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King and the Hunter (Lunarwolf and Ezralora)

Solomon tilted his head at the doctor, as if he had said something vile before tugging down his left arm sleeve. "I do not plan on making my offspring a product of rape if i can help it." He said as he did up his shirt cuff. "But it doesn't mean i am not pushing the idea away." He grumbled and saw his blood being injected into her arm, before taking a seat and waiting. "This has been an informative.." He muttered under the mask of a sigh, it was clear he was caught between two places, well two and a half. He remained quiet for a moment and chuckled. "The child has a fifty fifty chance of being the anti-christ depending on the outcome of this doctor." He stood up and approached the bed, his index and middle finger trailing along Allison's forehead and brushing a few strands of hair off her face. He turned to the maid in the room and sent her to find his advisor. Once there, he turned and spoke with a small smile on his face. "How long will it take you and that 'priest' to get the ceremony prepared for our union?" He strained the word, priest as the demon that was involved with such unions was anything but one.

The demon who was responsible for unions of their kind was old, ancient even and was a vile piece of work. As he was rarely called on for his work. Every layer of hell had a demon of the cult, who performed the rituals for each King of Hell and the residence of that land. Recently though the tensions between the layers had grown, and he had lost communication between his brethren. So he just stooped over the pot he was using to brew, his horns curved like rams around his head, and his ashen grey skin cracked and leaking a horrid black liquid. The sclera of his eyes black, and his iris a mottled silver.
 
the advisor looked at him "I have already sent word to him my king and he should be ready soon all we need is for your bride to be awake so that the ceremony can proceed." the advisor was more than a little nervous after hearing what his king had to the doctor about the child being the anti-christ but if it was that would mean that the female would have to be more closely guarded then any others in the whole kingdom
 
Solomon smirked before sitting down neatly in a chair. "Excellent." was all he said before resting his head in his hands, waiting for Allison, his future bride to awake. He kept a close eye on her as he waited, his gaze never turning to anything more than mild curiosity. Soon enough the 'priest' appeared at the gates of the castle with a musty and worn cloak around him, her moved one of his long nails to a crack in his skin and grunted as he scratched it. Once he was guided inside he made his way to the hall to begin preparations, and pulling from his coat, a large bowl made of salt crystal.
 
it wasn't long before Allison started to stir and wake up feeling groggy and worn down like she had just been severely sick. it was possible that was the case and Allison hadn't been feeling well earlier in the day. it took her several moments once she did wake up to realize that it hadn't been a nightmare and that she had been taken from her home and was not captive in the demon realm
 
"Hello." Solomon leaned forward in his seat as he saw she was waking up, and couldn't help but feel a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "It's a special day today." He began, seeing that she was looking a little worse for ware. "Today you're getting married." He told her before leaning back in the chair. "Oh and we had to do a few things to ensure you won't die down here." he waved his hand lazily as if brushing that to the side for the moment, she didn't need to know she would either be a demon or full on human just yet.
 
Allison looked at him and glared "like hell I am I have no intention of getting married" Allison was in no condition to fight anyone at that point as she could barely move let alone stand on her own. so when it came time for the ceremony she would have to be supported or she wouldn't be able to stand and do a damn thing
 
Solomon slipped his hands into his pockets before letting out a heavy sigh at her comment. "You don't have a choice i'm afraid, dear." He leaned down and smirked. "You owe me for letting you live down here, now someone will be along to get you ready for the ceremony." He told her before patting her head, and running his fingers lightly through her hair. "It won't be nearly as bad as you think." With that he turned and left to over see the ceremony preparations. Which sure enough were coming along, the hall had been converted into a grand establishment, and in the centre of it was a large basin with the priest there, drawing and carving runes and symbols into the stonework. Humming happily to himself as he ddi so.
 
“Letting me I didn choose to live done here you ass you kidnapped me” Allison wanted nothing more then to kill the male but at the moment she was unable to do anything more then shift her head to the side. When to maids came in Allison growled but they ignored her and started getting her ready for the ceremony
 
The ceremony was prepared rather quickly, in terms of union ceremony's it was fairly simple on paper but a lot went on deep down. Markings were drawn on the pairs arms, each fulfilling a part of the scripture, they were written in a language Allison most likely wouldn't be able to understand. Upon the ceremony the priest would begin the spell. It was this spell that was being spoken with Solomon standing next to the basin, and a horde of demons on looking to see the one who would be joining the king of their land. Solomon's left arm was completely covered in black ink as the intricate words were woven in with his flesh. The basin was made of salt, and had carvings of people holding it up above their heads, strain carved onto their faces as they supported it. The hall had been lit with candles that floated above the congregation, casting a dim glow about the room.
 
while he had been getting everything else ready the maids had spent the time to get Allison ready. while human brides wore white demonic once wore red but those marrying into the royal family work black. the dress they got her in to was laced up the back keeping it in place simply because of hos tight it had to be. once she was in the dress they did her hair and makeup with more ease then they would have if she hadn't been weakened. after she was dressed the markings were applied to her arm as well before she was taken to the stand and held up so the ceremony could begin.
 
The demons clapped and applauded a little as they saw her walking, or being escorted to the basin and their king. Once there the priest began, speaking of the history and the hardships the land has gone to. How whilst others might claim different the strongest layer of hell was here, and now with a Queen it shall be stronger than ever. This got a few silent nods from people watching. Gesturing, as a few bits of black liquid leaked out from the cracks of his skin, priest took both there hands, and made them grasp each other. He watched as Solomon did, and the markings on their arms began to glow a dark pulsing red. As they grasped hands, Allison may feel a small amount of energy beginning to seep into her, coming from Solomon, as if a circuit had been made, and was feeding her energy to him, and his to her.
 
Allison hissed a little form the feeling and while she wanted nothing more than to scream for some reason the moment he had touched her she was unable to speak or communicate in any way. Allison felt the energy and while it helped her feel a little better it didn't do much for the drain on her powers. Solomon would be able to feel how powerful she really was with the contact and it would show if she ever lost control that she could destroy their level of hell with a blink
 
Solomon frowned for but a moment before a smirk formed on his face, as they joined hands and the ceremony continued. Whether he could speak freely or not it was hard to say, but he remained quiet throughout the priests chants and spell crafting. Soon enough, it was done. The markings on both their arms began to run over each other onto the other's arm before vanishing and fading away as if they were never present. "You are now bonded." The priest said, "With it i declare this realm has a new Queen to match its King." He raised, his hand and the demons stood up looking at the pair, cheering and clapping. Solomon leaned in to her, and whispered into her ear. "Was that so bad?" He asked, before going to sweep her off her feet, and carry her down the aisle. For a moment he could taste her power, similar to his if not more. Some work would have to be done, but when she had recovered. He headed out of the hall, and away from the sound of shifting and changing, as the hall started to move and alter for the 'party' so to say, there wasn't much demons got to celebrate over.
 
"I will kill you" Allison glared at him but since she had not strength to fight back at the moment she was stuck with him carrying her until she was able to walk again. Allison wasn't keen on going where ever it was that he was currently headed to.
 
"Kill one of your own kind?" he asked, with a slight smirk and slipped into the room, he was heading to, his own chambers which now were hers due to the bond. He laid her down on the bed before looming over her, like a shadow as he stared into her eyes. "You are not part of that world any more, you never were." He said to her, a grin moving over his face, as his green eye gazed down upon her. "What made you think the hunter's there weren't using you as a weapon hmm? They are weak... but... not you. I admit it. You are strong." He said to her as he lowered his head so it was just centimetres from her. "So you can certainly try to kill me... but by then it'll be too late."
 
"I never said I was going to try I will kill you and then I will go home you know nothing of my bond with the hunters and you never will" Allison didn;t like that he was so close to her and since she had some strength left she shifted a little so that he was closed to the bed then her face.
 
Solomon gave a chuckle at her before he lunged forward and went to close his hand around her throat to keep her pinned down to the bed. "Your right, i don't. Just as you know nothing of what goes on down here. So i suppose we're both in the dark on that now aren't we?" He told her, his voice cold and not hinting that the question should be answered. "Your home is here, Allison, not up there. What did they tell you, you were? The truth i hope."
 
"I am a witch just like my mother was before she was killed right in front of me" Allison truly didn't know she was part demon but her mother being a witch and her father being an archdemon would explain why she was so powerful. Allison tried to move her hands so she could try to remove his hand from her neck but it was no use she was still too weak
 
Solomon chuckled again as he felt her trying to remove his hand, and took in a deep breath keeping it there for a little bit longer before releasing. "Oh you poor, poor girl. You think any witch can change their form like that?" He snapped his fingers, "Or possess half the strength you do? If your father would see you now... Allison, your father was an archdemon, one of my subordinates, and he did a very bad thing with breeding with a witch." he explained, "You're a half breed, any demon could smell it on you."
 
"you lie!" Allison didn't believe him and even though he was telling the truth she was in denial as she had been told all her life first by her mother and then by the hunters that she was a witch and as far as she was concerned that was what she was
 
Solomon expected as much, and that reaction was exactly the reason his smirk was removed from his face. He moved away from her, before taking in a deep breath to calm himself. Doing his best to not snap at the girl. "What do you know of Hell and Demons Allison?" He asked her, keeping his back to her.
 
"that demons need to be killed" Allison from the time her mother died till now had been trained and taught how to kill demons so living with them or being one of them was something she wasn't prepared for. being married to the king of this level of hell wasn't something she was prepared for either
 
"I mean beside that, do you know of our culture? Of what we do down here?" He asked, and tilted his head at her. "We need to learn and adapt to what's up there." He stood at the edge of the bed, "It is only fitting you should know more than to just be the hunter's... hound to sniff us out. Especially when they kept so much from you." He liked the fact she still had that kick about her, and hoped it would never go away. "You're my wife now so you'll be learning all of this soon enough." He slipped onto the bed, laying next to her.
 
Solomon shook his head before he raised his hands above his head, stretching them up. Glancing over at her, seeing the dagger in her eyes. Rapidly he moved over her, going to take both of her arms and pin them down onto the mattress, placing one of his legs on either side of her as he knelt down and leaned down to clamp his lips onto hers. If he had pinned her arms down he'd go to lift both of them up to the head of the bed, the wood groaning as it morphed to wrap around her arms, keeping them locked above her head.
 
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