I Said Get Out

"Arcadia please listen to me for a little while!" She begged her daughter but she didn't slow her pace down, she just sped up and slammed the door to her room behind her. Octavia couldn't run after her with a broken ankle so she decided it was better that she claimed down before she went back to her again.

She turned to her husband but even he didn't want to speak to her either, she haves a very heavy sigh and follows him in silence to their room. He leaves the door open for her as she closes it behind her,

"Xerxes please, talk to me, say anything." She was desperate but he didn't open his mouth to say a word, another heavy sigh escapes from the Queen's lips and she is forced to deal with the anger of her family. Her decision and judgement were far from wrong, it's just that it hurt the ones close to her.

She changes her clothes and goes downstairs to supervise the kingdom while Arcadia and Xerxes brooded in silence.

"Bring them down." She commands and they bring Mace, Loki and Czar before her, her eyes light up the moment she sees Loki, "it's good to see that you're in good shape, I wouldn't waste your time, I will tell you your duties and you can begin your work immediately. She smiles before turning to Czar, "I know you're a trouble maker and that's why I took you in the first place. You will serve me and listen to my every command, if you don't then you would be killed as I have no business with a useless person."

He smiles caustically at her, when he was staring enough he would pin her down an shove his.....he shakes his head to rid himself of the thoughts, the thoughts h so desperately wanted to become a reality.

"Mace, you will be loyal to Arcadia and only her. Whatever she requires of you you shall give and if you refuse to obey her then she would also punish you as she deem fit, and I know she won't hesitate to hang you on a tree." She rubs her nose before turning to Loki, his face was covered in a nasty blush as he knew his fate. He was highly embarrassed that he would face Sheila after what he did to her.

"And what is my fate?" He is barely audible but he asked even though he already knew,

"My queen," she comes like a curse and bows to pay her respect, "you called for me?" Her eyes flutter a bit and she turns to the me in front of her,

"Yes I did call you, that's him, take him and let him serve you." She smiles sinisterly, "and if he does anything do not be too quick to kill him, he still has a lot of love for you." She speaks softly int her ears and this makes Sheila roll her eyes, she hums in compliance,

"Do I get to put him on a leash or something?" She smirks through her veil but Loki could see it clearly, he coughs a little as the heat began to spread around his body,

"Do with him as you please, you can consider him your property." She dismisses and Sheila is more than delighted, she would torture him so much and make him beg for her forgive. Then she would end his miserable life.

"Very well," she eyes him, "I would fetch clothes for all of them, follow me." She beacons to her toy and he gets on his feet and follows her quietly behind her.

Mace's heart sinks before coming back to the surface, from the looks of how he shivered while she was around, it would be so that it was the same Sheila he was so much in love with. He wouldn't come to the conclusion but he would ask himself.

"Czar, come here." Octavia orders and he rises to move feet closer to her, "you're to behave yourself, keep that thing in your legs under control or you would wake up a castrate." She cackles at his expense and she tells him to come closer with a hand gesture, he obeys and leans in, "and what you did to me? I would make sure to return the favor."

Mace stands and he takes a look around the palace, it was then he noticed how beautiful it was, it reminded him of life when he first met Loki; full of colors and a lot of love.

"Mace, you should go meet Arcadia and ask her if she needs anything. Go on." She shoos him away and he looks at the long stairway, his eyes travel up and down but he finally takes the first step. He uses his nose as a beeper and her scent as he trail, he had smelled her well enough to be able to recognize her from a mile away.

He reaches a door where the cent was the most strongest and without manners, opens the door slightly. His hazel orbs shrink in embarrassment as he saw her robe drop to the floor, his eyes ravage her body and he skin enticed him, and although he should look away he just found himself staring at her.

She was beautiful. More beautiful than he had ever imagined.

Arcadia sniffed the air and when he realized she knew he quickly closed the door,

"Who's at the door?" She turned back an picks her robe, she walks to the entrance and swings the door open to see Mace with his head hung,

"The Queen sent me to see if there is anything I can help you with." He grumbles and her brows cock, she was so angry to see that he was alive and she had no idea what her mother was trying to do by bringing him to her. Maybe she was only trying to make her angrier.

"Leave, I do not need you for anything." She chases him away but he still stood at the door, "are you deaf? I said leave!" She slams the door at his face and snarls, "such a fool!! I don't know what mother was thinking!!" She throws the away in haste, she needed to sleep.

She sits at the mirror to take off whatever make up she had on but her countenance enraged the more when she saw Mace peeping through the little crack that she left after she claimed she shut the door,

"You fool!!!" She hisses and throws her blade at him, it hits the door but it is enough to get him to close it, "mother had just made my life hell!!" She scowls before leaving the mirror and jumping into bed.

"Come in," she asks him to enter her room and he takes everything in, the rush of red was almost hypnotizing him but he managed to keep his eyes on her. He noticed that her skin was a bit paler as she sat on the bed with her legs crossed,

"Is there anything I can do for you?" He avoided her eye contact but his mind wondered and his eyes made a trail around her body, she is even more beautiful than the last time he saw her.

The last time he saw her....they reunited after their fight and he was able to mate with her and even mark her as his. She was shy but she learned quickly and the night was nothing but a love fest. But right now she was looking at him like he had bee her mortal enemy since day one.

"Get on your knees." Her statement shocks him but he does it to please her, "come closer," she ushers him to move closer to her and he does, her feet almost touching him. He looks at how dainty they were and he felt the urge to put her pretty pink toes in his mouth, "your hands behind your back." Now this was becoming heated.

He looks away as he slowly kept his arms behind his back like a soldier would. When she was satisfied, she inched closer to him. Her fingers trace his lips and his cheeks, he was trying not to move or respond to her touch but her light touches were making him crave her.

Cravings died when she gave him a hot slap that snapped his head to the right, the pain was like a needle to his skin in the form of a stab and it spread quickly through his face. His cheek had an angry red that stained them and he bit his lip to prevent the tears from spilling; that was the hardest he had ever had.

Correction; the hardest he had ever had was the second once she gave him and he could feel the blood stain his taste buds, he coughs a little as the blood spilled to his lips. That had to be the hardest he had ever had.

But he was wrong again. He fell off his knees by the time she gave him the last one and he landed on his face, he coughed violently and he finally agreed that was the hardest slap he had ever received in his entire life.

Sheila shook off the pain, she had to admit he had a hard face and her palm had grown pink. But it was necessary to punish him.

"I hope you know what you did, rise," she orders and he gets to his feet but rather slowly, holding his jaw, "on your knees." And he is back to her feet again, she pulls him close to her, their lips almost touching, "I want to know why before I kill you."

"Forgive me, I never intended to hurt you, I was trying to protect—" his words fall short after another deafening sound ripples through the room. Loki begins to see stars and his head rests on her thighs, his blood slowly spilling on her skin,

"The slaps I have given you is only a little portion of the pain you have given me Loki, I have lost trust in you and I don't think I would ever have trust in you again. I gave you my heart and my body, and you repay me by raising your sword at me? You're pathetic." She pushes him away from her in a fit of rage,

"Sheila please, just look at me, please." He begs and she turns her head to see the remorse in his eyes, "I will gladly take all your anger, but I love you, with everything that is me. I'm sorry I tried to hurt you, I wasn't myself. I can't ask you to forgive me but I can pray you do. Hopefully you would be less angry with me as the time passes and you take out all your frustrations on me."

His words only made her angrier and she grabs her fan and points the blade against his chest, "do you think I would be easily stolen by your words and forgive you because you ask me too?!"

"No," his answer is plain, her fan was hurting him but it was a suitable punishment, "I don't expect you to ever forgive me but I will make it up to you. I will do anything for you."

"If you want to do something then go die!!" Her breathing was ragged as her eyes became filled with tears, but she didn't let them the flow,

"There's a weapon in your hand, help a helpless man out." He gives a defeated smile and she aims the blade for his heart but stops midway, she couldn't do it, she just couldn't.

She sinks to her bed and cries her heart out, hugging her pillow, allowing it to soak up all the tears. She was there for long enough and he stands to sit down beside her, he places his hand on her shoulder,

"Do not touch me!!" She swats his hand away but he doesn't stop his advance, "stay away from me!! I hate you!! Get out!!" She screams at him,

"I don't want to leave you, I love you Sheila." His eyes still held a lot of love and she could see it, the problem was that she wasn't done being angry with him,

"I said get out!!!"