"...You Poisoned Me

“Wait! I know one. The mistress! His mistress and a commander were demons and he kept them close!”

“He did?” the witch was surprised. She had expected that the King wasn’t much affiliated with his other identity. After all, the fierceness of his beast was widely known.

The thing with demons is a very gray area to the world. Nobody had ever seen them or experienced a direct confrontation with them one only had old unreliable texts to rely on.

She had considered the King may not have realized he was a demon. She assumed it was an ambiguous sense of horror that engulfed him in his childhood.

Esmer had a sudden revelation then that it may not be the first time. When he was young a Prince he might gone through this strange occurrence, that was happening to him now, more than once.

Maybe, it was no new occurrence for him. Life as an unfavored Prince among cruel older Princes couldn't have been easy.

“Where are they now?” Esmer asked after running the new information through her head.