The Damned Demon

A maid approached the door of Oberon's chambers, her steps echoing down the dimly lit corridor. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she drew closer to the heavily guarded door, not used to seeing so many intimidating guards whose gazes immediately landed and pierced into her.

As she reached the door, their faces masked in stoic expressions, standing at attention. They watched her intently as she held out the tray of medicinal drink and the bowl of essence sticks, her hands trembling slightly. However, the pleasant aroma from the essence sticks was helping her relax her nerves a bit.

One of the guards, a tall and imposing figure, stepped forward and barred her way with his spear.

"The drink must be tested first," he said, his voice deep and commanding, "It is the order of the princess consort."

The maid nodded nervously, her heart racing as she handed over the tray to the guard. She watched as he summoned the poison tester and made him drink it.

The poison tester was an old, short man with sharp gray eyes. He carefully examined the glass and dipped his finger in it before taking a sip from it.

The maid held her breath as she watched. She knew she had no reason to be nervous, but if the poison tester found something wrong with it, she might be the one getting executed first, even if she didn't even prepare the drink.

The poison tester closed his eyes briefly after taking a sip. Then, after a moment or two, he opened his eyes and gave a subtle nod to the guards.

"You may now go inside," The guard said as he placed the drink back on the tray, and the maid nodded readily as she went in with weak steps.

As she entered the room with a guard behind her, she saw Prince Oberon lying in bed, his body wrapped in bandages. He looked so pitiful and vulnerable, a far cry from the fearsome prince she had heard stories about. She approached his bed and placed the tray on the table beside him.

"Should I help you drink it, your highness?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Oberon turned his head slowly to look at her, his eyes glinting with a mix of anger and bitterness.

The maid gulped and took his gaze as her cue to leave. Only when she walked out was she able to shake off the uneasy feeling.

After the maid left, Oberon looked at the medicinal drink and inwardly scoffed. He didn't need to drink any shit to get better. His own strength was enough to pull through this and get out of here as soon as possible.

Just the thought of Rowena and Asher spending time together in this castle while he was still here was enough to make his nerves sting.

But upon smelling the sweet and heady scent of the essence sticks, he cooled down a bit and felt that he should focus on getting better by sleeping rather than frustrate himself by thinking about that alien filth.

At least it was a good thing he had some peace and privacy in here, just like his mansion. His mother wanted to station a few guards inside too. But, he told her to not go overboard with it and that he didn't want unnecessary company inside who would probably be mocking him in their heads after seeing his condition.

The fewer eyes on him, the better.

But just as he was about to sleep, his senses suddenly perked up upon hearing the door creak open after a soft knock.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw Rowena enter the room. She was irresistibly beautiful, with long black hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her crimson eyes shone with warmth and compassion as her gaze landed on him.

He was moved by her beauty and gaze. He had always been in awe of her, ever since the first time he had laid eyes on her. Her black dress clung to her curves in all the right places, especially her beguiling bosom and accentuating her slender figure. Her black lips gave her a mysterious and alluring look as if she held secrets that only the bravest could uncover.

He felt his heart race with excitement and gratitude, knowing that she probably came to check on him. He could hardly contain his joy at the sight of her and wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her, to feel her warmth and her beauty close to him.

But his heart sank when he saw Asher following behind her with a smile. He felt a surge of anger as he saw Asher and Rowena walking toward his bed together.

Still, he made sure to close his eyes to a slit to make it seem like he was not really awake.

As the two came closer, Oberon saw Rowena looking at him with a concerned look as she softly said, "I have known Oberon for a long time. He is too strong and brave to get injured like this."

Oberon felt moved, hearing her words. This was the first time he heard her admiration for him, and it felt so good, more than he expected. Maybe it wasn't so bad for his pride to only let her see him in a state like this.

But then he saw Asher scoffing and saying, "Oberon isn't what he seems to be. He's a pathetic bastard who ended up like this due to his own foolishness. You shouldn't waste your kind words on someone who has only brought shame to our House and to you. He has been fooling you the entire time with false pretenses by making it seem like he cares about you and the kingdom. But he doesn't. All he cares about is your crown and gaining more power, even if it means destroying your kingdom."

Rowena looked at Asher with a confused look and asked, "Is that really true?"

'NO! No, Rowena! Don't fucking listen to him. That alien is lying through his teeth!' Oberon wanted to shout and warn her to not get fooled by his nonsense.

Asher nodded as she gently cupped her face and said, "Sadly, yes. But I am not like Oberon, but a better man in every way. That is why I became your husband, my love," Saying so, Asher suddenly leaned forward and kissed her soft, succulent black lips.

'NO! Get off her, you filthy alien!!!' Oberon felt his blood boil upon seeing Asher kissing her right in front of him. He had never felt his chest burn so intensely upon seeing Asher taking advantage of her soft lips and tasting them like an animal.

Rowena shyly pushed Asher away by placing her hand on his chest and whispered, "Oberon is still here and might hear us. We shouldn't do anything improper here."

But Asher gave a charming smile as he said, "Improper? There is nothing improper about a husband and wife kissing. Besides, you are the queen, and you don't have to worry about showing affection to me before anyone," Saying so, Asher grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand away from her chest, and plundered her lips again with even more vigor.

"Mhmmm!~" 

'You dare!!' Oberon screamed inwardly, wanting to lash out at him for forcing himself on Rowena without any shame.

Oberon had never felt so angry, humiliated, and resentful in his life. He couldn't feel his limbs, but he could feel his teeth grinding against each other as he felt his chest cave in, a mixture of intense emotions building up inside of him.

He felt his heart twist inside of him as he saw Asher pull Rowena up to hug her while kissing her passionately. He helplessly saw Asher's filthy hands roaming all over Rowena's curves, making him feel like his heart was cracking.

He then saw Asher breaking the kiss and giving him a side glance with a smug grin before looking at Rowena, "I think we should check in from time to time till Oberon gets better. We can even stay here for a few hours every day while keeping an eye on helpless little Oberon. What if he leaks in the middle of the night, and nobody is there to tend to him?"

Oberon felt flashes and spots in his vision as his breath became coarse and faster. How much more filthy can the tongue of this alien get?

Rowena softly sighed as she looked at Oberon and nodded, "Maybe that is not a bad idea. Even if he is a repulsive man like you said, he is still a royal member of our House and needs our support."

'R-Rowena, you…' Oberon couldn't believe she easily got brainwashed by Asher. This cannot be! Was he really supposed to helplessly watch Asher getting intimate with her till he recovered? How ridiculous and outrageous!

"As expected, you are still so dutiful. But my love, my dragon down there is feeling a bit angry after you kissed me. Would you care to tame it with your mouth? I know you are really good with dragons. Otherwise, I wouldn't be asking for a favor like this," Asher said with a soft sigh as he gestured at the huge bulge on his crotch.

Rowena let out a subtle gasp with a blush as she looked down.

Oberon's body temperature rose, unable to believe that this wretched scum was asking for such a disrespectful and vulgar favor from Rowena, who was none other than the queen! 

Not even in his dreams could he imagine her doing something like that, and he was confident Rowena wouldn't entertain his outrageous request.

And just as he expected, he saw Rowena shake her head and say with pursed lips, "Asher, you are going too far with your jokes. How can you expect me to do such indecent things?"

Asher let out a pitiful sigh as he said, "I was only thinking of introducing my little dragon to you. But I never thought you would find that idea indecent. Maybe I was expecting too much from my wife."

'What a load of bullshit. Ha, who are you trying to fool?' Oberon coldly snickered inwardly. 

"Oh, I…I didn't know it was like that. Don't get upset. I will do it since it's you," Saying so, Rowena slowly moved her dainty hand toward his pants.

'No! Rowena, what in the hell are you doing?! You are the queen! You can't do such a disgraceful thing,' Oberon couldn't believe Asher again managed to beguile her into doing such indecent things.

But it was too late as he saw her pull Asher's pants down briefly, letting loose a vigorous and fiery gray one-eyed dragon from its cage.

"Oh, devils…" Rowena mumbled with a surprised gasp as her eyes widened.

Oberon had his pride shaken upon seeing the sheer size and vigor of the long gray-skinned dragon. 

He had always prided himself on his little brother and had considered it one of his strengths that buffed up his pride.

But seeing Asher's dragon, which was twice his size, made him suddenly feel self-conscious and insecure. He felt a wave of envy and jealousy wash over him as he watched Asher flaunting it before her and saw how shocked and flustered Rowena looked.

He couldn't believe Asher's dragon could get that big. He definitely used some black art to make it look bigger. He definitely did!

"So big…Are all men like this?" Rowena mumbled with a dazed look.

Asher chuckled and said, "Nah. Look at Oberon's poor thing. Since he is bandaged up, and if you look real closely, you can see how miserable that shriveled-up thing is. I pity the women he slept with, tsk, tsk."

'You fucking bastard!!! It looks like that because I am sick!' Oberon wanted to scream at the top of his lungs as his face became red with humiliation, seeing Asher mocking his manhood before Rowena.

He only realized now that the bandages were too thin, which could reveal the outline of his manhood, which was currently not in its best state obviously.

"You are really special, Asher. I have no doubt of it," Rowena said with a shake of her head.

Asher smiled as he said, "I know. But as you can see, my dragon needs special treatment right now before it wreaks havoc. So…can you please tame it as I asked before? Only you can help me out here, and I really believe you can."

"You…You really want me to? Okay…I guess it can't be helped," Rowena said with a soft smile as she slowly bent her back and sat down on the chair, her face directly facing Asher's dragon.

'No…no…Rowena, stop…please…you can't do this to me,'' Oberon's pupils were shaking as he desperately tried to move his limbs and stop her. But no matter how he tried, he couldn't even move his fingers and watched in horror as he saw her open her mouth wide while her face got closer and closer to Asher's dragon, eagerly waiting to enter her moist cave.

But the unthinkable happened as the dragon entered her maiden cave, making Oberon's heart shatter into a million pieces, 'NOOOO!!!'

All Oberon could do was lifelessly lie there, trapped and alone, as Asher and Rowena continued their twisted dance of love and destruction.