>>Chapter 4<<
I stood, raising a goblet over my head, “Cheers my subjects, I have returned to rule thee. Now there shall be order and civility among my people.” That was the end of my speech. We took a drink of the blood filled goblets, my blood, might I add, and Jay took over.
He rose to the occasion looking rather spiffy. This mocker of creatures, attired all in rich black clothing, cleared his throat with a cocky smile. “Mi Gents, e’ ladies!” he started substituting and for e, for ceremony. “Gathered again, ye be, together ye sing e’ cheer for mi liege”. He spread his arms before the crowd. “E’ what an honor, no the highest reward bestowed on us to even consider being in his most highest grace!” an applaud, on key, went through the crowd. This is how it started, and it drug on for what seemed like hours. Jay had a way of turning everything into a huge event. I smiled and nodded when needed, rose my goblet for a toast and performed all the ceremonious things.
“Did thee have to go on for so long?” I jested with a humored smiled.
Jay faked another hurt look, “Did ye not like the speech I performed for thee’s honor, mi liege?”
“My honor? I have the faintest suspicion that it was more to sate thee’s verbose cravings,” I say, the words rolling off my tongue so playfully. I was so different back then.
Jay grinned innocently, “Now, mi lord, the great Lazian, would I do’est something like that?” I just rolled my eyes.
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To my room I returned in a casual manner. No guard accompanied me, for I had none beyond Jay, nor did I need any. I find it funny that the “great” leaders of today need so much protection. They must not be so great if they rely on someone else for safeguard and inspiration.
Once in my quarters I saw it at once. There was a strangeness to this room, it was dull and pallid. Nothing on these pale washed stones seemed interesting up against this new addition. There it stood, this erotic flower, her infallible form flickered in the candle light and the dark shadows traced her lusty curves perfectly. She was truly something exotic coming to my room; I had the mind to crush her completely from existence for such blasphemy of the law. I held myself though, something was different as I looked into her soul and saw something that so startled me. She was no temptress here to steal my heart and fortunes in a night, but she was more. As I bore into her soul I saw them both, I saw love the love she had for myself. I also saw my future, a damned world of fire and flames.
“Such foolishness is exhibited for thee coming here,” I state simply looking at the thin lace draped around her shoulders. It was for the most part clear, but held the softest pink hue.
“Truly, thy lord is correct, however a temptress I may be, me heart sings for mi lieges pleasure and pulls me here a prisoner to thee whim,” came her reply on an angel’s vocals. Her words seemed something divine, and danced in the air with merriment. It was as if the very element that gave life to so many cherished her voice above all others and held onto it for as long as it could, never to let go.
“A temptress thee say, yes, I believe it truth by thee garb. Only one to pleasure and steal hearts of weak men so openly displays herself,” I say with humor in my voice and smirk on my face as I stroll into my room and take a seat on a richly adorned sofa. I sank into the soft and downy cushions still staring at her. “Indulge me maiden with thee name.”
“Clare,” her words so sweet that every sound I had ever heard became that of disgust. I smiled a little as I listened to them; they were like a drug setting me at ease. They swam through the air and penetrated by ears as a needle to the vein then coursed through my body infecting everything it touched. I knew then, I knew her to be mine. This goddess of creatures could belong to no other than me and perhaps, just perhaps I may belong to her.
No need to describe how the night wet after that. We conversed some more and grew to friendlier terms that required no clothes between us. I was not scared of a dagger to my back for I knew I could decimate this creature that so played man’s desire.
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“Ye shall be mine,” I hear myself say. The words that so smoothly slithered out over my tongue sounded so strange. The simple words I had spoken so many times to slaves and plebeians sounded so bazaar to me. Could it be that meaning rode much on the tone of which you say something? How was it that all the other times I said it on whim, but now I said it and felt something, something so strange and peculiar? What an unorthodox tingling sensation to my heart this feeling was.
Clare seemed not to show such a response and at first I felt a tinge of anger. Then, I realized as I thought upon my first view of her soul. She had already come to the same point as I and dealt with this initial emotion spike. So I smiled and looked at her laying next to me, the moon highlighting her like an angel with a dark glow.
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With her I laid all through the night. Clare slept as most, on the edge of alertness and in the realm of dreams. I watched her all the while as the earth turned and the sun rose to splash the surface world with a fiery light. When this came, I could no longer stay. I made the proclamation that I had a queen and my Succubus was given the rights of passage and power.
I assume that you know not of what I speak. How could you? Okay, to put this in simple relatable terms that you might understand, today places of authority come with certain privileges and give you a voice of power. Back in my time, when you got to an office you inherited a great sum of power and might, not just authority. So, in other words, what was a simple maiden, some insignificant creature peddling her life like everyone else, became a hungry demoness ready to devour. Clare became a queen over the damned and commanded powers that she had never even dreamt about. She was truly a goddess now, my goddess over this damned world.
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