and blocked Kat from his view. Kat reeled back in her shock so quickly she staggered back unbalanced and hit the open door. Luisette, like lightning, reached out and grabbed her around the throat, pinning her there, without even glancing back at her.“Mikhail!” Luisette growled, fangs bared.Mikhail’s eyes were blazing with an intense stare that was a mix of both hatred and a fanatical desire. The way Kat looked draped in that blood red figure hugging dress, her cleavage pushed up on full display was too tempting.Mikhail raised his hands and bowed his head slightly, lowering his gaze, at Luisette’s command of his name. Luisette turned his head finally and glared at Kat who was staring in horror filled anger at Mikhail.“Look at me, Katarina!” Luisette growled deeply, his icy eyes cold.Kat’s e
As Luisette stepped out of the bedroom and turned to face Mikhail, Mikhail was sitting on the edge of his seat picking one quite close to the door, beseeching his King and (non-related) uncle.“Your Majesty, please…I beg of you to reconsider this deep sleep…”Luisette walked away over to a seat closer to the main doors and his desk. Mikhail got up and followed. Luisette noticed that the dressmaker had taken the opportunity to flee, she would keep for later.“Oh? And why is that, Mikhail?” His voice held no quarter.“Because I can help you to keep the demon under control.”Luisette sat down, flicking his hand at a seat for Mikhail, who very quickly sat in it.“I have her under control…”“With those cuffs? Don’t you want to be able to remove those at some stage…to be able to utilise that power for yourself?”Luisette looked at Mikhail wi
Kat was sitting in the occasional chair in Luisette’s bedroom with the bowl of full cream ice cream in a Cookies ‘n’ Cream flavour drizzled with extra chocolate and sprinkled with chopped nuts.A high protein sweet treat that she had whipped up into a melted smooth texture.Kat dipped the spoon into the ice cream, dragging it decadently through the treat and then lifted it to her mouth, tipping it upside down into her mouth so the ice cream melted against her tongue as she sucked on the spoon.Her eyes were riveted to where Luisette had just exited the bathroom completely naked.He had entered the bedroom with the creamy treat in one hand and his dry cleaned and pressed suit in the other not long after leaving to deal with Mikhail, placing the suit on the bed before handing her the treat and disappearing into the bathroom for a quick shower.Now he stood before her with a rather sultry grin on his face as he stepped over to a tall set of drawers upon which his cologne spray sat.“You’
The Banquet… Walking into the same room where only that early morning she had been presented, trussed up in a cage and molested by these very same people, made Kat freeze in the doorway as a chill went through her. Luisette paused and gave her a side glance as the room as one turned and looked at them standing in the doorway. Kat felt the imposing figure of General Batton, in his gleaming formal uniform, loom up over her protectively from behind. “Is everything okay, precious?” Luisette enquired with concern. Batton breathed out a sigh at Luisette not understanding. “They won’t touch you, Katarina.” He put her mind at ease with a calm soothing tone. Luisette glanced back at Batton and met his gaze, noted the grim look upon Batton’s face as his clenched jaw ticked. “We will make sure of it, precious…come on…we only need to walk through the centre and up to the table on the dais.” Luisette squeezed her waist, tucking her into his side. She looked up at him, her large eyes made mo
She heard Batton cluck his tongue in annoyance and could only imagine the disappointed look on his face. Why was it every time she made a mistake it was the General she felt she had let down the most? Luisette stroked over her bottom lip with his thumb, his eyes brilliant and sparkly as he leaned right up close to her face, his fangs prominent as he smirked. “Or are you saying that you will endeavour to be enough for me when you become my wife?” She could hear the excited little mutterings of the three Lords all watching and twittering with amusement. Fuck them, she wouldn’t give them the satisfaction… Kat licked her tongue out to touch Luisette’s thumb, her eyes never leaving his. Luisette’s eyes went dark instantly like a cloud passing over the sun. She heard both Florentine and Echron gasp in delight, Earl Valcour inhaled a sharp breath in shock. “Precious…tread carefully in company.” Luisette’s tone was hard and dominant. Kat felt her stomach knot up as she realised her mistak
Batton cleared his throat and slowly turned his head to look at Lord Florentine with complete contempt, looking down on him as if to say any of them should be able to control themselves in such a situation. Kat could see his eyes looked golden and she knew he was holding himself back and admired his self-control. Florentine laughed at his flinty gaze. “Ah…do you not wish for his Majesty’s little toy to see you as the true monster you are. General?” He teased. Batton’s eyes blazed as they narrowed slightly yet he still said nothing. Luisette regarded him for a moment then turned to Florentine. “I told him he was to restrain from the feast and keep dutifully by my ‘toy’ as you put it, and protect her.” Echron raised his face, covered in blood and sneered as he looked over with eyes red with blood lust. “Just what is the deal between you two? You’ve never been so close before, in fact, we all know you hate each other.” Luisette frowned. “Nonsense.” Batton snorted derisively and sti
Kat turned and looked at Luisette walking away up the stairs and then back at Batton as he loomed up over her. “What’s going on?” She asked in her confused state. Batton lifted her gently up into his arms and she clung to him, grabbing hold of his jacket in her fists. “I guess the King doesn’t want to risk being vomited on…” Batton’s voice was strained. “Or he enjoys finding these new ways to torture me…” Kat looked into his gold-flecked eyes. “You’re mad at me?” “Seething…” He muttered as he started his climb up the stairs. “Are you really going to feed…” Kat stopped talking as Batton stopped walking, his eyes fixed on her, his jaw ticking. “Sorry…” Kat looked away awkwardly, letting go of his jacket and holding her hands together in front of her chest. “I understand why you got so drunk, but he’s not going to let that stop him obviously…” Batton murmured to her. Kat looked at his face so close and reached up, removing his hat with a cheeky grin, delighted that he obviously h
Kat felt faint and sleepy all of a sudden, collapsing to her knees before slumping to the ground, closing her eyes on the sight of Ruben and Michael within the golden column of light. She called out his name softly before falling into a deep sleep as she was enveloped within the same golden light, appearing to grow transparent before she vanished from the Demon King’s throne room completely just as the golden column of light, Ruben and Michael also vanished. . When she awoke she found herself lying in a meadow on the side of a mountain capped with snow. She sat up and looked around to discover she was surrounded by these amazing snow-capped mountains. In the distance sat a great castle overlooking the valleys below with a river ambling between. Kat saw Ruben standing not too far away on the edge of a small precipice, looking out at the view, his hands casually in his pockets and his hair blowing in the gentle breeze that also blew the long grass around her. Kat stood up and walked
It was a half hour wait filled with the Demon King going about his business completely ignoring Ruben and Kat as they were ushered to the side and given seats, something to drink and eat and treated by the courtiers like honoured guests.“Ruben, what are you going to do if they do return you to the human realm?” Kat asked under her breath, hardly wanting to be caught speaking.He frowned as he looked at her. “What do you mean?”“Well, you are the proper King…won’t they want you to return to being their King if you return?”Ruben scratched his cheek and shrugged. “I suppose they will…but I don’t want it and I know you don’t want to return to that place…so I guess I’ll have to abdicate…”“Won’t that put the General’s position in jeopardy?”Ruben’s eyebrow raised as he heard her concern for the General. “Perhaps…he currently has the palace under Marshall Law…but what is it you are trying to say? You don’t want to go back to the Terran Realm?”Kat shook her head. “I would just rather be a
“However…I know the story behind Basille’s apparent desperation to flaunt the rules and decide to try and recreate a being he should have never fallen for…” The Demon King stated with a little patient smile. “Shall I tell it to you?”“Yes, please…” Kat whispered, her voice not wanting to come out of her.The Demon King grinned and lunged forward, scooping an arm around Kat’s waist and dragging her round and up onto his lap. He placed a hand on top of her head sending a calming sleepy spell over her, making her compliant and still as she dropped back against his chest and looked up at him with a dreamy smile as he patted her and rubbed her ears like a pet.Ruben lurched to his feet, his fists clenched and surrounded by a blue flame. “Let her go!”The Demon King flicked his fingers, not even looking away from Kat’s dreamy expression and Ruben was sent flying back through the hall and crashing into one of the gigantic marble pillars, dropping like a stone to the floor.He coughed blood,
The Demon King was huge and sat upon an impressively massive throne that covered the entire back wall from floor to ceiling like organ pipes in a cathedral. Ruben’s eyes narrowed as he took in the mighty beast languishing on his throne. He was clearly about twelve feet tall, long black hair fell down to his shoulders as two foot long curled black horns stuck through it on either side of his forehead. He was chiselled and cruel looking, his eyes were literally flaming, swirling with red, orange and yellow, the pupils slits, where the sclera were usually white his were black and bottomless. He was dressed in a black house coat embroidered with gold thread depicting dragons, his bare chest and astonishing abdominal muscles were displayed with arrogant pride. His black leather pants tight to his thick thighs. At his feet were two demon girls, fawning over him. They were beautiful and both had long forked tails and tiny horns. They both turned and hissed at Ruben’s approach showing their
As Ruben stepped into the private rooms at the top of a massive tower that were once occupied by Basille he looked around with distaste before looking up and gasping. “Holy shit, this is not what I expected…” The entire ceiling was see-through to the sky like a massive atrium. It was dark outside and they could see a million stars twinkling down on them. Kat hugged her arms around herself as she looked around the room with a small pout. “Even though this room was Basille’s it was my most favourite room in the whole castle.” She looked up at the sky with a whimsical smile. Folding his arms and setting his feet only a foot over the threshold Ruben frowned darkly. “As lovely as that is…why do you think I would want to stay here?” Kat turned back to regard him, her lips pursed. “Where else? This really is the best rooms in the whole dreary castle.” Ruben scowled at the rudimentary furniture and the large wooden four poster bed with a mattress that looked like it was stuffed with a mi
After tidying themselves up they walked out of the catacombs and back up into the palace. Kat startled to see a small group of vampires waiting for them, amongst them was King Adicus Luisette, now wearing his crisp uniform jacket but instead of his peaked hat he wore the simple gold crown and looking very dashing. He smiled at them as everyone else applauded politely. Kat turned her head in embarrassment to see Ruben laughing with delight. He stepped forward and started shaking hands with the people waiting as they gave him their congratulations. Kat stayed where she was not sure if she should follow him or not. A voice behind her made her spin around with shock as Ruben did the same, grinning from ear to ear. “How about a hello to your favourite childhood friend?” Vladimir was standing there in all his flouncy glory, a young noble looking man standing behind him, both dressed up to the nines with frilly shirts and outrageous velvet suits. “Vladimir!” Ruben shouted with amazement.
Kat was enduring the preparations of her eternal bonding with Ruben. He had left her in the charge of the two fae women from Luisette’s harem, where she had been instructed to soak in a bath full of goat’s milk in which a drop of Ruben’s blood had been added, then showered clean, her hair and makeup done.Kat was dressed in a stunning gown of black, with a corseted waist and long straight skirt. Her wealth of golden blond hair shined like real gold in the flickering candle light from the hundreds of candles that lined the crypt like room as she was led by Von Dulce down into the catacombs under the palace.She looked around the circular room, with many tunnels leading off, with a little apprehension knowing down here was where many vampire rested in long sleep. Now, including King Luisette.She turned as she heard movement and saw Ruben and Batton walk out of one such tunnel, their faces grim after having just laid King Luisette to rest.Ruben, was wearing a matching black suit, the v
They made quick work of rounding up the Lords they needed, as soon as they opened the doors to the rooms and the vampires saw the great demon as the shadows crept in behind them they quickly made their way down the halls with no great objections, their expressions grim and wary as they were herded towards their destination of the Throne room. As they all stepped in they gasped as they saw Ruben sitting upon the Throne looking very regal with the King’s robes around his shoulders and the inert body of King Alessandro Luisette lying upon the couch to one side. Ruben watched them with an eagle like stare as they were herded in and grouped together, surrounded by soldiers. General Batton stepped up the dais steps and took position to Ruben’s left as the demon cat jumped up and stood on Ruben’s right. Ruben reached out a hand and placed it on Kat’s head as she smooched it affectionately. Lord Echron stepped forward, his face livid. “What’s the meaning of all this! If you wanted the thro
As Ruben walked into the throne room he looked around and surprisingly saw Von Dulce sitting behind his desk, frantically scribbling something down on a piece of paper. Ruben and Batton looked at each other before Ruben coughed for Von Dulce’s attention. He looked up and paled to see both General Batton and Prince Ruben standing together. “You…” He stuttered. “You’re in on this together?” He gaped at them with fear of the unknown. Ruben gave him a reassuring smile. “Relax, we aren’t going to throw you out of office…” “You’re not?” Von Dulce gulped, a little relieved. “No…in fact we need you to help make this transition go smoothly…” Ruben looked down at the desk with a curious frown. “What are you writing?” Von Dulce gave a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. “Instructions…for whomever took over the administration of the palace…” Ruben raised an eyebrow at him. “Wait, you thought you were going to be executed or something and so diligently wrote down instructions for y