INDULGENCE - KILLER X READER (Medieval AU)

CHAPTER NINE: Reason

"-et me see her! You know I would do no harm!"

The raised voice outside of my quarters caught my ear, and I halted in the middle of pulling my night gown over my head.

"I don't know shit about you, so you better turn around and walk away, My Lord, before I make you." Killer's voice had never sounded so vicious, and I hurried to finish dressing.

"I know you are sworn to protect her, and I am glad of it, but I really must speak with he-"
When I opened the door, I found both Killer and Marco paused, looking as though they were about to get physical with each other.

If they keep this up, Kizaru will show up with his whole army...

Heaving a lengthy sigh, I stepped aside and motioned for the Lord to enter.
"You have five minutes, and no longer, My Lord." I announced, avoiding the man's eyes as he murmured a thank you and entered my room.
"Five minutes. That is all I need, Your Grace..."

Killer moved to follow, but I held up my hand, offering him a tired smile.
"As betrayed as I feel by him, he would never do me physical harm. I know that much. Could you give us a moment?" I asked him, but he seemed hesitant to oblige.

"He is welcomed to be present. Actually, Your Grace, I believe he should hear what I have to say as well-yoi." Marco spoke up, and I was confused. Still, I was glad to allow Killer entry, and I was pretty sure the guard would have insisted either way.

Making sure the hall was empty before I locked the door again, I turned to the blond lord, crossing my arms.
"It is rather late, and you know I have little to no desire to speak with you after the stunt you have set into motion, so go ahead. Say what you must so you can leave."

It hurts too much...

Taking a deep breath, Marco bent the knee, like he had done so many times to both myself and my father, but this time felt more genuine than any other.
"My Princess, the last thing I wanted to do was drag you into the pits of political warfare, but it seems as though I have no choice-yoi..." He started, hand moving to rest over his chest.

"Political warfare? I have no clue what you are on about." I narrowed my eyes, taking a small side-step closer to Killer, who remained on edge and ready.
"As you heard at the luncheon earlier this afternoon, the capital has received a significant threat from Lord Portgas. Whilst there are many details I wish I could give you, I can only say this. Everything I have done for you, up until this point, has been to keep you safe-yoi."

I was thoroughly confused at this point. Was this just some pathetic attempt to trick me again? To make me trust him like I once had? Again, I shifted closer to Killer's side, and he took a slight step to come between us.

"To keep me safe? I fail to see how marriage has anything to do with that. You say there are details? Tell me. Only then I can truly understand. If not, then get out. Seeing your face is hurting my heart..."

Marco's face was wrought with concern, his usually youthful face now showing his age with creases and discolouration.
"Princess...I'm not sure I can tell you..." He murmured, growing smaller by the second under my gaze.

Killer took a commanding step forward, dwarfing the kneeling gentleman and leering fiercely.
"Then get out. Now." He had no need to shout. The venomous grit in his voice did enough to even give me a chill, and he wasn't even speaking to me.

Marco remained where he was, his other knee moving so that he was know kneeling in full. His head dropped low, and he raked a hand through the tuft of gold atop his head.
"If you were to utter a word of this, to anyone outside this room, my head would be detached by dawn..." He sighed, and I bit at the inside of my cheek.