The mad king's obsession

Chapter 3

VO-MMENT !! ^__^

The king’s sharp coal eyes met the gazes of the women dancing in front of him. All of them had partners, but their eyes were somewhere else - to him. Some of them were hiding their glances and turned away when their gazes met, while a few met his, calling him to dance with them and promising him a good night to come.

To each lady, his eyes freely drifted down. The stupid wenches must have thought he was appreciating their body. He was right. Those who noticed his stare had purposely flaunt their body more to him, moving their body, getting closer to him, so he could have a better view. Too bad, the king was not looking at their assets but at their gowns. 

He thought maybe he could seduce some women tonight, get them to undress and then walk away with their gowns. Just when a side of him approves of it, he rejected the idea. He didn’t like her wearing these gullible women’s clothing. 

While drinking, his eyes wandered to the stairs and thought of his library - or more exactly, thought of her. Was she waiting for him? Can she hear the music from here? 

‘’ You’re grace..’’ A  male  voice disturbed his thoughts. The king turned his head away from the stairs. Wayne Measen stood before him with a smile and his mischievous eyes that seemed to hint that he knew something the king didn’t. The man was quite small but his face showed beauty like any other well fed vampire. His pale skin stood out more because of the crimson- coloured frock coat he was wearing. 

‘’ Lord Measen. ‘’ The king greeted in a low voice.

‘’ You seem not in the mood for ladies today. Why not? ‘’ 

The king’s eyes darkened as he thought how impertinent the low blood vampire in front of him was for having the guts to question the king. Noticing the tick on the king’s jaw and his rigid posture, Wayne Measen felt a rush of fear inside him but hid it skillfully. 

‘’ I am only kidding Your grace. I understand what you feel. ‘’ Wayne said with a sigh. He then stepped forward so he was standing abreast with the king.

 Out of all men and vampires, Wayne Measen was the only brave or the stupid one to act as if the king and him were close.

 ‘’ Beautiful creatures. ‘’ Wayne clicked his tongue while his green eyes swirled dark to red as he scour the sights of the women dancing. Across the hall, dancing with humans were their very own predators. Wayne Measen smirked at a vampire who smirked back then continued to charm the young human lady in his arms. 

‘’ Delectable and sweet and vulnerable and the list goes on. But when you had them for centuries,  their taste dulls and they become insipid. What is the next plan your grace? I noticed, and also the council that you seem to be...pre-occupied and far away as days pass. ‘’ 

The king whose face was blank turned to the man. The king loomed over the vampire lord. Wayne Measen couldn’t help but lean back and look away from the king’s coal eyes, for looking back into those black orbs felt like falling into a deep abyss.

‘’ Who am I, Lord Measen? ‘’ The king asked icily.

‘’ Duke of London and my king, your grace. ‘’ Wayne answered instantly. 

‘’ Yes. ‘’ The king agreed, his voice was hard and cold like a steel in ice.  ‘’ The next time I hear some thing about you or the council questioning me, will be the last time I hear some thing from you.  And the council. ‘’ Then, a smile broke in the king’s face. It was a polite smile, almost kind and angelic. The fact that both of them knew it was far from it made the king more frightening. ‘’ Go. ‘’