DemonsPraise

I left after he stated that. Quickly. The damned demon, acting as confident as a wealthy noble. But to me, he was still a dirty, vile, street rat. I paced through the halls, passing millions of portaits of previous rulers. Only stopping to admire the occasional one. I realized I was in the Family Chambers when I heard my father. An idea came to my mind, Father could easily rid me of the wrecthed creature. He was the king, if he could not be-head that monster, then no one could. I neared closer to the Royal Bed Chambers. He was yelling, rather loudly. I could hear him in his and Mother's room. I could only make out a few words as I eavesdrop

The rest of my day went unexpectedly well, which only made me increasingly frustrated. I had hoped at least one of the servants had done the many, well perfected chores around the castle, sadly they had all repeated the same thing, "Sorry, Your Higness. Your new sevant had done the chore." I had gotten too frustrated, and in my rage, I had banned a rather old maid from the castle. I'm sure a noble would pick her up off the streets, for have working in this home. Or maybe not, who knows? I felt no shame, nor regret, as I was too blinded my stinging anger. How dare that... that thing, touch and arrange the royal home. I ran my fingers through

I looked to the voice. It was as smooth as the Lord's, and twice as charming. but this time, I stood my ground, as I knew not to trust this time. In a veil of shadows, you could barely make out a dark throne, and someone sitting in it. I took a step back, wary of this... thing. "Who are you?" I asked, defensive. He chuckled at me. "I am whoever you want me to be." He responded dirsturbingly calm. I stared into the darkness, hoping I was at least looking this... thing in the eye. He noticedd the silence, and spoke, "So you summoned me, that will never change for an eternity, so please may I ask, what is your desire?" I was taken slightly ab

The very moment I could, I walked right out of the school, my brows furrowed into a very confused and angry face. Who did this person think she was? I tried to retrace my steps, thinking of anyone, who was watching me a little too long. Or was in places they shouldn't have been. When no one came into mind, I felt even more frustrated. I gripped the book residing in my palm, furiously. It's content's tainted with my face. I chewed the inside of my cheek, myself attempting to restrain my anger, though it leaked severely. I flipped open the cellular device my 'father' had granted me, and dialed a taxi cab. They answered, and used my polite man

Well, I was right. It was an interesting day. After I took a seat, as far as I could from most of the females, who seemed to irritate me with anything they could think of. I was plauged with notes with hearts on them, and questions upon questions of every tiny thing in my life. I tried to show politeness as much as I could, I was taught to be fair to a lady, yet they make it difficult, and my usual face has turned into somewhat of an anguished war of conflicting emotions. And it got better. Much. I went back to my locker, and it was entirely full of love letters, and telling me to meet people in weird areas, for they had 'Something to tell

Oh, how annoying. Transferring schools is just too much. I rather liked the old one, I was used to it, and everyone left me alone. As I liked. What was so good about Kakakura High anyway? Kakakura had the most natural, and unnatural destruction in Japan. But, there was no point in defying my parent's word, and directing the chauffeur 100 miles from where we are now was too troublesome. "Master Cifer, we are only a few blocks away from your school." The man stated, his british accent distinct. I let out a sigh. I already didn't like this school, their uniforms were too bright. I refused to wear that silly vest, or tie. Only the shirt and

"... and then I was like BAM!" Fionna excitedly shouted, continuing her story of the Ice Giant. We both laughed at her tale. Continuing on our walk through Aaa. We did this often, as we never predicted where we would go, just following where ever our heart's desired. Fi walked close to me, as she did most of the time. I knew her intentions. Our hands would occasionaly brush against eachothers, and she would give me a glance to see my reaction. I simply smiled, her hand was small and warm against my own. Instantly, she would blush, and it was hard to resist how adorable it was. I admit, Fionna has grown on me. After 2 years, anyone would'

"Hey Mar..." She mumbled into my shoulder. I held my ax bass in hand, strumming the cords lightly to a lullaby. I was making an attempt to get Fionna to sleep, but she was too excited that I had decided to stay the night here. I sighed and turned my head to see my girl. "I..." She whsipered, unable to think out her sentance. Her warm cheek found it's place lying lazily against my back. "I want to stay here... with you." She told me. I put the bass on the floor, kicked off my shoes, and laid down ont he bed next to Fi. She nuzzled herself close to me, and I welcomed her warmth. I placed my hand on her golden locks, stroking it playfully. "