The End of the Bloody King

Chapter1:First Meetings

    The moon rises in the brisk peak of night, the soft sound of pattering footsteps echos down a long corridor. A young maiden of pale skin and scarlet red hair walks alone carrying garments and vials, she stops as she approaches a large wooden door with golden plating. Her small danti hand reaches up to knock on the door, As her hand touches the door it creaks open. “Hello… m’lord?” Her voice is soft and quiet. “I have brought fresh linens for your bath as requested..” she swallows hard, choking back the fear in her voice. A Large gust of wind blows screaming against the windows in the room.

    A man with curly jet black hair places the papers he was reading in his hand down on his mahogany desk with an irritated grunt, his golden eyes peer up at the girl and feel like daggers through her chest. A shivering chill runs down her spine. “ I instructed the guards that no one was to disturb me tonight.” his rich smooth voice rang with icy hostility through the door. “ But since you have already disturbed me you might as well proceed.” He rubbed his forehead and rose from his chair. 

    The girl clutches her body tightly to the linens and takes a soft breath as she steps inside. “ I am sorry m’lord I was only instructed to bring these and to prepare a bath for you, if you wish to skip the bath I shall leave…” Her body slightly trembles as she speaks trying to look up at him in a respectful manner.

    The man folds his arms across his chest stretching the fabric of his shirt over his muscles, his gaze flits over the small woman’s features before him. She was not only half his height but was a thin and curvy little thing, a light dusting of freckles across her ivory nose. He could make out the slight scent of Fruits and flowers from her. “ Mmm…how perfectly delectable”

    “Perhaps I have need you yet.” He says softly under his voice, his golden gaze glinting in the low candle light. “Meet my gaze Maid.” He commanded in a low voice, moving forward he grabs her chin with his forefingers and tilts her head higher to lock eyes with the maiden.

As she slowly lifts her head in his hand her long dark eyelashes flutter once to reveal bright sparkling diamond colored eyes illuminated in the moonlight. A soft breath slips from her luscious red lips as her eyes lock with his. “What can I do for you sire?” goosebumps run across her body with his touch.

    “Tell me maid..” his mouth moves in an upward smirk, “Why do you tremble at my touch?” He says as his finger runs down her features brushing against the skin of her neck. “Are you afraid of the Bloody King?” He leans in and whispers in her ear. The warmth from his breath dances down her neck. “Do you fear for your safety?” he chuckles lowly, the sound rumbling from deep within his chest before he steps away.

    She takes a deep breath as she releases the air from her lungs, an aura overcomes her as if an entirely different person is now present. Confidently she looks up at him with fierce strength in her eyes, almost if they were glowing for a second. “I do not fear you.. I have simply never been in the presence of a man of your..intense presence…I was chosen by your father, I was told to obey and not ask questions.” her body walks with pride as she lays the linens on the table.

“Do as I ask? Pray tell little maid, would you do everything I asked?” His eyes glitter with malicious excitement, moving to change behind a screen.

She clears her throat softly as her body trembles once more but quickly straightens back up “Yes m’lord, I was told to complete my purpose…serve you in any way you wish. If my skills do not suit your commands I am to learn and adapt.” She begins filling a large silver tub with steaming hot water.

    The man chuckles softly as he reappears from around the screen. “What is your name, little maid?” as he loosens the belt that holds up his pants. The tanned of his skin gleaming at his loose white shirt hangs open at the top revealing his chiseled chest.