The King and The Succubus
I spat my words and I could see from the corner of my eyes that Justus and Cato were watching my interaction with their king.
Damn them. Damn them all.
"Wise decision. Justus and Cato will take to your chamber to wait for our ceremony."
"My wings."
"Of course, they too will show you your precious wings."
"Show?"
"Please," the king laughed as if I was demanding something ridiculous. "Don't take me for a fool, you will get your wings back once you're wedded to me." His eyes darken, I could see his predatory expression already and I refused to let myself be judged poorly. I still have my worth, I am still Basilea, and I'm still my own demon.