The Demon King Likes Pudding

I was driven out of my town for being different and was offered to the Demon King. I had prepared to perish as soon as I land my feet on his territory but instead.... "Don't leave, please", his ruby eyes turned glassy as he clutched the rough fabric of my dress. If others were to see this side of him, he won't be feared far and wide. "Don't touch Ms. Pudding, you imbecile", he roared and pressed me against his chest. Somehow, this Demon King reminds me of a spoiled brat.