I just came back from killing someone who dared to question my power. My royal robes stained with blood as I walked inside my estate that was fit for a king. I stopped infront of my throne looking at the angel sitting on it as if she owned it

I’m back, my lovely queen

I greeted as my voice was filled with calmess. I admired my wife and her beauty and elegance

The only person to exist that has the ability to make me, the King of Curses, bow down