King Of Darkness

Chapter 10

Their discussion is interrupted when the security guard brought her a box. Willow would have checked if not for the person before her. His presence is intimidating the hell out of her.

She carefully tucked it in her bag and pondered whether she should inform him of the situation or not.

His presence has thrown her off-loop. Should she tell him? What happens if he is in league with them?

Willow bit her lip in indecision. He could ruin everything she has achieved so far. He could kill those captives. But then, if he has to kill some supernaturals he could have already done that. With his power, he don't need minions or this charade of kidnapping.

But if he is not in the league with them, then she could use some help. Deciding it's worth a gamble, Willow faced him and took long breath.

"What is it fae?" He asked, noting her jutted chin as if she has come to a decision.

"Do you know why I need this?" She asked waving her bag.

"I don't put tabs on everyone. Tell what you have to say and leave. My time is valuable"

Willow clenched her jaw to stop the rebuke that is at the tip of her tongue. She is not stupid, just stubborn.

"There are supernaturals who are being held captive," Willow said without any preamble, trying to gauge his reaction.

He narrowed his eyes at the news. That's the only outward sign he give away that he heard her.

"Continue," he said after a second.

Willow related him everything she saw and what is she going to do about it.

"Fuck! Fuck!" The fae king swore as he started pacing. He is definitely agitated which means he don't know anything about this or he is a good actor.

"This is getting out of hand"

"Do you know anything about it?"

He turned his stormy eyes at her, his eyes glaring red.

"Would I have let my people suffer like this?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything about you"

"Perhaps you don't know anything about me. But you must know what happens to the ones who misjudged me"

"I'm not here to lock horns with you. We both don't have time for that. This is serious. Now that you know about it what are you going to do?"

His lips thinned. "I can't... I can't blow my disguise"

"What do you mean you can't? Haven't you heard what I said? People's lives are in danger... not only our but all kind. You can't just walk away"

"You don't know anything about the situation fae, that's why I'm letting you get away with disrespecting me this one time. But do that again, and you won't like what I do"

Willow rubbed her forehead with her right hand in frustration.

"This is not the way to go. I thought you would do something about it. Clearly I'm mistaken. You are more concerned about your charade than the lives of those thousand or so innocent people"

"Careful fae. You are walking on thin ice. I said I can't blow the charade, not I won't help you"

"You would?" Willow asked in surprise. She mustn't be . But after listening to his arrogance, she thought he won't bother himself with rescuing some mere supernaturals. After all he is an immortal as old as time.

"Not directly. I can't risk of blowing my cover. But... I can help you with blowing the places"

"Good enough. I will take what I can get," Willow nodded her head at him in agreement. Willow knew she couldn't ask more from him. He has his own agenda to be here. This kingdom is holding more secrets and mysteries than she thought.