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[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla nods and cutsies faintly as she stands, smiling at him and murmuring," Yes, my love," she glances at the old man once more before signalling quietly for a priest before joinin David on the veranda,"... What is your will, my love?" She asks quietly, at least here she didn't have to force a smile and wave to the crowd like some kind of peice of machinery... 'Queen' equaled 'Slave' to her now

[~echo~]

He hesitated for a few minutes. "My will? My will is to crush the will of the Inferiors and destroy their little rebellion," he said with anger in his voice.

[CrimsonMoon]

"..." She gazes at him for a moment and murmurs," So this is your revenge? For what?" She whispers and turns away, walking back into the room and past the crowded Master's, out te door and into the hallways where she could only hide her tears by covering her face with er hands

[~echo~]

David didn't turn his face to watch her go but his jaw tightened, anger flashing through his eyes. Filthy Inferiors didn't even deserve to share his world. His world.

[CrimsonMoon]

She walks down the halls, stumbling once before starting to run... Dallas, she had to find Dallas...!

[~echo~]

Unfortunately for her, Dallas had been transferred back to te headquarters.

[~echo~]

Bump

[CrimsonMoon]

Being unable to find Dallas, she stumbles blindly through the halls until she finds her room, collapsing into the plush bed. She had no more tears to shed... Slowly... Slowly a horrible realization hit her.

Ayla would become Queen next to him... Probably history's potentially most brutal king... She would have his children, she would watch them grow up to be ferocious and spoiled and she could do nothing... Nothing to stop it... E-except...

The thought brough tears to her eyes, it was that or kill him..

[~echo~]

David looked over his people, already planning his next moves. He really didn't care what happened with his wife because he knew that either way, the Inferiors would die.

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

Late that night, there was a soft knock on David's door, as was custom the King and Queen usually slept seperately... The full moon shined through the window of his room, small shadows caused by those large warships hanging over the sky like great leviathans...

The soft knocking camp again

[~echo~]

The new king was, predictably, not asleep and sighed softly as he lay in his large, king-sized bed. "Who is there?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" It's me," Ayla calls softly, pressing against the door slightly to listen," May I come in my King... I-I'm... Scared," she murmurs the last words in a somewhat quavering voice

[~echo~]

The king stood, bare from the waist up. "Enter," he said quietly, rolling his eyes.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla comes in, quietly closing the door behind her before pressing her back against it, she wore the usual night dress and gazes at him with teary eyes but forces a smile," David... I-..." She trails off and looks away from him

[~echo~]

David looked at her, his eyes hard. "What? What's wrong?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" David... I-I want children," she blurts suddenly, staringg at her feet, her platinum blonde hair hiding her face as she chewed on her lip

[~echo~]

David's eyes narrowed slightly. "We do need children. I need an heir."

[CrimsonMoon]

" That's why..." She glances at him after pausing and whispers," Let's have children... Please..."

[~echo~]

David's eyes gained a feral look and he crossed the room in two long strides, gripping the back of her neck while his lips attacked hers.

[CrimsonMoon]

Ayla seems suprised at his ferocity, immediately having to press against the door to keep her balance, her blue eyes widen with sudden fear and confusion but she hesitantly wraps her arms around him as if afraid she would do something wrong