The Demonic Emperor and his Pampered Mate

Chapter 3

 On the other side of the universe, in a world exists side by side with our earth. Life was built and civilization prospered. The planet was simple, sophisticated, greenish similar to ours and different at the same time. If you look from above, you probably will mistake it with ours.

It was night. In the capital as their resident calls  it. The center of the world. The heart of the empire. The moon hovered in the sky, illuminating the land, the forest, the towns. The light worked its way through the clean streets, the breathtaking houses, the full with goods shops, chasing the dark. It was a bit cold. People were already asleep in their warm beds. Safe and full. From time to time, a cloud would pass and hide the moon under its thickness. Sending the place into a total darkness.

Houses were built with such elegance and beauty that will make you stop and lose yourself in its shape. They stood side by side, as one in front of time protecting each other against the hardness of nature. Full of history and culture, their walls proudly projected their past. A simple, unnoticed things to us, like a drawn in the shape of a heart in hidden corner. A trace of a footprint of children that once a long time ago played in this place. It is all insignificant things to time, to the world, to us, but in history it is all the important evidence that once upon a time a life existed here.

Not far away, a glorious castle stood. A fortress with indestructible walls. Four towers took place in each direction. So tall, so graceful, reaching the skies and touching the clouds. In the roof of each tower a huge griffin, with spreading wings was placed. With sharp paws, open mouths long and deadly fangs, there,  four creatures sited as guardians.

A giant gate built from pure iron was centered in the front. A drawn on an angle was printed in the right and one of a devil on the left. One with white robe and a ring above his head, and a book between his hands. And one with two horns, a large tale and reddish eyes. Guards stood still protecting the grounds, silent like they are part of the night, part of the place. They stood ready to sacrifice their lives for their king and kingdom. One for all, and all for one. King for the kingdom, and all for their king.

Through the halls and rooms, the throne was located at the east. The largest and the biggest room in the castle. All marvel from the floor to the ceiling. Golden pillars spread on the east side of the room separating it with the massive balcony with red curtains dangling to the ground, swaying with the wind. The throne was placed in the middle, all golden with rubies, sapphires decorating it. Where a man with a white furry cape have been sitting.

His white skin glowed through the dark of the room. His blue eyes shone with the moon light like it was the sky, or like the sea sparkled in the sunlight. His body, oh his body, he had the kind of body that was meant for combat: hard, flexible, strong, and fueled with explosive power. He sat cross-legged. Warring only dark pants and combat shoes. His torso was bare. Supple, hard muscle corded his frame. Carved biceps stood out of his arms, like iron or steel. His rock chest slimmed down into flat planes of hard, ridged stomach.

The demonic, inhuman thing sets, uninterested. Bored actually. His right hand holding his head while the other played with the ring in his finger. His eyes closed for a second, and soon he inhaled in exasperation.

"Speak" He said.

"Well, you still awake, I thought I'll probably will find you in your bed with a hot lady." A man wearing elegant clothes replied as he emerged from the shadows on the wall.

"I wasn't in the mood for that tonight." In ease, he replied, playing along with the man's humor.

"Well, you are not in the mood for sleep either. You know it is very late, dawn is close by."