The King's Maiden
Like he knew more than everyone else; like he knew he was capable of devouring anyone at any time.
“It depends on which one of them.” He moves his red cane around. “Vampires? No, I’m not one of them. Werewolves? Ew, God forbid. I hate Lucian City; the Lycan kingdom repulses me.” He is dramatic as usual, acting like he’s high on drugs. “Those tiny Cyclopes and fairies, ogres, and goblins— well, even you can see I’m not one of them. So, tell me, Nobi,” he says, dragging his words. He leans forward, placing his hands on both sides of my chair. “Who do you think I am?”
I pull my head back, repulsed by his scent. He notices my reactions towards him, and moves closer, his eyes blazing with amuseme
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