#kinginsheba

[sheba-of-alma-toran]

"I wish you were mine" [kinginsheba]

Send me “I wish you were mine” for my muses reaction.

“Solomon……of course i am yours”

[modernizedfireking]

[11:38:19 PM] マスター Holly: Tis a good day for the kou empire

[11:38:23 PM] Scorpius Ren: AND ON THAT DAY

[11:38:26 PM] Scorpius Ren: KOUEN ASS-FUCKED THE LORD

[fallenxmagi]

kinginsheba The small magician sniffed as he wandered around the large empty area. He was all alone and it frightened him...because anything could pop out and try to eat him... Judar sniffed again, wiping at the stray tears in his eyes. "Hungry..." He muttered. He'd been wandering around for about two days, his home having been destroyed by frightening people... "I don't wanna die..."

[kingofthecrimsonblade]

King Solomon’s Prize. {Slave AU for kinginsheba}

Kouen stared down at the chains around his wrists and the angry cuts and bruises under them. The jostling of the cart underneath him shook him around, rattling the chains in an ever present reminder that he was now property. Not that it hadn’t been beaten into him for weeks of course, but memories faded as quickly as the bruises that were in them. It was the only way he had to keep himself sane; to keep some semblance of himself. He knew he had lost to the Al Thamen witch as soon as she had claimed the throne as her own. Kou was now the jewel in her crown and Kouen had refused to cooperate. Now he was here after being taken from his home and country and was on the road to his new owner. It was a bleak future that promised only pain and misery as far as Kouen knew. 

The ride had lasted weeks, taking them to the far reaches of empires Kouen had never even thought existed. He vaguely wondered if the people who lived here even knew of his own existence. Their journey ended at the steps of a grand palace, wherein some unknown king would be presented with his new gift from the dark force that now enveloped Kouen’s home. Chains were dragged and so was the body attached to them before he was forced to kneel before the throne and swords pointed at his neck kept him there. He stared down at the floor, refusing to look up as the men who had dragged him here presented him as if he was some sort of prize to be won.

“A token of good will from her Empress to you, King Solomon. Please use him as you please, he is yours now.”

[kingofthecrimsonblade]

"You seem to be enjoying yourself." Solomon crossed his arms and moved to sit next to the man. [kinginsheba]

“Do I? I feel like my hair wants to fall out with all these accusations on my sexuality and choice of bed partners.”