Kingly Desire (BWWM) (on hiatus)

Heart

"Did she just die?" The king asked and the siren answers him because Akia can't.
"Why does she look- everyone has to go." The king said and the guards drag out the sirens. They attempt to pull Akia away but she won't budge. They tried lifting her but she begins crying and screaming.

"It's okay. Just leave her." The king said at last.

Akia stands still as the rest of the people leave.
She stares in awe as the king takes some ink and paper from the table.
Akia watched as he starts drawing very strange symbols with his fingers.

He finishes writing before putting his finger in his mouth and biting down on it. He's finger is bleeding, Akia is too shocked to react as the blood from his finger attempts to go back to the wound it'd oozed out off.

The king puts his hand on the wound and collects the blood before it closes. But before he could apply the blood to the paper it begins levitating drifting back towards the wound. Before the king could catch the droplet it's back in the wound and it's already sealing up again.

"Just this once. C'mon." He says to no one but himself. Before he extending a long nail running the nail down his wrist splitting it open.
"Just one drop." He says as blood starts pouring down his wrist.

The blood gets on the paper but just as it did it, it begins coming back up and into his wrist once more. Akia walks towards her mother's body, falling to the floor with the king.
"Can my blood help?" Akia asked

The king looks reluctant but takes her dainty hand to his mouth. It's wet warmth then a very quick prick of pain. The first drop touches his tongue. His whole body shivers in delight but he concentrates on the matter at hand.

He gently takes Akia's hand out of his mouth before putting it over the piece of paper. The blood drops from her hand into the sheet of paper. The markings on the paper illuminate in a dark red ink, similar to the color of the King's blood that had refused to spill and not at all as the droplet that had let the cut in Akia's hand.

The king placed a hand on the woman's forehead.
"Have you done this before?" Akia asked feeling nauseous, the king replies as he carries the woman's body into his lap.
"I only attempted one other time."

"Did you succeed?" Akia asked anxiety pricking her skin deeper into her nerves than the King's bite had.
"No."
"Are you going to succeed now?"
"Go outside- I need to concentrate." The king said placing his hands on the woman's forehead.

Akia listens this time. A part of her thinks that this is the end for her mother. Knows no one can escape death.

Yet she hopes the king would be able to do something anything, She's terrified of what it'd mean if he couldn't. What it'd mean for the rest of her family. She'd ruined so many of her family member's lives already. Taking away their mother, undoubtedly the head of their household. The bond of their existence.

She was never going to be forgiven for something like this. Even clast who had a bitter taste in his mother in concern to his parents. The hostility he has always held towards her wouldn't be enough to ignore that she'd died wrongfully.

Akia can't even cry, she can't relieve any sadness. It was way too potent to be expressed.

The door opens a couple moments later and the king steps out.
"She'll be okay. She needs to sleep for 13 days. She should wake up and be fine." The king said and Akia wants to say something but she doesn't know what to say. She doesn't feel any happiness about her mother's miracle.

"She wanted to kill the mother of your child. I saved her." The siren said and the king doesn't seem to be thankful or appreciative in the least.
"I know. She's a devil woman, her kind are capable of anything. But you a siren should never try to imitate any kind of civility over someone who knows better." The king said eyes blank towards the siren. The moment they shared behind them, sirens were naturally open creatures. They could fuck their worst enemy and still regard them as such.