Free lily harper 04.5 - the bladesmith by h p mallory

you know how,” she continued as she fell back against the bed and spread her legs wide so I was greeted with her slick, pink flesh. I eyed her femininity before bringing my disinterested gaze back up to her face.
    “Ah want ye tae pack yer things an’ vacate mah kingdom by nightfall. Ah will prepare ah coach tae take ye tae the gates an’ ensure yer safe passage,” I answered, this time not bothering to stifle my yawn.
    She threw her hands down against the bed and slammed her legs together as she sat up and glared at me. “You are serious about this then?”
    “Aye, whit would cause ye tae believe Ah’m nae serious?”
    She shook her head. “You are so callous! You always have been. You are nothing but ice inside. You never truly loved me! I don’t believe you are even capable of loving anyone, save yourself! You are soulless, empty!”
    “Aye, yer correct.”
    She seemed flustered by my admission and did not say anything for a few seconds. Then she began adamantly shaking her head. “I will not leave! You cannot make me! I am the queen!” She raised her voice steadily until she was screaming.
    “Ah didnae want tae make this ooncomfortable, boot Ah will if Ah moost,” I answered, my jaw clenched.
    She stood up and approached me, naked and unashamed. She stood proudly, fully aware that she was a stunningly beautiful woman. There was a time when her beauty would have had the desired reaction on me. But that time was long past.
    “I will have you know that your days as king and leader are numbered,” she warned me, her breasts rising and falling with her increased breathing. “Alaire and I have made damn sure to win support for our cause, and we’ve done so right beneath your nose!” She took a deep breath. “You’re a fool!”
    I gripped her by the arm and started leading her from her room, not bothering to look at her as I did so. I wanted her out. The time for polite conversation was over. If I had to throw her out, naked and helpless, so be it.
    “Alaire is triple the man you are!” she continued as she dug her heels into the hardwood floors and then gripped hold of the chair just beside her bed. All she managed to do was drag it alongside her.
    “Ah amnae interested in anythin’ more ye have tae say,” I answered tersely.
    “He knows how to treat me, how to treat his queen! When he is inside me, I have double the orgasms I do with you! He is a real man, and he knows how to … fuck a woman!”
    “Ye are the fool!” I responded with an acidic laugh as I finally turned around to face her. “If ye think Alaire is anythin’ other than power hoongry, ye are more dimwitted than Ah gave ye credit for. Alaire only wants ye fer yer title an’ fer whit exists atween yer legs!”
    “How dare you speak to me like that!” she wailed at me. “How dare you disrespect your queen!”
    I did not see the blade until she buried it in my chest. I gasped as I dropped her arm and backed up, into the door. My eyes found hers and fury boiled through me once I realized she was laughing, her eyes echoing the mirth in her smile. But she would not have the last laugh. With a pained sigh, I reached for the handle of the blade and pulled it from my chest. She watched me, the laugh falling off her lips as I began to approach her.
    She had crossed a line and there was no going back now. She had assaulted her king. She had attempted to kill the leader of the Underground City. Never mind that I was unable to die. That had been a little fact she had unfortunately overlooked.
    I did not hesitate as I grabbed her by the arm to hold her in place. Then I dragged the steel blade across her throat. She fell down against the bed as soon as I released her, shock poisoning the beauty of her face. Her hands immediately went to her throat as she choked on her own blood and collapsed in a heap against the bed.
    I said nothing as I dropped the blade, the sound of the metal hitting the floor reverberating through my ears. I started for