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The elf with murder and sadness in his eyes.
The elf I brought into my palace to kill.
“This ends tonight,” I growled, facing the door.
“Majesty?”
Thralls and vampires moved around me, all yelling and begging. The palace sirens wailed to life, screaming bloody murder.
Yes, there would be murder.
I tore after the elf, bypassing my kin, catching up to him in seconds.
“Shit!” he wailed as I slammed him into the wall.
Where did he think he was going? He didn’t know the way through these corridors.
“Fool,” I spoke into his neck, bending his arms behind him.
I dragged him away to kill him in private.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
PARIS
That went well.
Not.
Silvanus threw me onto a ruby floor. My head swam with dizziness from his speed, but that didn’t stop me from getting to my feet.
The crystal dagger came to my right hand, vanishing with a brief scream. But my stakeblade stayed, hungry for death.
Damn that blade. Why wouldn’t it hurt him?
“I’m going to fuck you up!” I roared at him.
A quick scan of the room told me there were no windows and no signs of a door. At least for now.
He circled me, naked, covered in blood. “You killed him.”
Blood. Blood. Blood. The intoxicating blood of my king a full-scale attack dominating my mind.
I pointed my weapon at him, rage like lava. “I’ll kill more! I’ll kill you all!”
Rich and sweet Silvanus blood ran down his muscles, his lips bloody from the kiss he’d shared with Elio. A similar kiss I wanted to plant on him, and a dick I wanted in my mouth.
Look at it. Look at the size of that fucking thing. How many inches? How good would it feel inside either hole, tearing me apart, taking me to paradise?
No fair. No fair. No fair. The blood was mine.
The king continued to circle me. “I can’t let you live.”
“Then kill me.” Yeah, set me free. Set me free. Set me free.
But fuck me first…
I roared, lunging at him. These damn thoughts, this damn lust. It wouldn’t have me. It wouldn’t do this to me. Silvanus was a depraved piece of shit, along with the rest of them.
