No Longer Freedom

13. If you don't feed your dogs, they will bite you.

Tord's POV

A dim orange light from the iron oil lamp on my nightstand created shadows on the cold walls around me. They didn't move like my thoughts did in the nocturnal room. Lying in my soft bed, I stared at the empty ceiling above me. I couldn't stop thinking about the spies, Tom and the other missing dragons. Who were the spies working for? Did I catch them all? What did they really want? I had already tortured them for two weeks, yet still they won't tell anything. I bit my lower lip so hard that it started to bleed as I sank deeper into my ocean of thoughts.

Why has Tom been behaving so well? was it really because he was with them and not with me? Or did es he plan something?...Or could it really had been that he was starting to learn and get used to everything? What I have had seen were that he got along with Paul and Patryk really well but, when they played outside or when they learned alphabets together...I felt something... Something that disturbed me. It was something that I hadn't had felt in ages. It had been too long since I last felt anything besides anger, excitement or lust.

"Why am I feeling things?" I growled quietly. "I wasn't supposed to feel anything besides anger and lust before I would get my revenge." I rolled around on the other side of my king sized black and red bed. "Shut the lights and go to sleep, my love. I can't sleep either if that's on." A tired naked woman said behind me. "Remember, you can call me by that only for tonight. Don't get attached." I answered coldly and reached for the oil lamp shutting it down. The darkness ate the room around us immediately. The only lights source that were still left were coming from outside. As they reflected the light on the window I rolled around to see the silhouette of the pretty young lady next to me. "You are going to forget me when the sun rises?" She whispered with her sweet tone. "Pretty much, hun." I hummed as I brushed her red hair. She wasn't any different compared to the other chicks in my Kingdom. Nothing special. Boring. Just another vanilla who promised too much. Though, even if she would had been everything what she promised, I still wouldn't have had any interest in her as a person in the first place and I bet she thought the same about me.  Glad I didn't really care about the cheesy couple things anyways. I wouldn't even had have time for it in the first place. So one night stands were perfect fits for me. The chicks would win a night with me and they could think that they were special, then I get to fulfill my needs. It was a win-win situation.

I smirked to myself and leaned for a final kiss before I would close my burning eyes and fell asleep. "Good night" she said as she buried her face in my bare chest. "Night." I hummed while closing my ember eyes.

Just when I were about to fell asleep I heard someone banging on my door. I jolted up, thanks to the ear popping noise that came from outside. "What now?..." I mumbled as I stood up and got dressed up. I wore my regular hunting outfit. Lazily, I dragged myself to the door and cracked it open. "What?" I hissed while glaring at my panicking soldier who was panting like crazy. "Th-They are coming! They want you, sir!" He spluttered and pointed at the gates. "Who 'they'? Tell them to take a number and go into the line and I will do it." I sighed gloomily while I opened the first button of my shirt. "NO! NOT LIKE THAT!! THEY WANT YOU DEAD!! YOUR CUSTOMERS!! THEY HAVEN'T GOT THEIR STUFF!!!" He screamed and pointed at the gate which was covered by the soldiers blood that were guarding it. A group of outraged and furious looking people forced themselves into my Kingdom. Scythes, torches and swords swung from the distance they were  screaming for me. "WHERE IS THE KING!" "WE WANT KING!" "WE WILL KILL THE BOSS!" Their screams echoed.

"Sir, you must go. You are not safe in here anymore. We will take care of them so you can have time to escape!" He ordered , but the thought of me stepping back again were just too much for me. It disgusted me. "GO!" He yelled over the tocsin. "I will be back!" I growled and sprung towards Paul's and Patryk's house. As the cold wind hit my face and danced with my red scarf I started to hit the door, forcing it to open. "PAUL!! PATRYK! TOM!" I ran inside the house and saw how Tom was lying on the floor under his hammock.