Sara sat on the throne, getting used to the feel of her new spot. Ten days until the coronation ceremony and she was still nowhere ready to take over the throne. Seth Rollins had sensed that and a sly grin crossed his lips as he slunk through the two iron doors. Sara's fingers tightened around the spine of the book she had her nose stuck in as she felt a presence enter the room. Her eyes went black with annoyance as she peered over the top of the book to see who would dare intrude.

"Your highness" Seth said, his voice an octave lower than usual in attempt to sound seductive

Sara raised an eyebrow at the grinning fool and eyed him up and down. She wasn't sure what she thought about his chosen attire and silently chuckled to herself as she thought about Crowley would say of the skin tight skinny jeans, the tight shirt that showed off his bulging chest and arm muscles, and the black beanie that topped his long dark hair. Sara made a mental note to order everyone to return to the uniforms Crowley had them wear. The black business attire was much better than whatever this was.

"Can I help you?" Sara asked flatly

"Just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Seth."

"K." was all Sara replied

Seth frowned at Sara's apparent uninterest but he straightened himself, pushing his shoulders back, and tried again.

"Do you need anything? I'm at your complete and total service." Seth winked hoping she'd get what he was hinting at

"Actually…" Sara smiled at him "I'd really love…"

Seth raised his eyebrows, his lips curling into a grin

"Anything, my Queen" he said

"A milkshake" Sara winked at him in the same manner he had

"Wait, what?" Seth said, taken aback

"You heard me, Puppy. I want a milkshake. Chocolate. Extra sprinkles"

"O...okay" Seth blinked a few times, actually shocked that his charm hadn't worked on her

"Well, go on. Fetch" Sara's eyes lowered back down to the old pages of the book that sat in her lap

Seth shrugged, deciding to get Sara her milkshake and switch up his approach. He left the throne room and bumped into Dean Ambrose.

"How'd it go, man?" Dean asked using his fingers to comb his dirty blond hair down into his eyes "What's she like?"

"Not at all what I expected" Seth shook his head "She's making me get her a milkshake...and she called me Puppy"

Dean patted Seth's back and laughed as he walked past him and into the throne room.

"Get me a strawberry one while you're out?"

With a sniff of his shirt he to check the odor level, he shrugged before walking up to the large throne.

"Hey" Dean said, hopping up onto the arm of the chair, nearly scaring Sara half to death "How you doin?"

Sara looked at the man with wide eyes, taken aback. Her mouth was slightly dropped open in shock.

Dean bit his lip and looked Sara up and down.

"You're hotter than they said you were" the blue eyed demon smiled at him

Sara just blinked at him, not believing what was happening.

"Speechless, huh?" Dean leaned in "Most girls are after meeting me"

Sara's eyes grew even wider at the remark. She sniffed at him and wrinkled her nose. He reeked of cigarettes and Oh God he smells like sex she thought.

"Please leave" Sara pleaded, scooting away from Dean

"Oh come on, Baby" Dean smirked, reaching up to stroke a strand of hair from her face "Let me be the king to your queen"

Sara swatted his hand away and rolled her eyes.

"Is that what this is about?" she asked "You and that other nerd trying to get my attention so you can be king?"

"Maybeee" Dean said slyly

Hid expression quickly became serious as he saw Sara's blank expression.

"Unless it's not working, then no"

Sara moved her arm to push the annoying demon off of her throne. Dean fell to the floor with a crash. Catching himself before he could swear and raise his hand to her, he stood and adjusted his clothing.

"Point taken" Dean pushed himself to say before turning and walking out

Sara shook her head and went back to her book, continuing on to chapter twelve.

Dean began fuming once the heavy doors closed behind him. He was not used to being turned down by women and Sara rejecting him was infuriating. While the demon was a notorious hot head, if he wanted the position as the new king, he would have to keep his cool around Sara long enough to get her to choose him. He let out a long breath in attempt to calm himself.

"Ambrose!" A familiar voice came from nearby

Dean turned and waved toward the man walking toward him. He was thankful to see his best friend.

"You been in there yet?" Roman nodded toward the door

"Yeah…" Dean grunted "She's something else"

"Didn't go well, huh?" Roman assumed

"I bruised my tail bone when she shoved me" Dean pouted at his friend

Roman raised his eyebrows and chuckled

"Maybe I'll hold off then. Catch her in a good mood."

"If that's even possible" Dean huffed

The sound of footsteps approaching caught their attention. Seth had returned with Sara's milkshake.

"How'd it go?" Seth asked and Dean glared at him

Seth laughed as he pushed his way between his friends and into the throne room. Roman shook his head and gave Dean a pat on the back.

"She's gonna eat him alive" Roman remarked

"Literally" Dean nodded

Sara groaned as the doors opened with a creak. She would end up having to get a 'Do Not Disturb' sign for the front at this point. A large one.

"One milkshake for the Queen" Seth smiled as he handed Sara the foam cup

"Holy shit, you actually did it." Sara said, impressed

"Anything for you" Seth said hopefully "It was a bitch to get past the guards and get back to Earth for this though"

Sara took a sip from the straw and proceeded to make a face. She spat the contents of her mouth onto the ground.

"You incompetent mutt" Sara hissed, her eyes growing black in anger

"I got what you asked for!" Seth defended "Strawberry with extra sprinkles"

"I. Hate. Strawberry." Sara roared

"Fuck" Seth groaned, placing his hands over his face "I am so so sorry"

"You're gonna be" Sara said through clenched teeth

Seth hung his head in shame and Sara had thought about snapping her fingers and making him explode into pieces but a sly smile crept across her lips as she remembered the demons' plan.

Lets see just how much these dogs want to be King Sara thought to herself

"Puppy" Sara crossed her arms, peering at Seth

Seth's head shot up, his dark eyes full of dread.

"Yes, your Highness?" he gulped

"Clean it up!" Sara stood and pointed to the spat out milkshake on the floor

"Yes, Ma'am" Seth turned and hustled for the door

"Where do you think you're going?" Sara asked

Seth stopped and slowly turned around, a confused expression on his face.

"To get a towel?" Seth said "To clean up the mess like you asked?"

"I didn't say to use a towel though" Sara grinned, a hint of amusement in her tone

"Then what?" Seth tilted his head in curiosity

"You're tongue" Sara stated casually

"Wha…" Seth gasped

"You heard me. Be a good puppy and lick up your mess."

Seth blinked but slowly dropped to his knees. He lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, lapping at the melting milkshake until it was completely gone. He looked back up at Sara, frowning at the fact that she was too engrossed in her book to notice him. Clearing his throat he stood up, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Sara looked up, bored. She glanced from Seth to the floor, then back to Seth.

"Good job, Mutt. You're dismissed"

Seth sighed in frustration but didn't dare say anything. He quietly left the girl to her own devices and went off to find his friends.

Sara decided that she had about enough disturbances for today. She closed her book and went for a walk around the castle. She had enjoyed the game with Seth and watching him humiliate himself for her attention had made her curious what else the demons would do for a shot at the throne. A sly smile planted across her lips, the gears in her head spinning as she roamed the hallways.