Charles smiled with his eyes closed, he sat in his rocking chair, enjoying the expectation. Melisa came while serving darjeeling tea on the table. She knew that her master was rejoicing, it was clear from his face.
He managed to subdue Keith and all the werewolves with his black magic, he also managed to keep Elen on his side after all the atrocities he did. True, Charles is a vile creature and as Keith said, he would not be that noble to end the havoc he had wrought.
"Are you having a sweet dream, Your Majesty?" Melisa asked. Actually she didn't want to wake Charles who rarely had good dreams.
Hearing Melisa speak to him, Charles opened his eyes. He looked at Melisa with his sharp eyes that held a million dark secrets.
"No, just an ordinary dream! Nothing special, Melisa!" Charles smi
