This story is of my own creation and it may or may not follow the time line of the show I'm not sure yet. I hope you enjoy my latest masterpiece. Plz review if you feel I am worthy.
This is only the introduction; the chapters will be much longer.
Introduction
"Lord Dilandau, Folken has been given word that the Royals are having a ball and they wish for you to attend."
Gatti stood at attention on the far side of what the slayers called 'Dilandau's Lair'. It was a dark room lit only by a single torch. Dilandau was sitting in what look like a thrown gazing at the flame as if he hadn't herd a word of what he had just said. Gatti waited patiently for a reply and possibly a smack for not bringing any news of war, death, or destruction. His patience was soon rewarded. Dilandau smirked and without letting his eyes so much as glance away for the flame he spoke.
"So they want the monster to attend do they? They probably expect me to say no, but I thing this will be good fun. A well timed blink and smirk and grown men will be running from the room."
He laughed as though an evil plot had just been formed in that diabolical mind of his.
"Tell Folken I shall be attending. And maybe I'll have a little fun while I'm there."
Gatti bowed and quickly left the room fallowed by the laugh that makes soldiers fall to there knees crying, the laugh that Dilandau is famous for.
It's impossible to figure out Dilandau's moods but this was usually the best he gets.