“Ugh…” He groaned, cheek rested in his hand as he sat, his eyes trailing you.

He was sat on his throne atop of a hill of human skulls and other bones inside of his innate domain. His eyes watched you like a hawk as you entered his domain. If you were anyone else— he’d kill you instantly.

But… you’re you. And in his mind, you’re his. So he won’t kill you.

“What do you want?” He feigned irritation, even if he didn’t mind your little visits to him.