Arthur Kirkland smirked.
He walked into the separate rooms of his mansion, peering into each and every one of them. His name could be heard echoing in each room; it seemed the ladies never got enough of him.
And they couldn’t. Arthur smirked. After he had summoned a devil using his dark magic, he had got what he always wanted in the world; charms that could woo over any woman. Of course, his soul was sacrificed, but that was unimportant.
He loved it.
Licking his lips, he walked into a black colored room; he found the very girl he was searching for.
His childhood friend who left him behind, claiming he was too greedy. Now who was begging for attention? Your eyes stared up at him, fake longing in them.
No one could ever beat him and his harem. No one could ever state that he didn’t have any attention. He was finally in the spotlight.
He sat on the bed, gently caressing your face, while he licked his lips; your eyes were of a dull color; Arthur could ignore that. He kissed your lips hungrily as the door behind him swung closed.
Life was so good.
Arthur Kirkland smirked. He now had almost every single female in the land. Looking over his list, he found that he had only missed one female.
Well, now. No need to ignore a pretty lady like that, huh? After all, gentlemen never ignore a lady’s wants.
He walked out, whistling, when he spotted the lone girl. She was sitting behind a fence, locked out, when she saw him. Immediately, her eyes lost its vibrant red, and became a dull sort of ember.
How lovely the girl was; her hair was so very unique; a pure white.
Arthur Kirkland touched her face before she leapt over the fence and followed him to the castle.
“Now, love, come here.”
The girl took small steps forward, before Arthur brought her into his embrace. The girl was wearing a white gown; how elegant.
Reaching for her hair, he drew the girl closer so he could smell her.
How…weird it smelt. Normally there would be flower perfume, or something. This smelled like…Toluene!
Arthur Kirkland jumped back from the pain, the figure in front of him now taking off a wig that was on his head. In Arthur’s body, there was a knife.
It was a male.
The spell had no effect on them.
They had probably figured out it was him who took all the females.
Arthur gasped as pain took over his mind; the spell was surely broken, as his sanity was surely diminishing.
The albino male in front of him took out a bottle and poured it into his mouth. Sputtering, Arthur felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. Poison. That could cause hysteria. Images flickered in front of him as he struggled to stay alive.
“Give me back mein Elizaveta!”
At the sound of the voice, all of the women trapped in the castle came to their senses and broke free. Arthur saw as the albino led every single female out of the castle, hugging a brown-haired one and crying.
As the pain started to take over his body, he opened his eyes one final time to see (Name) standing at the door, ready to leave, just taking a final glance at your once childhood friend.
But you had left.
“I wanted to say…s-say….”
But his words fell on empty ears.
I wanted to say “I love you.”