Visit
Darren walked in large strides towards the palace throne Room where the king of Varre was discussing with some officials and dignitaries.
He reached the giant double doors with guards on each side, when they saw a stranger they swiftly blocked his path.
He gave them his fake smile and showed them a token that made their faces turn pale and they immediately withdrew.
He walked in, confidence exuding from every step he took towards the throne where the king looked at him with an unreadable expression on his face.
He waved his hands and all the officials stood up, bowed and left one by one till it was just them two in the large hall.
"Speak"
The king said while trying to hide his displeasure.
'I should've expected this, that devil can't sit still without stirring trouble'
"Your majesty"
Darren bowed with hint of sarcasm exuding from it.
"I believe you already know what prompted my visit, Ciaran would've graced you with his presence, but as you know he is a very busy one...."
'busy waiting as you plan your own demise'
He completed in his thoughts
"...and as a very good friend that I am I thought I should carry out this important task of meeting your majesty. Well he said I should relay these exact words to you....'Be warned old man'.... Oh, and he took care of those officials you sent to make sure he stays in check and completes his tasks flawlessly.
I must say, we are very grateful for your kindness, and don't worry about them because they are in a very peaceful and comfortable place resting, you'll get to see them soon and hear their reports.
Hmmm, I must take my leave now as I s getting late. I'll be in my chambers if you need anything your majesty ".
He said all those words while looking into the king's eyes and he was sure the king got the message clearly.
He smirked and turned around without blowing, he only took three steps before he paused. And without turning around he said
"On and Ciaran can't make it on the first day of your party, you know he loves parties but it can't be helped.
I'll be on my way now old man"
He walked out in the same confidence leaving the king alone in the room.
Once the door shut behind him...
"Ahhhhh.... Those motherfuckers, how dare he".
The king yelled in anger....using his fists to pound furiously on the armrest of his chair.
"Caleb!"
He called loudly.
And someone emerged from the shadows beside him, even if you looked there before you wouldn't know anyone was there.
It was the king's personal knight.
"Make sure to keep an eye on him, get me that witch, I would like to speak with her"
He ordered, and the strong knight bowed deeply and left.
'just because you're a devil doesn't mean you won't suffer for your sins, I will put you in your place Ciaran'.
He thought sinisterly though his expression was back to that unreadable mask he always wore.