Kouha's Little Princess

For the love of all things bloody!

-Time skipp~!-
She finally gets the courage to go back into Kouha's bedroom. After all that has happened she was not sure weather to run from the Kou, or just hide for her life. She wasn't in any state of mind to think of what will happen if she ran away. She knew that if she did Kouha and the rest of the empire would track her down. She knocks on the door and sighs. "Here I go." She thinks to herself, trembling. "Come in." She here's someone say and she opens the door and sees the shape of a figure that was all to familiar to her. She knew it was Kouha just waiting to get his hands on her, but he waited patiently for her to walk in. -This is odd- She thought to herself, starring at the floor. -He would usually pounce on me or attack me by now.- She looks up at him, there gazes met as he quickly stood up and walked to her. "Do you know why I have called you in here Ms.Gretta?" She tilts her head and her eyebrow raised up. "Well you didn't really call, but I can't correct a prince, so why have you brought me here prince Kouha?" He smirked and turned on the lights to show a tarp over a chair and a figure of someone under it. "?! Who the hell is that?!" She screamed frightened and she quickly turns around and try's to open the door. -Eep it's locked!- She panics. "W-What do you want from me?!" He laughed and pulled the tarp away. "Do you know who this it?" He smirked at her holding a knife to the girls throat. "E-Elania?" She stopped and tried to grab her but it was to late. He had her by her hair, slicing into her neck like she was a rag doll. "Please let my sister go! She is scared she can't speak!" Tears start to fall down her face. "well that depends on what you have to offer. You have to choose, either the blood of your sister on your hands...Or...A marriage to me. Believe me, you won't regret this marriage." He smiled. "You have 10 seconds, the clock is ticking." He cuts a little deeper into her throat, the redness stained the floor with the trickle of her blood. "G-Gretta, p-please don't marry him..I-I want you to be happy..." She moaned in pain. "5 seconds." He snapped. "I-I have to do this, if I don't I-" With that he sliced her neck opened and dropped her on the ground. "Oops, it slipped." He laughed, not knowing what Gretta was about to do, she quickly grabbed a knife and cuts his arm. He was still laughing. "Are you forgetting, I go crazy over the sight of blood. I can kill you with my hand behind my back." He smirked and grabbed her wrist. "We will be married, and I will spill your pretty crimson if it is the last thing I do. " He pulls her closer to him. "Gretta you are mine."

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Sorry for being late on the story. ;-; Well I hope you like it.