"You're going to make me embrace my demons?" I ask again and he places his knife and fork gently on to the table, wiping his mouth with a napkin. He leant back in his chair and sighed as I did the same.
                          
"I suppose you are aware of your mother's secret affairs..." I can see he chose his word lightly and though my mother was a lovely woman she was far from pure, I didn't hate her for betraying her husband.
                          
"Well, the affair she had was not with a human but with a demon." The king interrupted. It was like a bullet through my heart, she had cheated on a demon with a demon and I was the spawn of evil. My breath caught in my throat and I zoned out a little before I drew myself back into the room.
                          
"You will not die when you embrace your demons because your mother had embraced a demon herself." I knew what he was implying, he was twisting his words trying to confuse me but I knew what he was saying.
                          
"I am not a demon!" I yelled and stood from the table, Alexander stood from his seat as well and shook his head at me.
                          
" I never said you were." The King wanted to shout, I knew it, his brother just wanted to help me so why does he concern himself with this. To imply something so preposterous to my face and insult my mother with such an accusation.
                          
"But you implied it and you have no proof." I slammed my fist against the table and I felt the slight drumming in my mind but I pushed it aside.
                          
"I am the Demon King I have proof! The beast your mother had cheated with was under my control and he began to go rogue, he was going to stay with a human family and I couldn't have that. One of my own going rogue so-so-" He stopped as he took in my face, the tear slipping down my face and hurt cracking my heart. My father, my real father wanted to give up his own nature to be with my mother and it was now I realised why the shadows could be controlled because they had a soul.
                          
"So- so you did what?" My jaw tightened as I stared him down.
                          
"So I killed him-"
                          
"You killed the father that actually wanted me, you sent my mother back to the monster that would eventually beat her to death and left me with him." He didn't move. He didn't say anything. The room just stored silence as I finished. Alex moved in front of me to block his brother.
                          
"You killed him with unjust caused."
                          
"I killed him with justice. He had defied me and took a married woman as his own." This time he shouted- no, he raged. I took a step back as his eyes had turned fully black. The low sound of drumming finally resurfacing.
                          
"Don't make me angry." The King growled he had moved behind me as swift as the demons themselves and whispered in my ear. "Stop it." Alexander edged forward but halted when his brother raised his hand.
                          
"Why afraid I'll see the demon within?" I kept my head straight as his breath fanned my neck, I knew I had no reason to be afraid of Alexander but his brother just made it onto the list.
                          
"Don't worry princess it's in you too."
                          
"I'd like to be excused." I grit out and he laughed wholeheartedly, stepping away from me. His entire eyes still covered in blackness.
                          
"Wynsor will show you to your room." I moved toward the door, not making eyecontact with Alex, and opened it revealing Wynsor already waiting. He stood in a different hallway, white carpet trailed along the floor and glass walls but showed nothing on the outside, it could have been a mirror for all I knew but my reflection had not shown. As the door had been slammed shut I heard a glass shatter against it.
                          
"I see you have met the King now." Wynsor broke the silence between us as his clawed feet strode along the soft fluff.
                          
"I wouldn't have ever thought they were brothers if they didn't look so much alike." I confirmed my thoughts with him and I could only hope that I would not misplace my trust in somebody who follows the king's orders.
                          
"A lot of my kind think the same way. So I suggest you stay far away from him when he is working because he becomes very manipulative." Wynson warned turning the final corner to another door, he knocked on it twice before the door swung open revealing my bedroom. The exact same as the one back home. I looked at Wynsor and he smiled a tusky smile.
                          
"He wanted you to feel at home."
                          
"I'm sure he would happily lock me with his demons right now." I giggled slightly but stopped when I realised it was entirely plausible for him to do that.
                          
"Just don't put that thought into his head. Good night Miss Charlotte." Wynsor closed the door and left me, I sat on the bed that was so familiar and it even held the scent of my perfume. I stood to the wardrobe and opened it, empty. I thought about how he controls his house through one door, I closed the wardrobe door and said...
                          
"Pyjamas." I opened the wardrobe and there was a pair of pyjamas. I pulled out a lacey top and short pants that actually felt see through. I lay down and embraced my covers, I drifted to sleep seconds after.
                          
****
                          
"Princess, wake up." I heard his voice drift into my sleep and slowly start to bring me out of it. I stirred in my bed and stretched out hitting something solid.
                          
"Alexander." I whispered opening my eyes and the man I had fought with last night had disappeared. He had leant against my bed and stroked my hair softly.
                          
"I need to go out but I wanted to make sure you're okay." I could barely register what he was saying so early from waking up. I nodded and he placed a soft kiss on my forehead before shifting back through the door.
                          
"It's too early." I think I spent a few more hours in bed before I stumbled out of the room and into an empty hallway. No other door than the one I had entered through. I stepped back into my room and closed the door. Thinking of the dining room, I reopened the door and stepped into the dining room with the smell of food filling my nostrils. I sat down and guzzled the food down my throat. It seemed about midday and I walk about the castle, wishing for door, after door and the impossible would appear.
                          
"Alexander." I asked and opened the door to face a brick wall, I scrunch my face up in confusion, closing the door and asked again. Again I was faced with a brick wall, maybe he's still not back from where ever. I thought for a moment before taking a deep breath, hesitating as even Alexander himself told me to stay away while they were both working.
                          
"Demon King." I called out and opened the door to an office. The king leant back in a throne his feet balancing on the arm while reading the book of Romeo and Juliet. His eyes moved to me and scanned me as I was still dressed in lace. My appearance certainly caught his eye.
                          
"Alexander wants a throne too?" I muse and stepped a little further into the office. All golden, cleaned and pristine it felt wrong stepping onto the carpet barefoot. He nodded placing his book on the table beside him, he stood his eyes deathly black. "When my brother becomes King, he can have one?"
                          
"You look beautiful." He stalked around me, his aura different last night- thank god.
                          
"Thank you." I muttered and he sighed against my skin, moving away from me and back towards his seat. He waved his hand and brought a chair for me to sit down on. The cushion was soft underneath me and I stared across at him.
                          
"Aren't you going to apologise?" I narrowed my eyes at him and he chuckled. Could it be possible that I feel more curious towards the King than Alexander.
                          
"Oh please, I do not need to apologise for anything." He smirked at me because he knew I wasn't leaving. He angered me but I still stayed in his room that I had been warned to stay away from.
                          
"Like the look of something, princess?" I finally realised I was staring at him and it probably annoyed him that a weak human could bug him in his sanctuary.
                          
"Just curious." I stated and looked around the office until his response completely shocked me and caught me off guard.
                          
"Curious I see?" It wasn't him I had spoken to in the dark but how could he know the conversation.
                          
"Wouldn't you be?" He realised I knew and his smirk grew wide, he kicked his legs off the throne and leant forward in his chair, staring intently at me.
                          
"Would you like to see something?"