Agni- The Dragon King

Agni

Agni POV

I was busy fucking a whore after I had successfully gained lots of taxes and riches from those corrupt people and had slaughtered people who were not able to pay it, they deserved it, they thought they could outwit Agni Barhi, their King, he smirked

"please be gentle " the woman groaned, but I increased my pace

"just shut up woman don't piss me off "I hated how these woman first threw themselves at him, and then behaved all innocent and fragile.

There was a knock at the door then

"who the hell has a death wish to disturb me now !" I wondered aloud

I ignored it , but again there was a knock

"someone is dying today " I cursed out loud, did they not know, not to disturb me, when I am celebrating my victory?

I look at the woman beneath me, she just had lust and greed reflecting in her beady eyes

"cover yourself"

I commanded, and she reluctantly, covered her naked body

I went to open the door and there stood my minister Alvar who was shaking , it was clear he was the one voted by all my men to come and disturb me, I smiled inwardly looking at the nervousness of the lad
Alvar peered behind me and gulped , everyone knew the king did not like to be disturbed when he is celebrating

"What do you want !?" I shouted, how dare he? Disturb me?

the lad seemed nervous enough to pee his own pants

"Maha-maharaj you sa-said-"

"what ?  what did I say ,faster lad ! I am busy as you can see! do you want me to cut your tongue as it is soo damn slow!"

the young lad squeaked

"Maharaj you said , to organize a feast tonight , thank you and goodbye" the lad said quickly and ran from there as if fires of hell were chasing after him.

I sighed and turned back duty calls, but first, I cannot stop my private celebration, more than me the whore will be disappointed, and I always give people what they want.

I walked back towards women in my bed to finish off where I left.

In the evening

I got ready, with the help of my attendants, in Deep red Dhoti which was made with fine golden threads inter woven with silky red , they then adorned my shoulder and arm with cloth which was studded with rubies , as my family tradition was that males kept their upper body bare and adorned it with jewels , specially in my family it was rubies , they adorned me with a ruby haar , ruby ear pieces , ruby armlets studded in gold and finally my taj(crown), the heavy taj , as my family tradition was very particular about the appearances they had to present to the world

I finally descended downstairs in the great hall where the feast was being held, in all my glory, sometimes it felt I was a show piece which everyone wanted to admire, ahh Agni what gruesome thoughts, at such a wonderous time, he admonished himself

The hall was soo big that it could hold at least 700 guests at a time , it was decorated with red drapes and golden lights to give it a fairytale effect, there was females and males dressed in their best attires , it looked as a beautiful fairytale setting. There were huge red and gold curtains at the windows, blocking the outside world, from the grandeur of the palace, and a huge chandelier which was soo bright that it could blind a man.

There was collective gasp which echoed throughout the ball mostly from female guests as well as some male guests when I made my descend by the stairs, well I was used to this reaction, my handsomeness was always talked about, my beauty was described as

he had the face of an angel , no one could resist his face
with his piercing Golden eyes and his  black shoulder length hair which reflected with red streaks , which he liked to keep messy ,high cheek bones , chiseled jawline and plump pink lips
King of Jwalana , Agni Barhi was the most beautiful male specimen of the world, the only blemish in his beauty was a long scar that ran down from his left eyebrow to his left cheek to his chin, but apparently it only gave him a more dangerous and sexy appeal

Females flirted shamelessly with him , and he would choose a women to spend the night through but first he had mingling to do

I walked the long hallway , which I had had walked thousands of times before , feeling the same burning sensation , which never really went away
I am the King , the most ruthless of them all , why am I not able to walk through this fucking hall without feeling as if the flames will swallow me whole . 

I could feel people's eyes on me , I knew a single clink in the armor will be my weakness , and this world is not for the weak. It is for the strong and cruel . He had learnt it from a very young age . 

I walked with a grace which , men could only dream of , The inner turmoil I felt, I am an expert at hiding it.

My throne was just ten steps away
just one more step Agni , and you will reach there , you are the king now , this throne is yours !  

I am just 2 steps from the throne 
just one more step , and I will reach it.

Finally! I was able to touch the throne , the golden thrown , in which there were dragon carvings , the dragon was emitting fire , which was shown with rubies , I traced the carvings, lightly, the symbol of my power.

The power of the throne , which I knew from as long as I could remember , could do almost anything , the person who sits on the throne is most powerful

"Maharaj ki Jai ho! Maharaj ki jai ho!"

I finally , sat on the throne and raised my hand as a gesture to commence the celebrations 
"Hail to the king , Hail to the king , Hail to the King !"  the crowd chanted.

I smirked .

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