Fantastic Beasts of Records: Lecherous Prince Of The Sea

She couldn't even finish her words before a dense pressure collapsed on her shoulders.

He spoke. "That woman is my wife.." His words hung in the air, a menacing threat and warning that reverberated in her mind. "Show some respect when addressing her" He added.

She didn't doubt that he would punish her mercilessly without hesitation. And because of that, she quickly apologized "Sorry about that..." She bowed and said sarcastically "It is my fault for not knowing my place".

As suddenly as it had appeared, the oppressive weight lifted from her shoulders, allowing her to breathe a sigh of relief and shrug off the tension that had been weighing her down.

The demon's exaggerated exhalation echoed through the room, punctuating the end of his previous statement. "You know...." He drawled, his tone dripping with incredulity. "Apart from you sounding smart, this has got to be one of the strangest and weirdest conversations I've ever been a part of".

A smile, suffused with an air of knowing, slowly spread across her lips as she took in the demon's words. "I know what you were expecting..." Her voice was calm as she responded. "You were expecting to see me in tears, to watch as I cried and cursed you with each breath, while you took advantage of my weakness and led me around with a leash of my own emotions". She paused, her lips pursed in defiance. "But that's not going to happen".

The demon seemed surprised at her words.

Undeterred, she pressed on. "From the look of it, you plan to build a harem, right?".

The demon's response was swift and unequivocal. "Yes".

"And is that the only goal that you possess at the moment?".

"Not really…" The demon mused. "Acquiring enough strength is still my number one priority".

"I see" She understood. Of course, it was because she was previously an ascendant, that she understood the raw sensation that came after each ascension. And although there were a lot of ascendants who were addicted to such a sensation, there were still some who were aware of their limits and had chosen to pursue other things in life apart from strength.

"So, just to clarify, your sole long-term goals revolve around amassing more women, either to satiate your carnal desires or display as trophies in your room" She stated with matter-of-fact precision.

At the mention of his obsession with women, the demon's expression contorted. His lips twisted as though he disagreed with her choice of words. However, despite having the option to dispute her statement or rearrange her words to his liking, he simply responded "Yes".

And so, she nodded. Finally accepting her fate as a slave to a demon.

"That is enough for me" She replied. "I will stay and serve you willingly as the faithful slave that you desire. And then when the night returns, you can take me from behind and ride me in any way that pleases you".

The demon seemed to stop whatever was going through his mind and gazed at her in surprise. He wanted to speak, but he could tell that she wasn't done talking. And truly, she wasn't.

"However" She continued, her voice taking on a more sinister edge. "When your delusions of owning a harem inevitably crumble and shatter into countless irreparable shards, I will stand by your side and relish in your downfall". Her lips twisted into a crazed smile as she spoke with renewed emotion. "As the women, you have gathered to sate your carnal desires turn on you, betray you, and corrode your mind and body by turning your pleasures into their strength, I, fallen Queen Edna Kanit, will take pleasure in watching you suffer".

As soon as her voice trailed off, she began to breathe in a laboured manner, as if she had been running tirelessly for a long time. Her heart pounded with eagerness as she attempted to slow it down.

"It's a shame" The demon mused, a pensive expression on his face as he massaged his finger. "It's quite a shame that you have chosen this path for yourself." He paused for a moment before continuing. "Nevertheless, as long as it keeps you from doing anything foolish, I see no reason to dissuade you".

"Are you doubting that fate will not serve you your just desserts?" She wanted to scream at his nonchalant attitude. Oh, heaven knew that the thought had crossed her mind before she reined in her emotions and held back.

"No, I am not. But that is why I also have several means to ensure that none of that ever happens" The demon answered. Unexpectedly, he began to stroll forward, towards her.

Edna found herself at a loss for what to do in this situation, so she instinctively pressed her body against the wall and tightly shut her eyes. She tensed her muscles, preparing for whatever was to come next, and even went so far as to seal her legs shut in case his hands wandered towards her vagina.

Her mind sneered in contempt; of course, there was always a possibility that his hands might end up there.

"And let's say all of this comes to pass, as you have predicted" His breath tickled against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. "...What are you going to do?".

Her heart screamed out, rationality be damned! Attack him! Attack him now, while you have the chance, and set yourself free!

But, she relented.

Slowly, Edna opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of the demon's grinning expression before she stared at him directly.

In response to the question posed to her, she said. "And when it's all over, I can die in peace, knowing that fate has dealt you your just punishment... With that thought in mind, I can rest easy, knowing that my husband's death has been avenged".

"HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!" He laughed.

​ The bastard was laughing!

Her fingers itched, urging, grab him! Grab him. Her hands begged with rage, let me have him! Let me have him! Come on, that bastard is worth strangling!

But, Edna relented.

He raised his hands and used his fingers to wipe away a fake tear before refocusing his attention on Edna. "Very well, we will see how it goes" The demon said. "We will see if fate picks a side and how it all ends up. But in the meantime..." He took a few steps away from her, turned around, and walked towards the door. "I will take my leave".

The tension in Edna's body suddenly dissipated, and she found herself with a breathing room to occupy. She stared at him as he walked towards the door, grasped the handle, opened it, and halted his steps. His head turned towards her with a thoughtful expression on his face, as though he had just remembered something.

"Though I don't know if your husband told you, but, the Miracle Queen, Queen Mavena, is behind your husband's fake death" The demon mused. "And judging by what you have gone through, you can say that she orchestrated the mess before you met me". He then locked eyes with her. "I am telling you this because I felt the need to say it".

He walked out of the room and closed the door with a resounding 'bam'.

The room became silent once more.

As the stillness settled in, Edna's eyes began to mumble, I can't take it anymore! I… can't ….take it ….anymore!

Tears began to flow from her eyes without ceasing. She had desired to keep them at bay, to contain the weariness that was gnawing away at her, but it had become unbearable.

And thus, her eyes released a torrent of emotions, and she could not help but sob uncontrollably, her body wracked with each painful hiccup.

"Hic! Hic! Hic!"

Out of nowhere, a hand descended from above and landed softly on her back, sending a shiver coursing through her spine. The sensation was so palpable that Edna couldn't believe it was anything but a figment of her imagination.

Her head snapped to the side, and her eyes widened in surprise as she caught sight of Vanessa with her eyes wide open. Vanessa's gaze was both soothing and comforting, and her hand rested gently on Edna's back as she patted it in a reassuring manner.

As Edna's voice quivered with emotion, she stuttered out. "You... You... You heard everything?".

"I heard" Vanessa responded, her voice weak and lacking in vitality, but still loud enough to reach Edna's ears. "I'm not dead, just feeling weak. And besides, you dragged me into this mess with you, so don't expect me to die without making you suffer for it".

Even though those words were not what she had expected to hear. Even though they came from the last person she had expected to hear from. Even though her mind was still clouded with various uncontrollable emotions, that did not stop Edna from weakly standing up on her feet and seeking comfort in Vanessa's embrace.

"Hic! Hic! Hic!!"