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XENDAYA. My heart is pounding as I stare at him. Nefzaan… I’m seeing Agnarr in a different light, but there are still so many questions… He braces his hands on the table on either side of me, caging me between them as he watches me, his head tilted. I notice the blood that is trickling down his chest, but he is unbothered by it. “Then… how are you alive?” I ask quietly. Did Nefzaan somehow not realise he had a brother or what? But the way he told the story was as if he experienced everything himself… Especially the murder of his sisters and mother. Agnarr smirks as he glances up at the mighty chains, but it’s just a movement of his face. There is no humour in his expression and for the first time, his crystal gem-like eyes are clouded. Shadowed by the memories of a time long past… “That is where we come to now… I was unable to protect anyone, overpowered and defeated, but something protected me. I don’t know how, but when Nefzaan tried to kill me, he could not do so.” He says qu
AGNARR. Her eyes turn a brilliant green and her entire posture changes as she presses her breasts together. Her eyes stuck on my pants. But her strong aura is what makes me entirely sure something isn’t quite right. Is she planning to try to attack my cock? It must be, or why else is she acting so deviously? There is no way she actually would be so inviting. I pull my pants down, my eyes on her as she purrs the moment she sees my dick and my eyebrows shoot up. That is not my little viper… “You are her wolf,” I state with intrigue as I step out of my blood-soaked pants and pull on the clean pair. She looks up at me reluctantly, her large eyes blinking innocently, and she shakes her head. “I’m Xenie.” She says, in a voice I’ve heard only once before. The lollipop comment. “Of course,” I say as I zip up my pants. I can smell a lie. “Oh, you don’t need to put it away.” She purrs, her eyes coated with a look I have seen in the eyes of countless women. I smirk as I walk over to h
XENDAYA. It’s the following day and last night I possibly slept better than any other day before. The sun is burning through the window; the heatwaves rippling in the air, but I’m getting used to it. I have just showered and decide to keep my hair down today as I apply my makeup, sticking to some eyeliner and lipstick. Going for a deep red today. I feel a little sexy today, so I run my fingers through my locks, smoothing them back. Shayara is on time out and I am not speaking to her for humiliating me in front of that arrogant man! Yes, she apologised, but it’s not so easy to simply say sorry after all that. I have given her control at times, but to push forward? No. I’m still angry. I’m absolutely annoyed! Yet… despite the mortification of her actions, the story he told me has left an impact on me. There is a personality behind the cruelty and rage. If only he wasn’t so despicable. I slip on the gold and grey blue crop top, part of the outfit I had selected today. It pairs with
AGNARR. There is a fine line between showing I am interested in someone and being a little too intrigued, but I want Aslantha to know she is replaceable. Just like almost everyone is. I squeeze her ass and her eyes flash as she adjusts her position away from my cock. What a prude she is. “Let us dine,” I say, my gaze dipping on her fine breasts that are in perfect view. They are fine indeed. I want to fuck her, and I’m tempted to take her out of here and do just that… but it’s probably because I did not fuck last night. I need my daily dose of sex. She still annoys me even if I want to spread her legs and even now, she is giving me a glare as if she wishes to de-scale me inch by inch… I pull her plate closer as a slave places a plate of food before me. Xendaya slowly shifts on my right thigh, but with such a voluptuous behind, she is still pressing against my cock. “You are rather enjoyable to have on my lap,” I whisper into her ear. She turns her face towards me but seems to h
XENDAYA. That was something I did not need to witness… I was partially worried that he’d do something to hurt her, but at the same time, I didn’t know why I even came to check. If I intervened, he would have just attacked me… I don’t even know why it affected me. She is also his wife. His first wife. I’m the second one here… ‘How dare he!’ Shayara growls. I don’t have the energy to argue with her, not when she was team Dragon Dick up until now. ‘You are in time out, remember?’ I say before I shut her off, just wanting some peace in my mind. The fortress suddenly feels too small, and I change course, heading towards the exit of the castle. There are guards stationed here and there, but no one stops me. I’m almost at the front door, the moans and screams of the queen following me. They make me sick. I’m not sure what he is trying to prove, but she sounds like she’s in equal pain and ecstasy. He has no shame… these people are barbaric! I exhale, refusing to get worked up over scu
XENDAYA. We returned to the castle, and I first have a bath. I didn’t realise just how hot it was until I was bathing in the cool water of my bath. I didn’t take too long knowing Agnarr was on his way, and I didn’t want him to come in here whilst I was naked. I get dressed quickly and when I have just finished getting dressed, and Yorna has finished fussing with me, I sense his presence. I frown slightly, remembering what I saw earlier. If he wanted to make her jealous, then he shouldn’t have used me in that attempt. I don’t know what is going on between them, but they clearly like one another. I remain sitting, deciding I’ll also ask if he knows where the pouch Mom gave me is. Surely someone must know, and I don’t think anything gets past him. ‘You are looking for a fight.’ Shayara says. She’s silent and I’m grateful for it, but I know she is a little disheartened. ‘No, I am not. I simply want to know where the little package Mom gave me is.’ The door opens and there he stand
XENDAYA. I pull open the pouch and take out the little cloth-wrapped item inside. What is this? I’m not sure it’s been opened, as it’s still bound tightly with the string, but I’m sure he must have examined it. I doubt he’d just give me something without checking. He doesn’t trust me, and I don’t blame him for it, because I do hate him. ‘I hate him too.’ Shayara growls. I don’t know why him fucking Aslantha affected her so much, but it did. Unwrapping the item, I look down on an amulet of some kind. From the style and craftsmanship, I can tell it’s from the Sanguine Empire. It’s a dark antique silver metal wrapped around a ruby diamond in the centre. Flipping it over, I can see the inscriptions on the back. I read the words. Mom made sure we knew this language. An amulet that is said to grant a level of protection to the wearer. I smile softly. For Mom to give me this, just shows how worried she must have been, she isn’t the type to believe in protective magic or rely on them
AGNARR. The tension in the air is almost visible as the guests pour into my fortress throughout the afternoon. Perhaps they are here to find the weaknesses in my walls, or maybe they will try to attack me in my own home. Who knows? Surely one or two will betray me and I will betray a few, too. That is how things work. They are searched upon entry, but we all know there are many ways to achieve what we need to without the help of weapons, poisons or spells. They are all from different tribes, from all across the kingdom and of different elements. “King Agnarr, or as you are now called outside your lands, The Outlaw King.” Haizhar, an earth-dragon of one of the bordering lands, says as he greets me with a hug. “I am called many names. It is hard to keep up,” I reply as I sit back on my throne. He chuckles, taking a seat opposite me. The leaders of the tribes sit at my table, whilst their men join mine on the long tables below. To the side, there’s a group of entertainers, men si