Emperor of Necromancy [Yandere!Henry x Reader]

The Emperor

Chapter Three

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Here he sat on his knees in utter exaughstion and awe. He has done it. He has risen a broken castle form the ground, rebuilt it, and has created the kingdom where the two of you would reign eternal. You were still hugging him from behind, staring at it. He held his hands over your own, clasping them tightly. He was so tired. He almost felt as though he couldn't stand back up. That spell really drained him a little bit, huh? That one magical spell makes every other Magical strain he ever was in look like an ameba in comparison. He entwined his fingers from the back of your hand. A little uncomfortable on his part but he doesn't care. He was so tired, but it was so worth it to see that nameless expression adorning thst beautiful purple face of yours. That beautiful face that he brought back from the afterlife.

"Henry... it's so beautiful. Oh my goodness you just be so tired! I'll find you a bed or something in there so you can rest."

You roiled your hands away from his , among Henry feel extra cold where you were touching him. Then, out of nowhere, He seddeunlt felt gravity weigh him down as he was hoisted into the air. He felt one of your arms go underneath his knees while the other supported him from spring his back. Henry just looked up at you. He expected that you would be super strong when you were reborn into the invincible form you are now. However the utter look of shock and amusement on your face was priceless. He just sat there smiling while you just stared at him in your arms, bridal style. You clearly couldn't believe everything that was happening was real. You looked so proud of yourself. He was proud that you were so proud of yourself. It's so adorable! Nyah ha!

"Wow, I can't beleive that worked! Oh! Right! Gotta find you a bed!"

Like that, you started walking towards the large ominous black castle that popped out of the ground like a baby out of a vagina. That was a bad simile but Henry is running out of material. It's only chapter three but he's already out of material. Henry just watched as the castle began growing larger and larger with perspective while snuggling in your arms as you carried him. To be honest he can just sleep right here and right now. He decided to relax and just enlighten himself by completely letting your soul take over your feelings. Henry held in a gasp as he could instantly feel a rush of excitement and pure joy. Just the pure innocent wonder and happiness that was in your heart. He loved how you were so simple and so lovable and just a pure loving being. He can't say human any mire now can he? Being is perfect. Side tangent, he has to name what your species is soon. Ooh, what if he made a version of Risen as powerful as you? Then maybe your kingdom would be perfect! That's enough side tangents and just going into the soul of you. He let himself take back over as you stood in front of the large gates that led into the raven hued castle. Dark Spruce wood, nice touch early people before our time!

The doors opened automatically like clockwork for the two of you, large creaking sounds echoing through what used to be a graveyard. You walked in and Henry looked around in curiousity. He noticed there were spots for torches on the walls. He looked at his hands real quick. Did he have enough energy to do this? Eh, why not? All he needs is a smiled fore spell. He snapped his fingers and suddenly rows of torches adorning the walls began to light up in a blue ember rather than purple. Henry wondered why it was blue, he then disregsrded it. Blue was a pretty color. Orange fire would get boring after a while. Besides, he knows that you like different things. He heard your gasp and your heart do a flip of excitement. You were so pure. You were so innocent. You were so kind. You were the perfect being to make into his (bride/husband/spouse) of Necro. He looked at his hands and paused for a moment. Wait, why would he have to pause for he isn't the one standing and walking? You're carrying him! Nyah ha! Either way he felt how he was feeling. He actually wasn't as tired as he thought he would be. If anything he felt a little better.