The sound of a gun made the bird chirp as they flew up to the sky. From a very far distance, the sound of gun could be heard.
The Death lord stood at a far distance from the infiltrators who were all tied to a log with a rope opposite him. All the bullet been shot at the five men forehead weren't missed by the Death lord in one shoot.
The Death lord smirked, his target was sure to never survive because he never misses. He heard the footsteps of his men approaching him, one of them gave him a towel to wipe sweat off of his face while he handed his hand gloves to the other man.
"My Lord, we've caught some infiltrators, one from the kingdom of Darkards and the other from the kingdom of Levine. It was a tough battle as two of our men lives were lost," One of the men explained with his head bow.
"Cyprus, they lost their lives?" The Death lord asked, his voice low and calm as usual.
"Yes my Lord," the man named Cyprus answered.
"How pathetic. It's good they lost their lives because I would have killed them if they came back to me injured. We do not need weaklings like them guarding the border," The Death lord spoke, clearly irritated by what he just heard.
"Gather some set of men for training, we will have to change the men at the border. In as much as I hate my men being killed by our enemies, I hate weak men too," he spat out.
"Replacing their dick with a vagina would do good," he muttered.
"What should we do to the men?" Cyprus asked. His eyes not meeting the Death lord eyes once, knowing well it was a crime to look into the eyes of the Death lord.
"Leave them for now, I need a release first, call me Diana," he said to cyprus. "Also Cyprus," The Death lord called.
"I'm listening my Lord," Cyprus answered.
"Throw these men in the forest for the vultures to feed on," The Death lord ordered.
"Yes sir," Cyprus answered and walked away, going to do what the Death lord had asked him to.
After taking a nice shower, the Death lord put on his white robe, he walked out of his room to the room he usually fucked his mistresses. Just as the maid saw him walking, they bowed their head, looking at the floor in fear.
They didn't want to make mistake and do something that would cost their lives, asides that the presence of the Death lord oozed fear and made people around him tremble.
As much as the maid feared him, they all still fantasized over him. He was a man who stood at the height of 6'4, with his gorgeous olive skin, well defined jaw and natural black hair, he was the perfect snack with the perfect body.
His nose were pointed and his lips so attractive that all you would want to do was kiss them as soon as you see them. "Greetings, my lord!" They all greeted once they came passed him, not once looking at his face.
He said nothing as usual and walked away.
"He is so sexy!" They exclaimed in whisper.
The Death lord opened the door to the room looking at the gorgeous queen of the south, Diana.
Diana is the governor of lake, popularly know as the south, a place in the kingdom of Narlands. She was often referred to as the governor of the south. She was given that position by the Death lord as she proved her worth by fighting and defeating the enemies in an attack that happened two years ago.
When the southern part of Narlands were attacked surprisingly by the people of Darkards, Diana had gone into a bloody battle with them even though most of her men lives were lost. She reclaimed victory as she conquered the enemies with her relentless spirit.
She was known to be ruthless and strong, she proved to do what many men couldn't and that attracted the Death lord to her.
Although he had no feelings for her, he liked how courageous she was and how she was good at analysing things. She was capable and trust worthy too.
"My Lord!" She was quick to get off the bed as she bowed her head when she saw him enter the room looking strikingly gorgeous as usual.
His presence always changed the atmosphere for Diana in a way she'd think it was about to rain, the breeze would suddenly get chilly, sending shivers down her spine. Diana couldn't be more lucky when the Death lord noticed her finally and had fingered her at the hallway for the first time.
She felt honoured. Although many ladies has been on his bed before, he had never fucked them more than three times and that was if they didn't mess things up in the way.
Any of the ladies that showed feelings during that process was easily discarded and taken to another place entirely but she has done far well in masking her feelings and being mutual with him.
"It's been long Diana," he said as he sat down on the bed. He didn't want to fuck her, he just needed a release, he just needed her to make him cum.
"It's been long indeed my Lord, you suddenly remembered me, so I'm honoured," She said.
"I did not remember you, my dick remembered you and your long throat," he spat out bluntly.
The Death lord was known for being blunt with words and quick with his sword. He'd tell you straight to your face if he wanted to do anything to you as he loved being clear about everything related to him.
Diana felt a tinge of hurt but she masked it with a force smile on her face. She wouldn't ruin her chances with him, she believed one day, he'd fall for her and he'd be hers.
She didn't mind the step she took but she was sure to move gradually until her aim was fulfilled. "My long throat is itching for your super dick, can I have the honour to feel it in me?" She spoke with a baby voice, batting her lashes with a smile on her lip.
"I'm glad you sure know how to spit out words and you know the right words to spit out," The Death lord said amazed by the way Diana always knew the right words to say in his presence.
She knew what they had was nothing, it was just her pleasing her lord and nothing else, reason he always requested for her because unlike the others, she hasn't caught feelings. She knew what it was to get a release and leave it at that.
Feelings wasn't something the house of the Death lord dealt with, when the time was right, they'd get a particular woman pregnant and after giving birth to their child, they'd send her away and train their child all by themselves.
"Strip!" He ordered and in a nanosecond, Diana stripped naked as she pleasure the Death lord till he was satisfied.
Ella looked around like a lost puppy as she wondered where she was to go next in the huge Mansion. She was looking for room 63 for the first ranked people. The first ranked people were the people of higher position who worked with Death lord. She was asked to serve them lunch and she forgot the directions she was given.While she walked around the corridor, she looked around until her eyes met with someone at the opposite end of the corridor clad in white rope and black pants.For a second she was enthralled by the sight of the person before her and couldn't take her eyes off him.The Death Lord looked at the young maid whose eyes met with his but she hadn't taken her eyes off as she was supposed to. Instead she kept looking at him and that baffled him.It was well known to the people of Narlands not to look at the eyes of the Death Lord as it could lead to your death. Everyone knew who he was
"Death lord?" Ella asked wanting to confirm if what she heard was right. She turned to look at the Death lord in front of her.She remembered what she told him earlier; she told him his nickname was bad and had suggested he chose something better not knowing she was speaking to the man himself.Was that why he didn't say anything? She asked herself. She also thought he was deaf and dumb. Her eyes widened in realisation and she felt like collapsing that moment.She has finally come to meet her end by speaking without thinking. No one had trespass and escaped from the clutch of the Death lord without getting killed or loosing a part of their body.Cyprus grabbed Ella arms in an harsh way and she winced in pain. "You bitch! You sure don't know anything at all!" Cyprus spat out."You will surely meet your end! My Lord, what should we do with her?" Cyprus asked.Immidately Ella fel
Once Ella got into her room, she crumbled to the floor as she curled her self, hugging her knees tightly with tears in her eyes.This was the most terrifying day of her life. She had never been in a situation before. She should have known he was of the higher class and ignored him but she was so adamant in making friends as all of the maid were giving her attitude ever since she started working in the royal mansion.She should have known that something was wrong and now she had crossed paths with the Death lord and worse of all, spoken words she shouldn't have to him.Mimi warned her, she warned her not to speak recklessly and to stay to herself alone. This was what Mimi meant and now she understood.She looked at her arms, there were red marks around them, gotten from the ropes they used to tie her to the log. Her wrist was bruised because the wicked man had kicked her so hard.She stiffl
Ella washed the dishes while isolating herself from the others who had shown dislike for her from the first day she started work.As much as she tried not paying attention to them, she couldn't help it as their whispers could be heard and their annoying giggle."The Death lord is a snack, I am so filled now that I took a glimpse of him. He is so sexy!" One of the maids squealed with excitement laced on her tone."You know, I really want to see his eyes, I'm sure they must be adoring," The other maid said.After the incident that happened two days ago, Ella was told the do's and don't of Narlands and one of it was to never look at the eyes of the Death lord.The thought annoyed her, was he a god or what? She was told looking at his eyes was a mean of daring him to do his worse. She was also told to not be caught saying mean things about the Death lord for he was the savior
Ella followed the rest of the maid into the dinning room. She was nervous, she was starting to find it hard to breath.Once they entered the big dinning room with a long table and over 15 chairs surrounding the table, her eyes widened. She had never seen a dinning room this big before with beautiful wallpaper beautifying the room. A chandelier was hunged at far end of the ceiling with unique decorations that were captivating to the eyes.Twitching her eyes, she looked away, gently placing the dishes on the table before the arrival of the Death lord. As soon as they were done, all the maids stood at the side of the room waiting for the Death lord arrival.After some minutes, the humongous door was opened by two guards dressed in their guard attire, then the death lord entered.Silence! Absolute silence!Nothing could be heard not even his footstep. He walked as if he was a ghost, looking at
Ella didn't make an attempt to take her eyes off. She looked at him and for a moment she felt sad for him, he was a monster.He enjoyed killing for a living as if lives could be made so easily. There was no way she'd stay in Narlands for long, she was going to leave after getting her first pay.The Death lord walked away, with the guards following him. The maids soon rushed back to the dinning room to clear the table.Once they were back to the kitchen, they started to gossip. "Lima is gone, just like that?" Cheryl spoke baffled."That suits her, next time she wouldn't misbehave in front of the Death lord and that's if there is a next time," Naomi spat out."That's true, she is always acting as if she was one step ahead of us and giving off that arrogant vibe," Layla seconded.Ella felt disappointed in them, weren't they all gossip partner? They felt no remorse over the de
Stella and Cheryl smirked when they saw Ella walking towards their directions, they had ulterior motives while approaching her.With a fake smile plastered on their face, they walked towards her. "Hi there Ella!" Stella greeted with a fake smile on her face.Ella was taken aback by their approach, neither of them has ever approached her before. She wondered what they wanted from her."Hey," she replied with a force smile on her face."We've been looking for you for a while now. The chief of maids said to give you this curtain. She said to go change the Death lord curtain," Cheryl said."What?!" Ella asked in shock. Going into the room of the Death lord was obviously out of her list. She
Ella thought for some seconds that her ears might be deceiving her. Did the Death lord just ask her to keep him company? Was he really planning to kill her? She thought."Sir...you...I mean keep you...to keep you company?" She asked to make sure she heard right, then she realised she was never to ask the Death lord questions.Before the Death lord could speak, she interrupted him. "I never meant to ask you any question, please forgive me my Lord!" She spat out as fast as she could without stuttering.For a reason the death lord felt the urge to smile, her facial expression turned out to a very lovely sight to watch. He had never found anyone this amusing before without them trying to."Aren't we friends anymore?" He asked her.Ella's eyes widened when she heard what he said. Friends? Was he drunk? She asked within herself.How could she be friends with th