Seraphina

"The princess!?" The King of Talari barged in when Tomik didn't answer after 5 knocks. He was wearing nearly the same thing as Tomik, a royal jacket of deep purple, but with extra badges and chains indicating years more worth of battles in comparison. He had black trousers and black boots and of course a golden crown with Amethysts embedded in it. 

 Even though Tomik was not of his own blood, he had vowed to Manidex to care for him as his own. So, when he had heard the princess was in the kingdom, let alone the castle, he couldn't help but to make sure his adopted son was fine. 

He wouldn't know what to do exactly if Lola Lovette was attacking him, but he wanted to believe he would be able to do something that would spare his prince. 

He was still getting used to the idea that the princes no longer wanted to kill Lola; Instead, the princes wanted to kill each other, which he didn't want to accept since it meant even more danger; only each other were in their way this time. 

Lola quickly covered herself by ripping up the blankets from Tomik's bed. She may be hypersexual since coming into the world, but she still had enough sense to not show everything off to everyone. 

Tomik didn't bother to cover himself up, instead, he threw Lola to the side before getting out of bed, completely naked and having no shame as he readily showed his dick haphazardly. 

"It better be important," he walked over to a door on the side of his wall next to where his father was standing, only a short distance from his bed. Upon opening it, he took a moment to take in the view; a large closet of clothes from years and years' worth of purchases. "Do I have wedding attire?" 

The King looked at the princess, who was still eyeing him while covering herself with the blankets in his son's bed, then at his son who was standing naked in the doorway of his closet. "I had gotten word the princess of Astria was-" 

"What of her?" He looked over his shoulder at his much shorter father, though making no attempt to cover himself quite yet. 

"Is she truly not a threat anymore?" 

Tomik turned to his father, his father looking away as the prince still wasn't dressed. "You kill enemies. Not fuck them. She is only a threat to me if she chooses not to take my hand." 

The King bowed to him, "my apologies." Even though he held the title of King, he still knew his place on the totem pole when it comes down to business. 

The army would rather follow a dragon that fights alongside them than a King that sits back and watches. 

"It's nice to meet you," Lola tried to chime in, her voice cheery and welcoming as she had taken the opportunity of them conversing to redress herself. "I promise I have no plans to kill anyone innocent." 

The King grimaced at her, "plenty of our enemies have said the same thing." He turned back to the prince. "Your princess may join us for dinner," and as he went to leave, he saw the body of the man on the balcony. "I'll send someone to fetch him." 

"Be sure they save as much as they can for wine, please." Tomik requested, walking into his closet to find something to wear. 

The King chuffed as he left, closing the door to leave the royals to their privacy once more. 

"I appreciate the offer, Tomik, but I need to visit Lutaria yet. I'm expected for dinner there." She summoned her wings, giving them a couple flaps for good measure. "I must learn a little bit about each Island if I'm to rule them all." 

Saying it made it a more realistic for her, and she was hoping it was just as easy to do than it was to say. 

"Do as you must..." his voice got low, and his voice carried a tearful tone. "But I can guarantee your demise if I'm not chosen as your King." 

Lola wasn't scared however. Ignoring his threats, she walked out to the balcony with Tomik sitting on his couch pretending to not watch her get ready to leave. 

"I'll see you soon, Prince of Manidex." Lola winked, as she flapped her wings a couple times with enough force to lift her from the ground. 

She knew better than to believe Tomik's threats had any substance to them. Even if he were to try to attempt her life, she will always have a King to help with her protection. 

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Raiden was in the kitchen. Not because he was eating, but because he wanted to cook for his love. He had always tried to appear tough, which he was indeed the strongest, but he had a secret only the castle knew. 

His love of the kitchen; Often he would prepare meals for the servants instead of the other way around. 

He wasn't aware Lola was coming from Talari, but he had to assume she was coming from one of the other's islands. He understood her ultimate goal, he had just hoped he was a part of it. 

"So, the princess is not of this world, my King?" A servant who was awaiting on him only a few feet away asked. They often referred to him as king because he considered himself to be. He could kill the one with the title at any time if needed. 

"Unfortunately. If it weren't for this inconvenience then I would already have the world in my grasp. Now I have to rely on a foreign princess to pick me as her mate." He plated some before handing a serving to his servant. 

"What of me?" The servant asked, her voice softening as she sounded as if she wanted to weep. She had short brown hair that outlined her face, ending at her jawline. She had a scar across her face from Raiden himself, but luckily not affecting the vision of her hazel eyes. 

She wasn't only his servant. But his lover. A lover he was still intimate with and planned to be for an unforeseeable amount of time. Even if he was picked as Lola's King. 

"I will continue to be with you for as long as I'm alive, Seraphina," he whispered to her as he made himself a plate, though failing to look at her as he told her. He wanted to be confident, but he felt himself faltering. 

The servant placed her plate back down upon the counter, before approaching him from the back. She wrapped her slim arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. "I love you."