karismacake

“So show me to this low class food,” Little King John said, walking behind you into the store. You rolled your eyes. “Yes your majesty, follow me,” it wasn’t that he was rude, he was just...creepy. He was also every selfish, making sure it was only his feelings that were ever considered. You wondered how you ever fell in love with Little King John. You guess it started when he confessed to you, and you rejected him many times. You had no where to live, so as a token of his love to you, he offered you a room in his castle. You were flattered, and of course agreed. A few nights later, there was an awful storm.