Marceline’s POV
I wake up to the sound of the slight creek of the door, I can hear Footsteps as I pry open my eyes, from my first deep slumber in years, My body is too weak to Stand for itself, even though the temptation of Seeing the dark figure sauntering further into my room creeps in on me, I don’t cave in, but just watch as it enters Until I can finally put a face and name. I take one look and I know, It’s the King, The Feared one of Belrig.
“You’re still awake human”. He says with a deep gruff voice as his light blue eyes stare down at me, undressingly.
I yawn out of nature as I try to sit up, Though it pains me to try, I was in the presence of a king, one who undeniably just saved my life.
“Rest Human, You are in pain, and I wouldn’t be long”. He said dismissively as I lay ba
