Thread: Royal Arrangement Surprise (Caleb Raines & LingeringDesire)

Varrik , the King of a warring kingdom, had arranged for a stand-in to be sent to his bride's kingdom to act as proxy in his stead for his marriage. It was of course simply because he couldn't be bothered to travel all that way to pick up the chit he was marrying just to return her to his home. Not to mention tonight, their wedding night could not be held with just the girl and him. Princess Sabella who would now arrive in his kingdom and within a week after their wedding night be crowned his Queen was going to have to learn from the start where she truly stood amongst his people, in his life and that like his mother before her, she would simply be Queen in name only. The power the young girl would wield would be quite little in fact, but to Varrik who had seen nearly thirty eight winters, that was perfect for him. While before witnesses in her kingdom she stood and had the proxy ceremony that made her his wife but unknown to those involved he had secreted a small part into the contract that also made her the wife of his younger brother. Davros would of course be free to seek another bride, in their kingdom it was not unheard of for the royals to have more than one, at least until one sat on the throne as King. In fact, Varrik had been wed to three women prior to taking the throne seven years earlier. Knowing of the arrangement his father had made for him and the extent of it's importance, he had set aside his three wives, though still used them for his pleasure when he wished to. That of course was kept quiet, it was actually imperative that no one learned he had been wed prior or that his wives were still around. Well, it had been. Now that his young queen was legally bound to him it didn't matter anymore. When the girl arrived earlier in the night, he had ordered her settled into her chambers which were connected to his with ease but also had secret entrances so Davros could join them. He had not gone to greet her, one of his advisors had gone in his stead and informed her that her husband would greet her tonight in her chamber as he was quite busy but that he welcomed her to their kingdom, her new home. She would find in her chambers that there was a painting that had been done of her discreetly by one of his artists six months ago. It was the painting he originally used to show Davros what their young queen would look like. Davros of course wouldn't have cared as long as she had a good body which he knew kingdom or not his brother would not have wed some ugly wench. Davros had used the secret passages to spy on his new bride when she arrived, he could not wait to take her sweet little body. He waited until the usual time his older brother entered the private solar where he met with him. After their discussion he returned to his waiting place. Having seen nearly twenty six summers it was sometimes hard to tell when they stood near who was elder and who was younger. Tonight however, as Varrik requested Davros had shaved most of his facial hair on the only side of his face that had it. The other side was covered by a steel face plate that was set to perfectly shield the scars without needing to cover that side of his lips, nose or his eye. He would never forget the manner for the scar or what led up to it. If his father had not made those responsible pay at the time, he would have. He rarely was seen by any within the palace unless he wished to be seen or his brother had need of him, the passages of the palace were instead just as much his play area as they had been when he was young and Varrik had still played games young boys played. Now he just used them for other things, like now as he looked into the chamber where his bride prepared for their wedding night. He watched her discreetly through the eyes of her own painting which hung in the perfect place to hide the holes in the stone wall. He was impatient as he watched the palace staff help the girl prepare for her wedding night. The dark urge to go in there, send the staff away and bend her over, slam himself deep inside her with his hand around her throat surfaced clawing at him and it was only his promise to Varrik that held him back. Soon he told himself, very soon. She would scream for him, he loved the screams, the fear. He hoped she would struggle and give him a reason to punish her. Varrik knew that his brother's patience would wear thin, he had informed the staff seeing to his bride that the second they had finished, one was to inform him immediately. If he left his bride alone too long, Davros may lose the battle with the darkness that was rooted deep inside him. Not that Varrik didn't have his own darkness, but he didn't tend to kill his lovers after one night if he was left unchecked, Davros did. The King was quite pleased with his bride's appearance when he had watched her as she arrived. He had always had a special desire for the women with red hair above others. It would explain why two of his three wives prior had been red heads. Of course had either of them managed to give him an heir he would have kept them as wives. This new Queen of his had better give him that needed heir if she failed to do so she would find her position even more terrifying than he was certain she would soon find herself feeling she was.