She May be Evil

Chapter 5 King

"She said what?" I ask, kind of shocked and thrown off-guard.

This is completely unexpected.

And it doesn't seem like her.

I didn't even know she was coming.

Who even told her?

"Tell me again" I urge.

He takes a deep breath before repeating.

"Queen Circe wants to be the model for today's painting class." Levos exhales.

I look over to the painting on the wall, in my office.

My safe haven.

My safe space.

And apparently the place to get unsettling news.

She wants to be the model?

It doesn't seem like her.

"Are you sure she said it?"

"Kolvar told her to come to the class thinking she would have some fun. She refused at first but then asked to be the model instead." Levos keeps going.

"I mean who are we to say no?"  He says fidgeting with his hand.

Since the recent weeks levos has finally come to the conclusion that he is also scared of Queen Circe, while his brother follows her around like a lost child.

Who are we to say no, indeed.

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I arrived early, to calm my nerves.

The models choose what they want to wear for the picture.

I wonder what she's gonna wear.

Is she gonna show skin?
I can feel my heart beating faster.
I can't help but feel excited.
Even my palms are sweaty.

I sit down on my stool and gather my pencils and paints.

There is a thick marble slab in the center of the room for the models. Its about four-feet tall. And six-feet elongated. The walls are a dark brown and curtains of a lighter shade. Marble pillars in each corner wrapped in vines.

Circling the marble slab is about twenty or so easels.

I provide this class to anyone who want to join that works in my residence can.

Some guards, maids, butlers, cooks, and Levos, Kolvar and Rakia.

Sansa and Selkie will also join us tonight.

And Queen Circe of course.

The doors creak open and people slowly fill the room.

Levos rustles in and snatch's a seat next to me.

Once he takes a seat, he wipes his palms on his thighs.

"Feeling unwell Levos?" I ask even though I know it's not the case.

"Just nerves, King Kamau." He says bitterly.

I kinda forced him to attend this class.

He really wanted to skip once Kolvar told him that Queen Circe was coming.

It's nice to have another person nervous besides yourself.

Instead of the door creaking open like the first time, it thrashes open, and Sansa and Selkie bustle in.