King of the Cursed

(Averting the prince of power)

Scarlet's POV

I retired for the night pushing off the boots from my feets using the heel and groaning in thanks when the strong boots came off. I pulled off the tusk wrapping my Auburn hair, dropped it at the table and grabbed a cup of water.

Bringing the cup closer to my lips to take a sip to soothe my sore throat from the rigorous yellings of the day's work.

A hard knock hits my door stifling me in place, the water with unrest spills on my face.

Damn!

“Can’t I have some water in peace?” I growled forcing myself...