The Demon Prince strikes

King Salem Mohammed walked into his chambers, he sent the guard at the door to go and summon his first wife to his chambers; he wished to give her the good news which she had been waiting for, after which he would spend the night with her.

Even in his late sixties, he was still very active in the bed affairs and couldn't resist anything in skirt; his harem is trooped by so many concubines from the kingdom and beyond.

The Kingdom of Manila was one of the seven Kingdoms located in the Middle East; it was surrounded by rocks and deserts that served as boundaries. They had little water in the Kingdom that was valued more than several other resources.

The Kingdom and their neighbors denied women the right to defend themselves, they were treated like objects for satisfaction and the only women who got the respect they deserved were the Queens. The kingdom was filled with promiscuity as its inhabitants had a high libido and everyone saw it as a norm.

They had more sex than food in a day and the rate of child birth kept increasing every year, but only the male children were recognized in the society, no one cared about the other gender; their lives didn't matter to the people.

A few people were against this practice, they believed that women should be given certain rights and respects but that matter was not even up for discussion in the public because the majority believed in the opposite, they loved the life they lived.

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Queen Saudat walked into the King's chambers and bowed to him, "May the King live long," she said with a smile on her face.

She was very excited as her son had already revealed to her the King's decision to make him the next King. It had always been her desire to be the new King's mother, even though her son was the second child.

"Welcome my Queen, I believe you have already gotten the good news," he said and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Yes my King, I am very delighted, thank you for choosing my son," she replied in appreciation.

"Of course, you know I would do anything for my favorite wife, now come let's have a little fun before I go to bed," he instructed and she smiled.

"As his majesty wishes," she replied with a smile.

He took her hand and drew him towards the bed. It was made of bamboo and had expensive fabrics spread on top of it. The room was dark as the only light present was coming from a dim lamp.

Just as they were about to undress and do their thing, there was a strange noise on the outside, followed by horse neighs. The King was startled by the noise and he paused, he rushed to the door immediately and looked outside, his guards had gone missing, there was no sign of them.

He rushed back into his room and drew his sword from its sheath. "Is everything alright your majesty?" Queen Saudat queried as fear gripped her.

"I don't think so my Queen, stay here while I go find out," he replied in a shaking voice and headed for the door.

The king walked into the hallway with his sword in hand and suddenly he felt something rush past him like a shadow, it was accompanied by a strange wind. He turned back immediately but there was no one there. The hallway was lit with wooden fire torches on each side.

The king felt someone tap his shoulders and he turned around in fear, swiping his sword to that direction but once again there was no one there. Now he was engulfed with fear, what the hell was happening?

"Father," he heard someone mutter and he turned behind immediately.

He was spooked when he saw a figure standing a distance away with a flaming sword in its hand, it had a masculine shape.

"Who… who are you?" the king muttered, feeling terrified. He raised his sword and pointed it in the figure's direction.

The figure moved backwards and disappeared into the darkness, then suddenly… all the torchlight in the hallway started to go off one after the other. The king being petrified started to stare around with his sword in the air, whatever that was present here was not human, it was something with dark powers and he could feel it.

While staggering around in the darkness, he felt something hit him with a powerful force and he fell down, landing on his butt. He whimpered in pain and tried to get up but he felt the tips of a blade at his neck, just below his gullet.

He looked up and his eyes fell on the creature that had been tormenting him, it was a man, but not just any man, a man possessed with demonic powers, his eyes were bloodshot as he had his gaze fixed on the King.

"Who… who are you? What do you want from me?" the King stuttered in fear.

The young man chuckled, he sounded like he was in his early twenties. "Do you really not recognize me father? Oh of course, how would you recognize me? I was still in the womb when you cast my mom and I away into the wilderness to die in the hands of the scorching sun and desert predators," the man spoke in a spiteful tone.

It sounded like he was holding a lot of anger and hatred in his heart for the King.

"What? Amir-Ali?" he muttered almost in a whisper, like he was too scared to pronounce the name.

"Exactly, mom said you chose that name for me by yourself, I am glad that you still remember," he replied and chuckled.

"What… what have you… what have you done to yourself, son?" the old man whimpered.

"Don't you dare call me your son, before I kill you… do you have any last words?" he muttered and pushed the blade closer to the King's neck, forcing him to go down lower.

"No, please don't kill me son, I am still your father, I always loved your mom and I regret what had happened to her," he pleaded in tears.

"You are such a pathetic liar, your highness, you are a terrible person and you don't deserve to breathe one more moment," Amir-Ali spat and raised his sword.

"Wait! Someone help me!!" the King pleaded for help.

"Stop embarrassing yourself father, no one can come to your rescue, everyone in this castle has been knocked out, including your sons and wives. As for the women in your Harem, they are too terrified for themselves to care about saving a man who never cared about them, accept it father, nemesis has caught up with you, your time has come," he said and chuckled evilly.

"No, please spare my life son; I would give you and your mom whatever you ask for, please don't kill me," he pleaded and fell at Amir-Ali's feet in tears.

"Your tears won't save you now your highness, my mom also cried while she was being thrown out, didn't she? But of course, you were too blind to see the truth and too deaf to her cries, now no one would come to your aid, even the soil that you rule will bear witness to your shameful death, the King of Manila, pleading for mercy," he mocked.

"Please don't do this, I am your father, Ali… the same blood runs through our veins, I beg of you." He wept.

"Goodbye father, and by the way… mother sent her regards, I told her that I will take you captive like I would do with your sons tonight, but I don't intend to keep my word, you deserve nothing less than death," Amir-Ali spat and kicked the old man in his guts.

Before he could get a reply, he raised his sword and sent it passing through the King's chest, his blood splashed all over the walls and on Amir's body. The young man smiled in satisfaction and rubbed the blood off his face with his palm; the King had gotten what he deserved.

Just the two figures walked out in front of him. "It has been done Ali, the harem has been captured and contained, the King's sons have been gathered in one cell as you instructed and his wives as well," one of the men reported.

"That is good, let them sleep peacefully, when they wake up tomorrow, everything will have changed, I can't wait for the family reunion," he said and laughed evilly.

"Everything is working as you planned Ali, what is next now?" the other man asked from the shadows.

"Calm down my friend, and its Prince Amir-Ali now, the bad days are finally over, I shall take everything that was taken away from my mom and I, this kingdom would feel my wrath and the royal family will tremble beneath my feet, I will make them all pay for what they did to my mom twenty years ago, they shall know no peace for as long as they have left to live in this world because I would bring the worst kind of terror on them, this is the beginning of their end!!" he stated with gritted teeth.

To be continued!!