Chapter 40: Harem
"I want you to keep an eye on that knight...report to me his every movement every single step he takes his every breath".
"Yes your imperial majesty!"the royal assassin kneeling in front of him responded.
Dressed in black clothes over a black mask, his face had never been raised since he appeared.
"If you get caught you must take your own life...for they will do the same after getting information from you so do not fidget and do it...if you value your life then don't get caught".
Tyran stretched out a hand,letting tons of magic energy flow out of him into the assassin.
Every demon in Delvin was short on magic energy he knew and this assassin would be needing this Incase he had to face off with that knight,a knight Tyran knew was almost if not on the same magic level with Gerald.
If this assassin does his job properly the knight might lead him straight to dark and other accomplainces who had killed Fiona and we're after his son.
"The hunt...you must go with us and must pretend to be a knight... If the knight ever spilts from the rest of us I will split you with his group".
Tyran withdrew his hand and watched as the assassin vanished from sight.
Originally he wasn't to trust anyone with any one with information concerning his investigation of Fiona's death or the imperial prince but at times like this,the royal assassins were the best option to back him up with his investigation.
None of the kings had connections with them none ever met them except Gerald and just once.
They were highly trained demons on the same magic level with most chief knights whose activities were kept secretly for Tyran's ears alone,not the kind of demons you might meet walking along the streets.
Even their faces unknown to the general's who trained them.
Tyran used them for assassinations and his dirty underground jobs,that was what they were trained for and what they lived for.
Suddenly king Max's voice popped up in his head.
"Your imperial majesty are you free?"
"Why yes...for now,what ailes thee?"
"Just a little chatter with his imperial majesty...I won't take long".
Tyran laughed
"You may come by Max".
In a few minutes time the door swung open and king max came in.
Tyran grinned widely on seeing him.
"I take it you were already closeby"
"Not really your imperial majesty...what are wings for?"
King max sunk in to the bed next to Tyran that their bodies brushed against each other then he placed a hand over his shoulder and pulled Tyran even closer, almost squeezing him.
"Hey...hey am still tender let go of me"said the emperor as he tried to pull away.
"Been a while since we last played as young lads"
"It should be a while as we are no longer lads"Tyran pulled his self free as he let out a soft chuckle.
King Maxmillian laughed and looked into his eyes.
"Good Radiance...good to see your bright genuine smile after such a long time".
"What do you mean Maxmillian?I do smile".
King Maxmillian raised a finger and vigorously shook his head.
"An ingenuie smile is not seen as one".
King max placed a hand to his chest."It's not from here"
"What...King Maxmillian...Art thou here to give me lessons on smiles and frowns?"
"Your imperial majesty I have pleaded with you severally... minutes ago I thought you finally stopped doing this but now I am unconvinced...I have pleaded with you to not use a tittle when we are alone...Only I can use a tittle for you your majesty not you... Seeing it's only fitting for you to do so if you like in public still you do owe me nothing of such great Emperor".
Tyran moved away from him to get a good view of his face still wearing a smile over the dark brown beards that almost tented his lips.
"Your imperial majesty take this hair bushes off your face look nice...by god you look a decade older than me with these mushes"King Max bellowed pointing at the beards.
"Since when did you start caring about my looks?"
"I have always cared about you your majesty from the very beginning...that...you do know".
Tyran grew silent and stared up ahead.King maxmillian was right even as boys Maxmillian had always protected him and loved him like a brother that even a single blister on his skin would freek him out...he hated seeing Tyran get hurt.Maxmilian had even once blocked Tyran from a falling tree and had gotten hurt instead.He was left with a huge scar on his abdomen from the impact,a scar for life,a sign of their friendship and his love for him.
Tyran stared at the right side of his abdomen where the scar sat.
Though concealed by the clothing he wore,he could still envision it clearly as clear as the deep wound the branch of the tree had dugged in him that left him with the scar.
Tyran could still remember the pain he felt,the red crimson fluid that gushed out of the wound and tainted the carpet grass below.He had thought he heard one of the healers back then say he would have died if help hadn't arrived early for he had lost too much blood.
It could have been him back there but Max had fallen over him and boldly faced the fallen tree with both arms spread out.
Tyran's gaze drifted from the spot and settled on the mirror ahead,then he stood up and walked towards it.
Suprised at his dishelved looks he quickly pulled out a drawer,took out a cutting tool and began cutting bits of it off.
"Relax your imperial majesty...why not let the royal shavers do their job"King max suggested.
Tyran sighed
"You are right Max I look like horse poop".
He dropped the cutting tool and went back to his spot next to the king.
King max placed a hand on his shoulder and began patting it.
"You must take proper care of yourself your majesty else I do that for you".
"And what would you do?"
King max leaned close and said almost in a whisper.
"Bath you"
Tyran pulled away and grimaced.
"You're insane Max...I never knew but I know now".
King Max laughed and leaned closer again he was so close with a facial expression that made him uncomfortable...even his huge eyes where more buldging now.
Tyran knew that facial expression, maxmillian had one anytime he wanted to say something important.
"Say...your imperial majesty,I have a suggestion for you".
"Let's hear it"
"I was thinking...I don't know how this would sound but I was thinking of forming you a harem".
"What!"
Tyran moved backwards and stared at him disgustingly.
King max raised both hands innocently.
"You must forgive me your imperial majesty it was just a sugg_"
"For what reason would you think I need one?"
"I just feel it would help you heal faster... I already have some women I would suggest you_"
"Cut it out Max...I don't need one"
Tyran said summoning his most gentle tone although what the king had said had irritated him.
A harem of women help him heal?that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard in ages.He had never even thought of getting himself one even before meeting Fiona and although she was gone for months now he still felt her presence around him and still loved her.
"Forgive me your imperial majesty for suggesting such an evil thing"
"It's ok Maxmillian I know you were only after my good...you may leave,I have somewhere to be"Tyran said as he stood to his feet and placed his crown on his head.
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