Chapter 07 • The King Must Die -2
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The red candles in the room sudden blew out. Darkness consumed them. An unnatural wind swirled the surrounding—the sisters instantly dropped their heads, falling unto their knees before Kenneth.
Kenneth's differently colored blue and white eyes suddenly slitted into red snake eye that shined brightly in the dark. His canines grew to an inhuman length as his nails slowly stretched into claws.
Patches of his skin began to colourize into scaly black, spreading across his skin. His tongue slow thinned, slitting at the end seeming like the tongues of two snakes.
He arched his back as his vertebra cracked, tearing his skin to reveal erecting spines that grew into a pair of large batwing, stained with his blood.
His skull cracked, with the anterior part of his head hunching open, growing long six horns; three on each side.
Pits slowly formed below his eyes and cheeks, deepening and opening into a set of six dark red eyes; three each side.
Kenneth's limbs grew longer with each of his transformation, changing his entire anatomy into a skinny hybrid animal disaster. A beast.
Lyzebel and Lamia remained quiet, bowing the heads to the new diabolic creature that stood before them. The creature breathed heavily, drooling blood from the sides of its mouth.
It then spoke, "Lyzebel, report!"
"The deed has been done, master. King Xeron The Fourth has successfully submitted his soul on a gold plate for our mission".
The creature chuckled, "Fool. He fell just like his father fell for Lamia's lustful delicacy the night before Lyzebel's wedding".
Lamia smiled proudly, bowing, "Thank you, master".
"It is almost midnight. His death is very near".
"Yes, master", Lyzebel nodded.
It then exhaled, "His death will be a gate way to gathering the other four kingdoms. But! Mind you, it doesn't come easy, you will have to put in efforts with the individuals in power".
The sisters nodded.
"Lyzebel. Greed, pride, wrath and envy, I am placing three kingdoms under you. Slitherwit, the vampire empire, Sunndrom, the human kingdom and Thembelo, the dragon and reptile kingdom".
"Thank you, master".
"Lamia. Glutton, lust and slot, I am placing just one kingdom under you. Reddine, the marine empire. I am sure those fish brains are worth no stress brainwashing".
Lamia nodded.
Lamia was not at all offended to be given just a kingdom—Lyzebel had always been the power hungry animal between them; she was best with politics and manipulation. And again, Lamia was too lazy to take more than one land. The one empire already seemed too stressful for her—but she would still have to do it.
At least merman were better in bed than humans, she smirked internally.
But suddenly she remembered something; there was something else she wanted as well.
"Master?" Lamia bowed.
"What?"
"I wish to request an exchange".
"Exchange? What and why?"
"I wish to exchange my assigned kingdom with Sunndrom".
"And why is that?"
Lamia took a deep breath, "Master, I have already planned an excellent technique to create chaos in the Sunndrom Kingdom, enough to make them come kneeling to our kingdom".
"Oh really? That is very much unlikely of you. Did you perhaps sleep with one of my intelligent demons while I was away?" The creature chuckled.
Lamia blushed, "No, master. But the plan I have will not only create a great shock for Sunndrom, but also the Vampire empire, Slitherwit".
"Is that so?"
"Yes, master. I swear to you this will be enough. In less than two nights, those Kingdoms will never be the same again".
"Hm", the creature remained silent for a while then nodded. "Very well. Lyzebel?"
"Yes, master?"
"Take the other two, leave the other two for Lamia. But! Keep an eye on her activities so she does not create a mess that delays our plans".
"Yes, master".
"Good. Kenneth will inform you of any more instructions".
The sister bowed. And with their last bow, the beast before them slowly began to shrink back into its human host, Kenneth.
The women didn't raise their heads till their master was completely gone. Flames suddenly lit the candle. The sisters then looked up at the man panting on his knees.
Kenneth looked up tiredly, with his long red hair now stained with his own blood. Lamia and Lyzebel pulled their eyes away from him to themselves.
Lyzebel frowned, "What master plan have you constructed enough to carry out two kingdoms in less than two days? Politics is not at all like f*****g and eating!"
Lamia grinned, shaking her head "Soon, big sister. You will see".
Lamia got up without explaining herself and padded out of the dungeon and up the stairs.
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Meanwhile, back upstairs, the party continued to go on as usual, filled with charter and laughter of royalties in the air.
Lyzebel and Lamia returned to the party, interacting with the room of elites like nothing had happened. Lyzebel stood in her husband's arms, talking to the empress of the Reddine empire.
The tall elegant looking woman; dressed in a ornamental traditional aquatic dress, having her long hair reach the floor, with her blue shining eyes staring at them.
Her human form was extremely enchanting and charming, catching the eye of almost every man in the room—even though she was more beautiful in her mermaid form, she was still capable of stealing all the attention of the men and women in the room.
Lyzebel could feel hate and jealousy cloud her mind as she fake smiled at the thousand years old empress of Reddine before her. As the three continued to chat, suddenly King Xeron froze.
He dropped his glass, clutching unto his private region through his pants.
The empress and nearby elites froze in surprise. "Your majesty? Are you okay?" Empress Sirena asked.
"Uh... Yes— yes I am— AH!" He fell on his knees, clutching tightly unto his member between his legs.
An immense pain was striking in his manhood, hurting bitterly for reasons unknown to him. Before he could make another move, the pain returned harder than before.
"AHHHHH!!!" He fell flat on the floor. The crowd surrounded him in panic. Lyzebel knelt next to him, grimacing with a worried look.
Lamia pushed herself through the crowd to stand next to Lyzebel. As Lyzebel tried holding her husband, he screamed in agonizing pain.
"AHHHH!!!"
His member felt like it was set on fire—he screamed insanely, forgetting the crowd surrounding him. He could feel as if blades were tearing his meat, going deeper and deeper with each seconds.
Lyzebel summon the guards, holding her husband with tears in her eyes. "My king, hold on, we will get the—"
He screamed again, shaking and kicking his legs.
The pain between his legs grew worst in very passing seconds, getting too much to handle.
With his manhood still within his pants, blood began the soak the fabric.
Xeron clutched unto himself in tears and agony to the worsening pain. He began kicking and struggling on the floor like a freshwater fish in salt.
Lyzebel struggled to hold him as he continued to scream fidget. With every movement he made more and more blood bled out his member, creating a small pool of blood around him.
The guards attempted to hold him but he only struggled them off senselessly in pain. Lyzebel as a supposed good caring wife; held unto her husband, crying as he strained.
The crowd stared in horror at the goresome and shameless plight his Majesty was going through.
Suddenly he stopped struggling; falling flat unto his back with his eyes wide open.
The crowd stared in silence, contemplating what was about to happen.
Xeron laid on the floor with his hands and lower body soaked in his blood with his eyes frozen open.
It didn't take long for everyone to realize the king was actually dead in their presence.
Tears slipped from Lyzebel's eyes.
She palmed her lips with her hands, screaming in horror.
The entire crowd chattered in confusion and panic.
Lamia; standing next to her crying sister with a believable grimace of grief — glanced subtly at Lord Elliot.
She instantly sighted princess Amber clinching unto the Lord, spooked in horror.
Princess Amber then looked away to turn and hug her fiance, Elliot, burying her face in his chest as she shivering with fear.
Elliot rubbed her back gently to console her from the horror them just witnessed.
Lamia grinned internally.
She grinned deviously at the thought of the chaos that she was soon to cause. She then chuckled, returning her eyes to the king's lifeless body to resume their disheartening charade.
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