King Edward (Ed Sheeran)

Chapter 11

This is gonna go from zero to 100 in about...two minutes. !!!Vulgar talk about rape!!! Also I listen to Whitney Houston a lot while writing this. So if Mirabelle and Ed had songs, it would be You Give Me Good Love and All The Man I'll Ever Need. Smut warning.

Chapter 11-Edward

I could hardly sleep, but I could very well blame that on the fact that I could hear almost every thing, and everyone who mentioned me. One moment I could hear simply what was before me, the next, floodgates opened, and I could hear everything. It was not as unpleasant as it could have been, but every time anyone mentioned my name, I heard it, and I had began to hate it.

It had just become the early hours of the morning, and I had not closed my eyes one time to sleep. Mirabelle was wrapped in my arms, her cheek pressed into my chest. If all the things I could hear, all I wanted to hear were her thoughts. I distracted myself from all the thoughts that invaded my mind without my permission by focusing on her sleeping face. Had there ever been a king who loved his king as much as I loved Mirabelle? I thought my heart had died, but it had not. It had been hear all along, waiting for its awakening.

I stroked her face carefully until a conversation that I could not push to the back of my head came about. "How about we attack at dawn?" A male voice asked.

Another one answered, "We will have to do it in the early hours. If we attack them early, they will not be prepared."

"The faster we get this over with, the faster we will get to kingdom," the first voice explained. "And I am simply aching to get my loins into a sweet virgin. We shall spread the seed of Southlands!"

I sat up in bed, seeing the darkness still set between the cracks of the curtains. Mirabelle unconsciously held her arm around me tighter, but I had no choice but to removed it. She hummed in her sleep, rolling over. "Where must you go?" She asked, hardly awake.

"To the toilet," I lied quickly. "I shall return shortly." She moved her body into the spot where mines previously lay, absorbing the unnatural heat that I now radiated. I waited for a moment for her return to sleep, and only when I heard her breathing become soft and heavy again did I know that it was the right time. Carefully, I turned the knob of the double doors to the balcony, but just one door. It creaked opened, but did not disturb Mirabelle.

The cold from the near winter seeped inside, but I used my body as a shield to deflect it. I was naked, I remembered, but it hardly mattered what I was about to do. I moved my body from the room outside, where I was surrounded in the cold that hardly bothered me anymore, in fact I preferred it. Slowly shutting the door behind myself, I turned and attempted to listen in on the conversation again. The men were still going about murdering the people in the kingdom, and the voices were of course coming from the south, unnaturally close.

I carefully climbed atop the balcony gate, the one that my held people from falling over the edge. It was a very, very, long way down, to my advantage however. If I fell, completely, I would be dead, certainly. But if I succeeded...Instead of thinking ahead, I prayed to the lord bag he would save my soul from my sins before springing myself off of the gate, becoming airborne.

I could not catch my breath in my human form, as the air seemed to part around me. But I felt the familiar ripping sensation on my back as two sprung out. Thinking quickly as I plummeting closer to the ground, I began to move them as hard as I could, creating a lift between the ground and myself. I flew upward, laughing in victory, then look down at my naked body and determined that I wasn't nearly finished.

"Come on!" I screamed at me own body. I ignored it for the moment and simply charged ahead, as fast as I could go, towards Andrew's camp. The ground below me became hardly visible as I shot throw it, faster than an arrow. The closer I moved toward the voice, the more my body began to change. I laughed to myself, my deep, demonized voice sending shockwaves throughout the surrounding area.