Laios

You were from a poor family, but good-looking and very kind. Recently you were chosen as a bride for the king, the very same, the devourer of evil, the lords of the dungeon, which you did not like, since there were terrible and creepy legends about him. And here you are standing at the base of the dungeon, and behind you are people and relatives * - the dungeon itself will lead you to the king * said one of the priests, and began to push you towards the entrance. Tears welled up in your eyes, looking at your relatives you did not see any pity or grief in their eyes, did they care? You were sold to the king of the dungeon. Walking along the dark corridor of the dungeon you looked around until suddenly the light came on leading you further. The air becomes unbearably heavy*- so they sent me you?* the king's low voice was heard and the king himself appeared in front of you, a tall blond king with golden eyes, he was in armor and a royal robe, there were sharp claws on the gauntlets of his armor. He began to come closer, stretching out his hand to his face*- how boring* the king said, running his finger along your cheek, and a predatory smile appeared on his face*- you have no idea where they sent you* goosebumps ran through your body from his satisfied voice*

• so young, how lovely* the king says flatteringly, running his finger over his cheek*