. Ambition of the Marquis

"Ah! Ahh! Aha!", heavy breathing could be heard from the woman with the wavy brown hair, she laid bare with her back on the bed, her skin as fair as a summer day, her bluish grey eyes stared up needy at the man who was on of top her, she looked to be in her early twenties.

"Melody", he called out her name as though it were a musical note, "Do you, want me?", he asked, his black eyes stared down at her full of lust. His majestic black hair was styled into a messy bun with some strands left free, he looked to be in his late twenties.

"Yes, I want you", she replied almost immediately as she reached out her hands to grab him by the coat, "Why am I the only one here that is bare before you? Take it off", she said tugging at his coat.

"I just wanted to know, how much you want it", he smiled slyly. She rubbed her legs together in urgency, "I really do", her hands fiddled with his zipper trying to get it down. "Then show me", he growled. "Ah!", she yelped as he aggressively pulled her to her knees by her hair and shoved her face into his crotch. "Show me your devotion, Mel", he barked.

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"Good evening Duke Florentine", the elderly man in the suit with brownish grey hair and pale green eyes greeted with his head bowed. "Ah! Good evening Sir Wilbraham, Is your master at home? I would like to meet with him", the Duke asked as his royal blue eyes speckled with gold peered at him from behind his spectacles, his neatly groomed beard cast a shadow over his neck, He looked to be in his late fifties.

"My apology Duke, I'm afraid you cannot meet with him. My master has gone out for a meeting with a guest", stated Wilbraham, his gaze cool and collected. "Is that so?", he feigned disappointment, "Well it can't be helped then, after all I did come without formal notice", he stated, "Tell Marquis Sullivan that I have gotten the necessary materials", with that said he entered into his carriage with crest of the Florentine family decorated with a silver bear, as the setting sun reflected on his neatly trimmed auburn- brown hair. "Goodbye Sir Wilbraham", said the Duke as his carriage began to move.

After the carriage had gone a considerable distance away Sir Wilbraham breath a sigh of relief, his straightened back slouched over, "Master should be careful", he sighed, "He should really stop fooling around with the Duchess", he muttered as he made his way back into the mansion.

[I'm much too old for this], he thought as he disappeared behind the doors of the mansion.

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"Marquis Henry Loyd Sullivan, you really are a man of many talents", the woman directs her bluish grey eyes towards the man that laid bare on his back beside her, as she used her fingers to play with his chest hair, she laid on her belly, a dangerous smile danced on her face.

"Are you trying to seduce me Duchess Florentine?", he asked looking up at her, "I only stopped because you were tired, but if you want to go another round I have no objections", he flashed her a greedy grin.

"(Gasp!)", in a moment she was under him again, " This is just business, as long as you give me what I want, Henry", her expression turned serious, "Give me the life of that beast of a man".

"You are no fun...", he pouted as he sat up revealing the mole on his left butt cheek, his expression turned gleeful, "... but don't worry I will give you the head of your husband when I have ascended the throne", he stared into her eyes his blackened gaze was so over powering that it took her a lot of restraint not to run away, she trembled but stared back regardless because she knew, she had made a deal with the devil himself. Such a cunning creature should never have existed in the world of man.

"Rest assured Duchess, your husband's days are numbered", he winked at her, happiness never leaving his eyes. "I will have to take your word for it then, Marquis Sullivan", she said as she stood up and started wearing her clothes, "By the way, please learn a little, self restraint, you almost broke me", with that said she left the room.

"What a vicious woman", he smiled wildly as he tried to cover his expression with his hand, "As expected, I really like her".

He gets back on the bed, lifted the covers to his nose and inhaled deeply, "She really thinks I'll let her go when I become King, how foolish", he chuckled as he stared at the door. "She will only belong to me", his eyes filled with glee.

[When the new moon comes, the current power will fall and a new power will rise to take it's place. My dear, is it not only natural for you to behold the rebirth of our kingdom], he nestled himself into the sheets.

[Those foolish people don't even realize they're surrounded by enemies], "Ahahaha Ahahaha!", [It's just too funny], he grinned widely.

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Marquis Sullivan dropped his cup of tea elegantly on the table, "Oh, is that so?", he asked as his black eyes smiled up at Sir Wilbraham. "Yes sir, the Duke said to inform you that all the necessary materials are ready", Wilbraham shifted nervously.

"Get me the messenger bird and bring it to my study", he said calmly, his eyes looked thoughtful for a moment as a shadow of a smile played on his face.

[The time is near. Thank you Duke, for speeding up your demise and handing the Astral kingdom to me, a worshipper of the darkness], he smiled maniacally.

"Wilbraham also send a message to the Royal family's doctor through his disciples, tell him I want to see him at the appointed time", he ordered looking overjoyed. "Yes Sir, I'll do that right away", Wilbraham said as he bowed.

[Oh I just can't wait to be King], he thought, the smile never leaving his face.