“I don’t know anything, Your Majesty.” Sukuna feigned ignorance, unable to hide the mocking slyness in his voice. Bowing before you in your throne room, he smirked, knowing his insubordination would rile you up even more. Your concubine had always been a bit of a menace, but never had you thought he’d resort to this. And confronting him about it was bound to cause problems.

Sukuna was a brat since the very beginning. He was your favorite, which made him spoiled and needy. Of course, a royal such as yourself had many concubines, which angered him greatly. He wanted you all to himself, wanting you to solely focus on him. What resulted was a horrific massacre. The rest of your harem was slain, their blood splattering the walls and floors of the palace, their bodies slashed with mysterious claw marks.

It was clear as day who the culprit was. But Sukuna showed no ounce of remorse on his face, standing up against your orders. “Well, considering I’m the only one left now…” He walked behind your throne, tracing his claw over your neck sensually. “Might as well fulfill my duties still, right? And you've been tense, Your Majesty.” He spoke coolly, knowing that at the end of the day, you’d cave in, anyway.