Ender

"Yes, we were just so worried!" The King and Queen of Neilian said, smiling wide as they cuddled in front of me sitting across from my office.

"I ensure you, Miss and Mister Neilian, our kingdoms are still in good graces." I stood up, the couple mirrored my move as we firmly shook hands.

They both smiled at each other and walked out as I slouched back down into my chair, groaning as I ran my hands over my face. I was aware this was my job, but I preferred the onhand parts of being a king, not the endless paperwork and meetings. Regardless, it was needed to keep things running peacefully. I'd take a couple days of boring conversations and peace throughout the kingdoms over constant war.

I picked my head up, grabbing the stack of papers I had pushed to the side. The first one read

"Power Exchange Program Permission" Fuck. We had been trying to figure out a successful way to give other guards and people in trusted positions powers like my own. To make our kingdom stronger, and so that I didn't have to handle the weight of it all. As far as they knew, I was the only living King with magic. I thought it was one of the best ideas The Circle had, had in years when my nanny first brought it up to me at the age of 8. I thought it would help people, as I've grown older, I know I can only give this position to those I trust.

I grabbed my pen, dipped it in a small clear ball of black ink, signing it just the way I was taught. There was a testing group, and as unsure I was of it, as soon as Arik became old enough to qualify he insisted. I agreed, only because he was the only person I trusted out of the given canidenents. Even though we had a disagreement, I still cared for him and I knew putting off signing off would fuck me over in the end. I burned through the rest of my paperwork,

A few hours passed before I heard a knock at my door. "May I come in My King?" I smiled.

"Of course, Mr. Trout." He's been one of my favorite advisors since I was first introduced to him, even though he and I had very different views on how my Kingdom should be run. I knew regardless, the last thing I should do is tell him about Drcilla's and I's.. relations.

He bowed, which I had told him since the age of 12 wasn't necessary, yet he still insisted. "The Exchange Group has requested your presence my King." I nodded, happy to take a break from my paperwork.

"Lead the way Mr. Trout."

Drucilla

I hate mornings. Most days, prior to Ender's appearance, I wouldn't be up until past noon, then I'd work until the earlier hours of the morning. It's not like anybody was hurt because of it, but now I can't keep myself asleep past 9. Over the past few weeks, I've learned quite a lot about Ender.

How he likes his coffee, the fact that his favorite breakfast food happened to be pancakes. His favorite fruits were cherries and he loved it when I painted my nails red.. I knew a ton more about him than I had ever intended. I quickly threw on a robe and ran a hand through my hair and waltzed out of my home to get the mail.

My checks from Mr. and Mrs. Jal, one from my favorite bouncer and..

"I know what's going on, little red-head. -Anonymous" A tarnished paper read.

Well who the fuck is this from?

I sat back down on my bed, and read the letter again trying to guess whose handwriting it was. I had been spreading the word on how kind the King was, maybe someone assumed we we're having an affair. Assumptions never had evidence. Right?

Well, hopefully next time I see Ender we can talk about it, maybe he sent it to spook me.

"Knock Knock Knock." Must be Derruris. I smiled to myself through the mail into my drawer full of it and rushed to the door. As I opened it the brown wooden door revealed the strong bouncer I had missed. Something within me wanted something more with Ender, but it was unlikely. And unlike most whores, I had a dream I needed to achieve.

Getting the hell out of this Kingdom, and somewhere where I could be someone other than Symphonies child.

So, I let the bouncer I had grown to enjoy touch me the way he needed to and take out his frustration in the most masculine way I knew possible. Rough angry sex always made him cum hard. After a high from a fight at a local pub, or having to kick someone out of his clubs, he always had this demanding nature to him. It was sexy, appealing. Just what I needed to take my mind off of my constant thoughts of Ender Larnwick.