Luisette slipped into the tower prison later into the night. Ruben had been sleeping but was woken by the grating of the lock in the steel outer door. As soon as he saw Luisette’s face, etched by the lantern’s light he carried, Ruben sat up with a groan, turning to place his feet on the concrete floor, his eyes a cold hard glare. “Finally.” He muttered. Luisette twisted his mouth at Ruben’s comment before placing the lantern down on the floor and sitting down on the wooden stool that sat in the corner. “Now, Ruben, you know I’m a busy man.” “Busy fucking my mate!” Ruben growled, baring his fangs. Luisette sighed. “Ah, well…that’s just a temporary problem.” “You think so…?” Ruben hissed. Luisette gave him a haughty look. “She’s important to us all, Ruben…you need to let it go and move on, she will be claimed by me on the next full moon.” Ruben’s head hung low and he leaned forward, his forearms resting on his knees, his back hunched. Luisette took it as a sign of defeat and smi
It was a month, a whole month of the same thing day in and day out for Kat. Every day she was alone, asleep in the cage then at dusk she was drained of her blood, given something to eat and then late at night Luisette would return, take her from her cage give her the opportunity to toilet and shower before doing unspeakable things to her body in the name of love and adoration and finally feed upon her…only to wake her, feed from her again briefly, allow her to toilet, shower and return her to the cage while he went out in the daylight to conduct the business of a monarch.She had become a shell of her former self.She hardly ever spoke anymore, hardly ate and had lost a significant amount of weight. She was pale and confused most of the time, exhausted and mentally drained.No one ever saw her except the doctor and Luisette…and of course the pitiful maid. He had banned all from entering his rooms after deciding Kat held an attractive quality for va
Ruben stood slightly crouched in a defence position as he looked around at the scene before him, ready for anything. Red sand was everywhere like an endless desert, yet it wasn’t hot and a moon the same blood red as the one in the Terran realm shined down upon him giving the area an ethereal quality yet it was desolate and deathly quiet.He was standing in front of an open expanse of a cleared, hard packed red clay area in a large square. In the middle of that square a small goblin like creature stood as if waiting for him.Ruben frowned, looking at his wrists and rotating them around rubbing them where the shackles had been.‘Fuck, now the shackles are off I could go save Kat!’He looked back up with a grimace, seeing the goblin walking towards him and recognised the creature as Lord Basille’s assistant and contract writer.“I need to go back.” Ruben demanded.The goblin shirked his shoulders in surprise
As Ruben eased the young demon maiden’s unconscious form down onto the chair behind him, he stood up and could feel the power rushing through his body. Demon blood may be bitter but it was powerful…he wondered what it would be like taking the blood of a Demon Lord as he turned to glance in Basille’s direction, eyes glowing red. Should he lash out and take him unawares.Basille chuckled before slowly turning his head and meeting Ruben’s gaze with a wily smirk.Ruben startled a little, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.“You’re looking revitalised?” Basille said with a languid stretch before standing up and taking one arm into his other hand he stretched his shoulders out. “Shall we begin?”Ruben grinned. “Sure…what’s the procedure?”Basille blinked out and disappeared only to reappear in the square of packed earth. Ruben flinched as the whole gazebo full of furniture, food and maidens disappeared around him at the same time.“Procedure?” Basille bellowed with amusement.
“I can’t stay here!” Ruben grabbed hold of the goblin just as he blinked out and disappeared. Ruben swayed a little on his feet trying to steady his equilibrium as he looked around to find himself inside a vast room with a vaulted ceiling of the biggest wooden beams Ruben had ever seen. There were two fire pits in the floor positioned in the middle from the side walls, one at either end of the massive hall. At the back end was a massive bronze throne with rich red velvet cushioning. “Where the hell am I?” Ruben demanded as the Goblin was held by his shirt in Ruben’s clenched fist. “This is the domain of Lord Basille and now you. By now it would be felt by his subjects that Basille has lost the fight and his life, they will start to congregate here to meet the one who managed to defeat him.” Ruben glared at the Goblin, his fist tightening on the cloth of his shirt even more and dragging him closer. “I don’t have time for this! I’m guessing now I’m here time is moving again?” “Ah, y
“What the fuck do you mean, she’s gone? Gone where?!” Ruben demanded.Luisette scratched his jaw and looked at the empty cage with the padlock sitting open and still swinging in its nook.“If I was to hazard a guess…I would say General Batton has her, he’s the only one with access.”Ruben grumbled, raking his hair back. “General Batton? Why?”Luisette looked back at Ruben with a shrug. “Good question, did he take her for you, or for himself? He’s been obsessed with her since the moment he took charge of her when she arrived here.”Ruben’s jaw clenched and he looked away over his shoulder at the staircase. “He couldn’t be too far ahead…” He muttered to himself.“You forget one thing, Ruben…” Luisette’s voice went cold, causing Ruben to look back at him with a glare. “You still need to deal with me.”Ruben scoffed. “Deal with you?”Luisette flashed his fangs, his eyes going red. “What am I not worthy?” He spat as he walked towards the door.Ruben tensed up. “I’m here for Kat, that’s all
Ruben was furious as he stalked through the halls. Several thoughts of what he was going to do to Batton once he found him played through his head, every scenario resulting in the General’s death. As he passed through one of the main hallways that connected the administration wing to the military wing he was suddenly surrounded as several soldiers appeared in a planned strike against him from every conceivable entry point and encircled him. He saw several more moved off up the stairs and he could hear shouting and orders being laid out to anyone the soldiers came across ordering everyone that this was a lockdown. He laughed to himself as he stood still amongst the chaos before clucking his tongue with annoyance and looking up, his eyes scanning the soldiers until he saw an officer. He settled his blackened gaze upon the Captain. “General Batton thinks he can call Marshal Law? This is a take-over, you are all committing treason.” “We stand and support General Batton.” The Captain s
As Ruben ran his thumb down the side of Kat’s neck, lovingly, he watched as his mark returned. Kat looked up at him with a beautiful smile as he leaned down and gently kissed her lips. As he drew back Kat’s face held a question and he raised an eyebrow at her. “What is it you wish me to do?” She asked devotedly. Ruben frowned slightly and moved away from her touch regarding her with seriousness. “Do you not wish to seek revenge upon my father for all he has done to you?” He cocked his head slightly with an amused smile. “I need you to get close enough to him to break his neck so we can get him into deep sleep.” “Me?” Kat asked with a slight smirk, but conveying a little confusion. “You are the only one here that can do it…my father has the ability of Blood Reign and holds control over everyone in the castle…except you, now that you once again wear my mark upon your neck…because I am the stronger being my Blood Reign cancels out his within your system.” Kat frowned, looking down a
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