BETROTHED TO THE DEMON KING

Ducan's P.o.v I sat on my huge silver throne reluctantly with my legs crossed listening to my generals' suggestions with interest. Everything was going smoothly and beautifully in my kingdom that I would say. Despite the humans still fearing us and other lame losers trying to have passage to my kingdom all in the name of becoming heroes, we were still in control. For three thousand years, I governed my kind with alter most discipline and restriction. My mother was a humble Human being while my father was a cruel demon lord. Due to past calamity in the human world, the human elders called upon the help of my father. In exchange for his help, they offered my mother to him, who by then was a blessed maiden. A blessed maiden was a favoured virgin girl whom the gods granted power and gifts. They were not only unheard of, they were usually born once every thousand years. whoever they gave their body to, he or she acquired significant power no matter what being they were. When my fath

Ducan's p.o.v I stood surrounded by a lot of humans who had come out of their houses to look at me like I was some rare priced jewel. The so-called chief stood next to the warriors and a lady facing me. My hand was clenched in fists and I felt disgusted by them. I couldn't help but remember how their kind brutally murdered my parents. "Judging by the rich fur and expensive kimono you are putting on, you must be a lord, right." The chief asked as I chuckled softly then cleared my throat. "I won't beat around the bush because I see no reason to entertain you pests." I answered seriously. "Pests!" He exclaimed. "Yes, so listen carefully. I am The demon king and I am here to grant you rain and healing. In exchange I want your daughter as my bride." I said simply. The man gave me a sympathetic look before whispering something to the young lady next to him. "I'm so sorry to say this my Lord, but my husband is asking you to leave." The young lady said as I raised a brow. Husband?.

Ducan's p.o.v "Ducan." Ose called loudly outside my chambers. "Enter ." I ordered calmly. He walked in with a labored breath and gave a low bow. "It's about your bride." He said. I snapped my finger getting rid of the files in front of me then sat upright from my bed. "Are you tired of watching her?" I asked seriously. He was ordered by me to watch over her whenever he had time, but he got strangely attached to her easily, not that I cared. His loyalty to me was still unquestionable. "Huh," he muttered under his breath. "What about her?" I asked not paying attention to his response. "You need to go and claim her now." He said loudly. I huffed in a mocking way then stood up and moved to my huge desk ignoring him. "Ducan don't ignore me!. You really should go and claim her. She's at a marriageable age and she grew up well for a bride. Also, her mother hates and hits her." He said. "We have more pressing matters to attend to, you know?. Like killing all heroes that search f

Ducan's p.o.v I sat on my throne patiently waiting for my so-called human bride to wake up . All the generals and advisers stood in silence with their gaze lowered to the ground. The only ones who were looking at me were the ancient witch and Ose. He had a conflicted expression on his face that was readable. He was dying to know what had happened to the human girl, obviously because I was in my demon form and she was lying unconscious on the floor. Back at the village I decided to be in my Demon form in order to instill fear in them, because the first time I went in my human form they got disrespectful and doubted who I really was. But now I was in my demon form because I was pissed off. My hate towards the human race was only Intensified after what she had done. I was going to marry her by force and have my way with her to gain power, whether she wanted it or not. "Ah." She whispered in a low tone while she blinked a few times. She moved her hand feeling the cold floor before

Eleanor's p.o.v We approached a huge black door that had symbols on it. When we reached it, it opened by itself. I looked at the dark fairies and noticed how they were now standing still with their heads lowered to the ground. "Aren't you going in with me?" I asked then shivered when a cold breeze swept by. "No." They answered in a low tone as the breeze began getting unbearable. I sighed softly then walked into the room which had a long passage. A few statues which looked like a lion with wings were lined up and the paintings on the walls were scribbling. I ignored them and made a turn because it was the only turn around the passage. A huge bed came into view. On the left side of the bed was a very huge pool and on the right was a big wardrobe and a desk. I looked back at the bed covered in red silky sheets then swallowed hard. Was the room mine?. No, that was impossible. I took a few steps forward and noticed that near the wardrobe there was a door. I slowly moved to it an