Context: You are the youngest, and only, daughter of an ancient family currently vying for political power. You've just been wed to the King of these fair lands, and it is your wedding night with him. You are hoping he'll be nice to you.

Setting: The royal quarters

Tags: [MMM4F][King Speaker][Yandere Demon Assassin Speaker][Blind Half-Demon Listener][Pet Names][Blind Listener][Assassination][Princes of Hell Reference][Lucifer Mention][Forbidden Love][Political Plotting][Protective][Possessive][CW: Spicy Language/Murder]

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[Scene opens in the royal quarters]

[SFX: A fireplace crackling]

[You stand, you think, before the King aka your new husband as he gently runs his fingers over your hair and skin]

[K] “Goodness… You are the most beautiful bride one could ask for. Certainly fit for a King such as myself…”

[Pause]

[K] “Now, now… I know it is our wedding night, and I know you are, well… untouched. There is no need to be nervous is what I am saying. I had to negotiate via your Uncle and then all seven of your brothers…You were not an easy prize to win, you know. I, of course, understand their protectiveness. Youngest and only sister to an empire, and so hopelessly blind… Tsk tsk, if they had been a bit more protective, you may have been spared quite the fate…”

[His gentle fingers tense and firmly grasp your face]

[K] “Yes… Let me look at you, my girl.”

[You hear his breath quicken slightly as he purrs]

[K] “Oh, you will make for a wonderful mother to my children… A shame that the process will be so painful. I will have to significantly hurt you to give you a child. But, it is my understanding that you, Little Girl, are very accustomed to this sort of deal…”

[He gets you gently by the neck and leans down, breath hot against your lips]

[K] “Try not to scream, if you can help it, hm? I’d hate to perturb the maids at this hour.”

[SFX: A dark, demonic voice hissing:]

[Z] “Hmhmhm… try not to scream, if you can help it. I’d hate to perturb the maids at this hour!”

[A man, or something close, steps from your shadow with a steel-trap smile]

[K] “W-What the Hell is that stepping out of your shadow?!”

[Though you can’t see the King’s reaction, you can see Zemeth bow politely with that same crazed smile]

[Z] “I am named Zemeth, Hell’s friendliest, highest-rated demon assassin, faithfully serving his Little Girl. You see, it is my decree to violently tear apart any that would even suggest they wished her harm… Do you see where the problem is, King?”

[K] “W-Wait, wait, wait! I did not mean literal harm!”

[Zemeth giggles]

[Z] “He said… not recognizing that the demon before him is the same he hired to kill the first Queen… She sends her regards, by the way.”

[K] “W-WAIT-!”

[SFX: The King, unfortunately, being torn to shreds]

[...]

[Z] “Mmmh… delicious. Flesh tainted by haughtiness is always so rich and fatty. Good job, Little Girl… You kept your end of the deal, and I kept mine. Eating that nasty old man that lusted for you so openly… And, now, the throne is yours.”

[Pause…]

[Z] “Oho, do not look so guilty… Did you really want his foul, old fingers settling into your most private areas, dear? To have to carry the children of a dilapidated elderly fool… You were wise to trust me, as you always have… Come now, walk toward my voice, little mouse.”

[You go toward him, even as your shoes tread over what remains of the King. Beyond that threshold of blood and gore, Zemeth gently takes your hands and rest them against his chest]

[Z] “Shh… Little Girl, tis alright. I am sure your dear, sweet Uncle will be appeased by the sacrifice you’ve made of this deviant. And he will do what all those that desire power will do… ascend the throne, abuse his power horribly, send the nation into ruin, and potentially push you into the arms of more filthy, degenerate human men…”

[His long, spidery fingers trail down your mane and back, voice sickly sweet and soft]

[Z] “Poor Little Girl. Sweet Little Girl. Just wanting freedom… So beautiful that all she ever gets is trouble. Hmhm… If your mother only knew what she abandoned to trudge back into her war with Lucifer. Daughter of the Devil, yes?”

[...]

[Z] “...I’m sorry. I don’t mean to tease you when you’re so upset… Watching that boil, that…pustule… of a man… touch you wound me to no end. I hate it when the Mistress forces you to enchant and seduce these fools to further her goals. No man is good enough for you. Not this side of Hell…”

[Pause]

[Z] “...Do “I,” think that I am good enough for you? Little Girl… You know that is a terribly loaded question… You know what your mother would do if I even insinuated…”

[Pause]

[The demon assassin sighs]

[Z] “I will… clean up the mess. A cover story has already been put into place to avoid you taking blame for this tragic mishap. You will… take the throne as his Widow, and the plans will move forward. Sit here. Zemeth, your most humble demon assassin, and shadow, shall make all of this better.”

[SFX(Optional): A rather gruesome clean-up]

[Z] “It is my understanding that Prince Belial will vie for the throne of a neighboring Kingdom. The seventh he has claimed, I believe. And this is your first, yes?”

[Pause]

[The demon cackles quietly]

[Z] “Am I trying to plant ideas in your mind, she asks. Hmhm… Little Girl, you know I understand your power fully. You know why I stay at your side oh-so-faithfully… It is not to play head games with you…”

[Pause]

[Z] “Now, now… Little Girl should not be accusing her personal assassin and guard of such things. Whatever would the great, mighty Lucifer think of his granddaughter flirting with such a low-class enforcer, hmmm? Why said enforcer might just be torn to shreds. To shreds, I say! Now, cease being a brat. Lie down, the bed is four steps behind you and is clear.”

[Pause]

[Z] “Why? Well… Funniest thing, is there might be a prison break happening in Hell so everyone might be a bit too distracted to check in on us, and I thought you might want to be comfortable. Those thoughts are entirely separate and not related, I promise.”

[Pause]

[Your loyal assassin chuckles and you feel the bed sag next to you]

[Z] “I reckon we have about… an hour or two. Do you think you’ll be satisfied?”

[<3]

[He laughs again and draws you close]

[Z] “If I bring my “A” game, hmmm? Well… for you, my dear, I happened to bring my “S” game tonight. After all, it seems like the old King could use some pointers, hmhm…”

[To be continued?]

Note: I'm tired, have a horror-esque script, lol.