Desire's Vessel: My Lewd Reincarnation-Chapter 50: Mad King

Zaja raised his eyebrow inquisitively, "Hold on, after how the last wedding try ended. You really have the guts to marry your eldest daughter to me? There must be some illness spreading around here. Why the fuck is everyone trying to put a ring on my finger?" Zaja couldn’t believe it as he scratched the back of his neck with utter confusion.

After his amazing recovery, Percival had some how lost his mind. Making one crazy order after the other.

First, he threw all the nobles who had been plotting to kill Zaja into prison for treason since Zaja holds the title of Throne Blessed. He took their lands and riches and gave all of them to the vessel as well.

Secondly, he handed over his wife’s properties to Zaja. This made Zaja’s lands and territories as big as those of a Duke.

Thirdly, he offered his daughter to be married by Zaja and not Kael.

No doubt, it was the effect of his meteoric rise at play here. Good thing he didn’t have any interest in the throne, if he did, Percival would basically be helping his rival take the throne from him.

In the next room, Elyria sat at a desk, sorting through their recent gains. Without Percival knowing, Hillary was under the table, sucking on Zaja’s cock.

"You are the perfect son in law! Zaja, I swear my judgement of people is the best in the world. From the first moment I set my eyes on you, I knew you were meant to become a giant among men. Only someone like you deserves my precious daughter. Damn all those other fools! Damn Kael Valthorne!! You will marry Cleo and become part of the royal family as my son in law!" Percival spoke firmly, leaving no room for argument or exchange of words.

Zaja shook his head slowly, "You realize that your son is dead, and I would eventually take over as king if something should happen to you... that is hard to believe. First of all, forcing a woman to marry is almost always a bad move. In the best case scenario, you get cheated on, in the worst case, you get poisoned and she spends your money with her real lover. I’d rather be the lover than the dead husband. So, setting me up with your daughter after breaking the engagement she agreed to have with Kael Valthorne doesn’t sound like a great deal to me..."

"It would be better if you just stopped there and gave me a fair chance to wow... I mean, win her heart the right way," Zaja said seriously and Percival closed his eyes and thought about it.

"Son in law, that does sound more proper." The King muttered.

"Of course it does. Also, never praise me in front of your daughter. Girls thede days don’t like a guy their father approves of."

"Thats not true. It only applies to silly, horny driven teens. My Cleo is a perfect jewel and she can’t be compared to those common girls. The only reason she might not like you is because she thinks I only admire rough, criminal types."

Cleo was known as the one of the most beautiful women in the region. She was so stunning that she had gotten men killed.

It happened earlier that week. The Duke of Damsgard had a brother who had an eye for the princess, because the Duke wanted the princess for himself he poisoned his brother and he died from hemorrhaging.

He was the 55nd man to die for the woman’s sake in a space of four years. One of the men had the head of his dick bitten off or cut off while sleeping.

"Fine I will not praise you to my daughter. I hardly see her anyway. She is now a five star recruit at the Institute of Halo," Percival sighed.

"I got you a three star recruit rating. You can enter as a three star, or use your Arcane Energy levels to go in as an unranked student. Its up to you, but remember the headmistress from the Ember Crown Empire will be there. There’s also a good chance agents from the Blackfield Gorge are around..."

"Entering as anything higher than three star will attract attention you might want to avoid, especially when they send you to the Presbytery. Evil things happen there ever so often. You could get kidnapped, enslaved, experimented on or even fucking killed. Sometimes all in a span of one day." the king spoke plainly.

In recent years, the Institute Of Halo had gained huge wealth and fame. It had become the top school for the continents best talents. It was the only academy that trained and exhalted the mutations of their students.

Things had gone so far that some families now sent their top students there for about five years. A degree from the Institute Of Halo was now seen as proof of excellence everywhere on the continent.

"Oh, the Queen will be there too, not openly, but she will be. Be careful around her. On the surface, she has ties to many groups, but really, she is her own power. It has been that way since she first gained her abilities. She is Cleo’s spiritual guide and a warlock you do not want to cross. I am very serious, son in law. She isn’t evil, but she has no mercy for disloyal or overly lustful men. You are neither, but if your hands go where they shouldn’t, she won’t wait for explanations before cutting off your dick..."

"Also, try not to annoy her. She is very patient, but she can snap from calm to furious in an instant," King Percival warned. Even with all the warnings, he could not hide the deep, endless love he felt for the Queen.

"Future father in law, why do I hear so much love and respect in your voice when you talk about the Queen? Isn’t she the one who ended your bedroom abilities with her and left you to be pleased by the Wagner children?" Zaja was puzzled.

The Kings answer made everything clear. "If the Queen wanted me to be an eunuch, I would drop my pants right now and let her cut them off and I’d sit and watch with a smile as she is pleased by another man she deems fit!"