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underlord, and one
of good standing.
    As soon as he entered the large chamber,
Markum dropped to his knees. He wasn’t stupid enough to think that he’d been
called there to be congratulated. The being, the thing he’d just killed, worked
for this man. And this man was one to be afraid of. As soon as he was only
three feet from the man in the throne, crawling on his belly, he laid on the
hot stone floor and spread his dark wings open.
    “You have been busy, haven’t you?” Markum
cringed at the thunder in his voice but knew better than to answer without
permission. “The being I sent for you has been murdered. Do you know what has
happened? I’m feeling the loss of him just as if someone had killed him.
Severed his bond with me without as much as a question to me as to my plans for
him. You will answer me, Markum. I’m in no mood to fuck with one such as you.”
    “I have killed him, sire. Cut him with my
magic, as I’m sure you are aware. But he accused me of things that were not
true.” Markum was told to sit up but he didn’t stand. There was no permission
given for that as yet. “He attacked me first, my lord, and when he did, it was
all I could do to defend myself. He is dead because I’m a better man than him.”
    “You think so?” Markum nodded and the man
laughed. “I don’t believe you are much more than the shit beneath your own
shoes, Markum. And I think if you thought about it hard enough you’d see I was
right. You have murdered in my own world as well as the other. There are rules
that must be upheld concerning the killing of others, even in our world. You
will be required to pay for such deeds.”
    “Yes, my lord. I am aware of the laws. But I
should let him kill me without defending myself?” The man said nothing and
leaned back in his chair. Markum smiled. “I have found the child, sire. He is
born.”
    “He is? Like the other times? Or is this one
really it? As you have said to others countless times before, what makes this
one so special?” Markum was startled out of his thoughts when his lordship
spoke. “Yes, I know of your claims. This is what, the tenth, eleventh child you
have found in the past decade? I grow tired of your findings. What of this one?
You may answer.”
    “He has a fire like the ones that burn below
us. His hatred is profound and he is without a protector.” His lordship leaned
forward and Markum forgot himself, so caught up in his attention. Standing up,
he started to pace as he explained why this one was different. “This child not
only has no protector, but the one that cares for him, another human, has the
same anger burning in her. She is a woman who would die to protect the child,
but it will matter little once I have convinced her to let me have him. And she
will. She hates him as much as he does her. He is the one.”
    His feet were knocked from him as he made the
turn to pace along the room. Markum nearly turned and attacked the person who
would dare touch him when he realized who had hit him. His lordship was
standing with a large blade in his hands, holding it at the ready. Markum
dropped back down and spread out. He was going to die, he knew it. He’d gone
too far this time.
    “When in my presence you will not pretend you
are on the same level as me. You are nothing.” Markum seethed with anger as the
man poked him in the back with the long blade over and over. When he stopped,
Markum felt rather than saw the men come from behind him and lift him by his
arms. His lordship opened his robe and freed his cock.
    There were no words spoken as Markum took his
cock into his mouth. It was thick and hot and Markum knew better than to turn
away. He took each hard stroke down his throat as the man fucked him as hard as
he could. When he came, spilling his seed on his face rather than down his
throat, Markum cried out, knowing that he was being burned for his insolence. And
the scar of it would be there for all to see, for them to know that he had
angered