Chapter 41: Future Queen
Chuckling, the vampire leader glanced at his companions and quipped, "My men and I decided to enjoy a little fun in your kingdom. After all, we have heard so much about its legendary hospitality." His remark drew laughter from the rest of his men, their amusement echoing in the room.
Quinn stood silent, observing the interaction with a calm intensity. He was curious to see how Hezekiah would handle these fools, who were utterly ignorant of the King’s true nature. This was their first direct encounter with Hezekiah, and they were clearly underestimating him.
For years, Quinn had been the one tasked with handling threats that could endanger the King’s life, a vow he made to the late King before his passing. While Hezekiah lacked Quinn’s ruthlessness and skill with a blade, his sharp tongue and unmatched wit were more than enough to bring his enemies to their knees. The former King had dismissed such talents as trivial, which was why he entrusted Quinn with being the sword and shield for his successor.
"It’s amusing to hear of this ’great hospitality’ in my kingdom for the first time," Hezekiah remarked, his tone light but laced with mockery. "I must thank you for enlightening me."
The vampire leader cleared his throat, his confidence wavering under the weight of Hezekiah’s words. "You are welcome, Your Majesty. Now, shall we proceed with the truce?" He suggested, hastily changing the subject.
"By all means. What are your King’s terms?" Hezekiah replied.
A scroll was produced, which one of Hezekiah’s guards retrieved and handed to him. Unfolding it, Hezekiah scanned the contents. He scoffed audibly at the first line, his expression growing more amusing as he read further.
The vampires watched him closely, unable to determine whether his reaction was one of astonishment or disdain. At first, they had been surprised to learn Hezekiah would attend the truce personally. They dismissed it as a formality, but now it was clear the King had no intention of conceding to their demands.
"We don’t even make such absurd demands of our enemies. Your King must be quite the visionary," Hezekiah quipped, handing the scroll back to his guard. His gaze shifted to the vampire leader, his voice dropping to a steely calm.