FRAGILE

Chapter 2 - A Deal

Adrian stared intently at the young sorceress that just walked into his domain.

He was convinced he had never seen a more beautiful creature.

She had red flowing hair that fell all the way to her waist and a small almond shaped head. Her eyes were huge and innocent looking, yet fierce. A fire that burned in the blue depths. She had a small button nose and full pink lips. She walked gracefully and as elegantly, like a queen.

He noticed she also head a hard glare on her face.

Directed at him.

King Adrian hurriedly sat up straight and plastered his signature smirk on his face.

Damascus stood in the far corner of the wooden watching Adrian straighten up in his seat and scoffed. The king had obviously taken interest in the wrong girl. Did he think she was one of the whores that he took to bed every night? If so, he was in for a rude awakening.

Adrian watched Melissa approach the throne slowly with hungry eyes.

Her dress was thin enough to see the outline so her body but thick enough to leave much to imagination. It also clung to her body enhancing her curves.

Adrian almost drooled.

"Your Highness" Melissa's soft voice floated through the room as she gracefully curtseyed.

"You may rise" Adrian said quickly, clearing his throat.

"I came to address the issues with my clan" Melissa started. Adrian only nodded and signaled with his hand for her to continue.

"We are not getting our payments for our services. We protect the castle from other deadly creatures and cast spells for you or any royal persons command in repayment for food shelter clothes and all the necessities we need to survive. Especially witch dust that we need to consume to help our powers grow. Also, our kind is also being hunted down by the night crawlers, and you continue to do nothing about it. We have send various messages to the castle begging for help yet gathered no attention." Mellissa finished with a glare.

Adrian merely cocked his head to the side, "and how does this concern me?"

Melissa looked taken aback. Then her whole face lit up in rage. "How does this concern you?" she scoffed. Making several servants heads turn to her. They were all so shocked that she was speaking to the king that way. Her head could be sliced off in mere seconds for the disrespect.

"I think that's enough-" Damascus tried to cut in, he didn't know what Adrian's mood was and he definitely didn't want this girl getting killed.

"No" Melissa replied quickly, cutting Damascus off. "I am the head priestess of the Silverstone clan. I traveled all the way to the castle to beg the King for help and yet he shows no interest. Well, your highness, if you refuse to help the clan we will withdraw all our protection spells from the palace"

Adrian only looked amused, cutting an apple with his knife before slipping it into his mouth, "is that your poor excuse of a threat?"

Melissa let a small smirk slip onto her face, her eyes slowly turning purple as her powers threatened to come out, "you underestimate us"

Adrian laughed, leaning back into his throne, "withdraw your spells and I will have your clan slaughtered and get another clan to take your place, you should be grateful your clan was the one even appointed to lay protection spells on the palace"

Melissa could feel her powers sizzling through her veins, she wanted nothing more than to lash out at the king but she knew it was pointless, because her own clan had cast spells around this room that prevented her from doing that. Also the king was a hybrid. The blood of the first vampires and werewolf ran through his veins along with his mothers who was also a half faerie half sorceress.

King Adrian was practically immune to her powers.

And far more dangerous than he let on.

Well, if he ever learnt how to use his powers.

"So I presume you are not going to help my clan?" she finally sked with a sigh.

Adrian twirled his knife in his hands, looking thoughtful. "I may, on one condition..."

Melissa did not like the sound of that but she knew this was the only way she was going to get what she wanted, "and what is this condition, if I may ask?"

King Adrian smirked, "I take you to bed this night"

Melissa gasped from shock at how crude that sentence was.

Damascus also glared hard, "Your highness that is highly inappropriate."

"Well, good thing I didn't ask for your opinion" Adrian snapped, glaring at Damascus.

Damascus bit his lip to prevent profanities from spilling out. What kind of leader requested that from someone begging for help? Adrian disgusted Damascus to his core, he could feel bile rise up his throat.

Melissa felt confused, violated and helpless.

She had thought of many possibilities this conversation could have led to but this never crossed her mind. The king was even viler than she thought. "I guess I'll take my leave then" she spat her voice dripping with disgust. "I'd rather die than ever lay with you, your highness."

Adrian smiled, he had actually been trying to test her, see if she was like the other whores that would do sleep with any man to get what they wanted. But she wasn't. She was strong willed and Adrian had already made the decision that he wanted her as his queen but he was going to still mess with her mind.

"And what makes you think I'll let you leave this room now that I want you?" he asked cockily.

Melissa began to panic, she knew she couldn't use her powers in this room so if he actually decided to trap her here she would he helpless against him. "You wouldn't." she whispered a little tremble in her voice. She looked around for Damascus but he had left a while ago. She was alone in the throne room with him now. Only a few servants and guards standing beside the throne.

King Adrian smirked. His full lips cocking up into a spiteful smile, "you think you can run?" he asked mockingly, twirling his knife expertly with his fingers. "You think you're better than all the girls that helplessly throw themselves at me?"

Melissa took in a deep breath, glaring at him with unwavering confidence. "I'll never give into you" she stated firmly, "you can break my body, but you would never break my mind"

King Adrian's smirk only widened, "we'll see. I'll only help you on the condition that you return in three days.....and become my queen"