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"You beat me.. Again.."
Meruem mutters, his roses eyes staring intensely at the Gungi bored in front of him, gears in his head churning my every which-way in hopes of finding the reason behind his sudden many failures. Out of all the games he's played and won, not once had he ever tasted the stain of defeat again no man or woman—until now. At this very moment, a young woman with pale white hair sat across from him.
She was goofy and stupid and clumsy, but beautiful unbeknownst to herself. The King knew Y/N would love her, he could see the two of them spend so much time together with himself including due to how he hasn't had a chance to beat her in any games. They've been on a role ever since Y/N left with a solider toe explore, he's been loosing and loosing, it's frustrating to say the least.
"W-would you like to play again, sire?"
Her clogged voice spoke softly, she smiled bashful while in wist. He did not respond right away, his mind shifting back to his sister's absents. Meruem had sent both Neferpitou, Menthuthuyoupi, and as well as a handful of guards were off in search for his dear sister, growing ever more nervous that they've been gone just as long as her.
She's never been out this late.. Soon, only an hour, shall it grow dark..
Brows knotted from concern, he soon stood to his feet.
"No, not right now. Be on your way, I have found myself to be busy."
She quickly nods her head, shuffling to her feet to give a low bow.
"Y-Yes, sire! Thank you for the many wonderful games.."
"Likewise."
The same woman that brought her here stayed for awhile, making sure that Pouf helped the older woman with both food and drink, ensuring that she was comfortable while her daughter played endless board games with the King. She bowed respectfully and took her only child along with her, they were escorted out of the palace by a few other guards near the door.
Now alone, all he could do is stand near an unlucky board and think. He had to think real hard, to try and envision his sister's current wearabouts, which resulted into irate and exasperation. There was no place he could think of, one that he knew for sure where she'd be.
If they had trouble finding her in the woods, then where? Where could that girl be hiding?..
The King began to pace about the room, the soles of his shoes hit against the solid flooring rather harshly.
No, no... No, no, no, no, this can't be right.. Could she have.. Gotten captured? But how?..
The wondering stopped towards a fancy desk with a large golden mirror, he stared back into it with a stoic, yet unnerving expression.
Who could have taken her? How could they have done it? What power did they possess that she be so easily apprehended?...
He didn't know, and it seemed no one else did either.
