KING AT 'THEIR' COST.

CHAPTER THREE

"Darling... would you look at this?, a special invitation to an impromptu royal get together party..." Arthur shoved the letter in her face, Sakïa gritted her teeth "Stop that!" she spat, "And don't call me darling EVER..." Arthur chuckled "Today you'll have to look a little prettier than you normally do..." he lovingly leaned on her, from the standing position he had assumed, she brushed him off "Come to think of it... you didn't knock before entering my room...get out!" Arthur feigned hurtfulness, "But everything is going so according to plan... I'll introduce you to them as my wife, then I'll give them a shocker tomorrow..." Sakïa, nodded uninterested, as she proceeded to continue the book she was reading, Arthur sighed, he turned around to see how much his own room had changed, there was now pink everywhere, he sighed again, "How many other games will I have to play to faze her even more?" he mumbled to himself "... you're through right?, get out then...", Arthur nodded obediently, as he dejectedly walked out, an idea dropped in his head, and he gasped out of excitement "I'll be back before tonight... I'm going to get our other partner.." Sakïa shrugged, he smiled slyly, just before exiting he turned to Sakïa "If I don't make it...get your boys to fetch me... or my body that is... I'll be at the Dark Hoarde..." he walked out, it was a minute before Sakïa finally assimilated his statements...she jerked up and ran out of the room to stop him "YOU STUPID... STUPID ROYAL DOG!" she shrieked into the empty hallway, a group of hefty men approached her "Gustav, Loek... get the horses ready... we're off to drag that crazy animal back home..." the men nodded.

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Her black apparel was incidentally not the only factor that made her seem like a shadow, her black hair was the shade of a tinted hell shadow, it had been styled in a neat bun, which appeared communicative enough to indicate she was reserved, her pale skin served a huge contrast to her otherwise entirely noir features, her wide black eyes were beauty crystals, that had pupils of another shade of hazel rouge, her hands were covered, safe for the fingers which were thin and not particularly long, her nose was rather a perfect fit for a perfectly sullen face, and her simple lips were a paradox of dryish moisture, now she bowed before the wooden effigy, and mumbled words, -committal incantations-, the atmosphere solemn, solace dominant was rudely shattered by a bellowing man, "Most Valid Hostess...we found this human snooping around your holy chambers..." She sighed heavily, as she dramatically turned in her kneeling position to face the nuisance, Arthur-Therease was held solid by plenty women dressed in a similar attire as the Most Valid Hostess, Arthur smiled when he observed her attention caught "...I perceive you are a royal... tell me, what dark favour do you need?" Arthur-Therease chuckled"You mean I can just come forward with my wish and you'll grant it?" The Most Valid Hostess had a straight expression all along, now she smiled slightly "You are very young to ask such a question, of course it all depends on what you are willing to bargain and sacrifice...", Arthur nodded"And you are a millennium old experienced witch whom I would love to pamper...." The Most Valid Hostess flinched "...yes but why the flatter?" Her previously cold voice became rather full of warm curiosity, as her pale skin flared fiery red, the other women gradually released Arthur, "How about this wish?…I'd really wish to marry you", Most Valid, gulped in blushing "That's rather sudden..." was all she muttered"Three souls and an experience of a lifetime....marry me and make me king, Most Valid Hostess..." by now the other women, were second handedly fazed, "Do you boy...think marriage is a joke?...to care for a woman, a little thing?" Arthur chuckled as he approached her, he crossed the mini boundary, the room was dark and small and the boundary was a unique skeleton structure "...d... don't come nearer..." She instructed as she threateningly arose her arms, Arthur gently embraced her "Have you ever felt this warmth?... don't worry...I am capable of caring for you, I am already caring for another wife...so rest assured... my love is ample for both of you..." And now the witch became aware that it was not just about the souls reward, she would surely enjoy to feel this warmth once more.