A King And A Witch

"Your Majesty, a witch by the name of Cordelia had asked to speak with you," a messenger informed the man who stood before him, facing the glass window. 

The rain was pouring down outside as thunder and lightning lit the sky. The man had a strong build, large frame, wearing a long fur cape. He turned his head slightly to see the messenger cowering in fear. 

"A witch?" he asked, "And you let her in?" 

His voice was filled with threat and anger. 

"She… she was persuasive… my King," the messenger explained. 

The King threw his wine glass at the messenger, narrowly missing him on the head. The wine glass shattered into shards as the sound reverberated throughout the entire room. 

"Can none of you do your job properly?!" He roared.