* SIR .

❛ Seems as though I have taken your . . . king - viewing virginity ? ❜ 

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            Unlike some people, Poet could go on and on, drawling about his miseries, he folded his arms across his chest with a small shrug of his shoulders. Perhaps, the boy that stood before him wasn't that bad, ❛ who are you ? ❜ the King spoke with a strong voice, one that was strengthened over the years of screaming and raising his voice at the rebellious. Poet Devils leaned forwards with a light laugh, ❛ don't apologize for what you have not caused. ❜ 

❛ My son was assassinated by some bedridden peasant - and I've been diagnosed with some sort of disease, one that looks a lot like a human's bone - cancer, but feels different, ❜ Poet sighed quietly. The man smoothed his blond hair back, ❛ I've  been the king of some sort of alternative universe for thousand/s/ of years, ❜ he spoke with a grimace. The boy hadn't heard his name before now ? with a Scott and a roll of his eyes, he spoke lowly, ❛ do me a favor, do not call me darling.❜ 

❛ King Poet Devils, ❜ the man mused enthusiastically, why wouldn't he be? They were talking about HIM, of course he was enthusiastic. Poet leaned forwards, a dark grin gracing his features, ❛ and who are you ? ❜

❛ I like the image of you choking on your own blood and bile, ❜ Poet continued, ❛ who are you ? ❜

@fuckingtyrant Loki grinned and smirked at Poet. "But I love the way it sounds, darling..."

❛ Do not call me such a thing - ❜ Poet groaned, ❛ but, ah, you're welcome. ❜