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She sighed at the girlish giggling behind her, back pressing against the red couch all the noise was coming from. Her head rested against her raised knees and she closed her eyes, willing for this situation to be over. Today was the third time this man had shown up, and every time he appeared, she sat out of the “festivities”. She didn’t understand the appeal of appeasing him. He came from nowhere, claiming to be some kind of God, and the king of the castle they lived in told them to treat the man as they would treat a person of royalty.
During his first visit, nothing seemed very special about him, and though the servants were eager to please, they didn’t seem too keen on the idea after he had left. During the second visit, one of the women threatened the blue-skinned woman he travels with and he destroyed her on the spot. Today was the third time he’d shown up and the women were, once again, tending to his every need, probably out of fear.
Admittedly, besides the one time he’d erased that poor girl, he didn’t treat them without respect. He always asked for things instead of demanded, and never touched any of them without permission. His eyes never strayed very far from their faces, and he never spoke in suggestive tones. Other than being bare-chested, he always appeared decent in front of them, and was overall peaceful during his visits. The whole situation was still very weird though.
For one, the man who claimed to be a God looked exactly like a clown. He had pasty white skin and a round, red nose. He wore lipstick, red lipstick, and had blue markings down both eyes. He was bald in the middle and had orange hair around the diameter of his head. He was also very thin and even wore pointy shoes. Nothing about him screamed “God” except for maybe the gold he wore around his upper arms and wrists. Oh, and the fact that he, apparently, had the power to destroy someone with a single word.
The clothes he’d requested they wear was also very strange. Currently, she was wearing a dark violet leotard with a golden flared skirt that came half-way down her thighs. She had on white knee-high socks, and short black heels with a matching black hat. Painted over one of her eyes was a purple heart and on the opposite cheek was a small golden star. Her nails were painted the same color as her skirt, and her cheeks were dusted with a red blush that blended in nicely with her tanned skin. The other women in the room had similar ensembles. She thought the outfits were atrocious but kept that bit of information to herself.
Lifting her head, she glanced in the direction of the man’s face and grimaced when he caught her gaze. He smirked at her and she quickly turned away, sighing again into her knees. He wasn’t handsome at all.
“Why don’t you join us this time?” A voice asked, and she already knew who that question was directed towards.
Sighing for the third time, she took a deep breath before returning her attention back to him with a strained smile.
“You already seem so well taken care of. I couldn’t possibly offer anything more.”
“Nonsense. There’s always room for one more.” He patted the couch.
The servant that was sitting next to him looked at the small space in front of her, then turned and scowled.
“It appears that spot is already taken.” She commented, aloofly ignoring the heated glare from the other woman.
The God looked at the servant next to him.
“I don’t think it is.” He said, gaze piercing into the woman’s next to him. She squeaked and shot up, hastily moving out of the way and making space.
He looked back at her. “See?”
She snorted softly and stood up, walking over to the couch and slipping into the space that was now empty. It was warm where she sat, and she flushed once she’d realized the heat was coming from the man’s body. She stiffened as she tried not to make any movements, lest her skin brush against his, and he chuckled under his breath.
“Comfortable?”
“No.”
The other servants in the room gasped.
“Kae!” One yelped, mortified at her seeming disrespect.
“Please forgive her! She’s still learning!”
“Yes, we are all very eager to please you, Sir!”
Amongst the yelled conciliations, the last statement caught her attention and she turned to look at him with a tilted head and soft frown.
“You’ve been here three times, and we’ve yet to know your name.”
The God lifted an eyebrow and raised a hand, signaling for the servants to settle down. A hush fell over the room and he spoke.
“My name? You can call me Lord Belmod.”
“Lord Belmod? Okay.”
She turned back around and slowly relaxed against the couch. A moment of complete silence passed before it was broken by the servant’s voices.
“Lord Belmod~ You’ve completely forgotten your food! Please, have some more!” One of the servants quipped, picking up a piece and offering it to him.
“Yes, and one of these as well, Lord Belmod!”
“Lord Belmod, don’t forget this one~!”
He glanced at her once more before accepting the foods being offered to him again. For the moment, he didn’t seem to be interested in her anymore and she felt relieved. She was still sitting uncomfortably close to him, but the warmth of his body felt nice now that she didn’t have to worry about being under his scrutiny. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the fact that she seemed to have been forgotten about once again. It would’ve been better if she could have gone back to her spot on the floor, but for now she wasn’t complaining.
After about 10 minutes, she felt him shift and opened her eyes. He stood up and stretched, the blue-skinned woman appearing by his side.
“Time to go already?” The woman asked.
“Yeah, it’s been long enough.”
He scanned the room before his eyes fell to Kae. “See you next time.”
He smirked again, then they disappeared in a flash of white light.
As soon as they were gone the room broke out into panicked screams.
“Oh my god, Kae! What were you thinking?!”
“No? No?? He could have ended you right there!”
“Yeah, don’t go messing things up for the rest of us! It’s bad enough you’re here!”
“Hey, don’t say things like that!”
Kae closed her eyes and hung her head back. This was why she opted to just sit on the floor and stay out of the whole situation. Why did he have to notice her?
“Look guys, I’m sorry. You know I can’t lie when I’m nervous. It wasn’t my fault he decided to say something to me. I’ve avoided being a part of things since the first time he got
here and didn’t plan on changing that anytime soon.”
“Yeah, now that you’ve mentioned it, it did seem a little weird. He’s never bothered you before.” Her friend Ilisa agreed. She was one of the only people that Kae got along with.
“Well I don’t care. Next time just stay out of the way!” Another servant, Akane, scolded. She was the one that had to give up her spot next to Lord Belmod.
“Yeah! No one cares about you!” Mika voiced, sticking her tongue out and following Akane out the room.
Kae and Ilisa looked at each other and sighed for what seemed to be the 100th time that day. When the last two servants left the room, they began to speak.
“What was that all about? I mean, did you do something?” Ilisa asked.
“No? I mean, I looked at him but that’s it. He has tons of beautiful women looking at him though so I highly doubt me looking at him would cause anything.”
Ilisa frowned at her friends reasoning but decided not to say anything.
“Yes, that was strange. Let’s let it go for now. Come on, I’m famished.”
They both left the room.
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Belmod and Marcarita flew through space back to their planet.
“My, my, Lord Belmod. It’s not like you to single someone out.” She teased.
She wasn’t lying. Her lord didn’t show favoritism very often, and when he did, he usually kept it to himself.
“What can I say? Besides, you can’t tell me you weren’t a little curious yourself.”
She hummed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with him. The rest of their way home was silent.