I never expected what happened next.
He kissed me. He kissed me hard and hungry, with a passion that no human could have. While I was surprised by what happened, I can't say that I didn't like it. It was dark and alluring, with a bitter undertone of the cruelty he had shown me. The evil that was evident in his eyes was enough for me to gasp, giving him an opening to slip his tongue past the defenses of my lips and teeth, exploring the wet cave that he had claimed as his own.
I felt a clawed hand on my waist, and I wanted to be pulled close, I really did, but I hadn't seen Danny in seven years. I was only fourteen when he and his parents were yanked from the community. I pushed against his chest, showing him that though I had enjoyed the kiss, it was moving too fast for my liking. He reluctantly removed his mouth from my now bruised lips, looking at me with a sad, kicked puppy look in his eyes.
"Phantom…" I whispered, hoping to bring the ghost king that had greeted me the night before back to the surface. True, he scared me, but what Danny was attempting scared me even more.
I saw the cruelty slowly seep back into his piercing beryl eyes, giving him the same look of malevolence that I had originally been greeted with.
"Am I that terrible, Princess?" he grinned, revealing white fangs that scared the heck out of me. "I just want to show you a good time. Won't you let me?" he whispered huskily in my ear.
Once I untangled myself from his arms, I told him to get out of my room so that I could get changed. I when I opened the wardrobe, I saw a stylishly gothic princess dress which I slipped on, and found eyeliner and lipstick on the vanity table, along with a silver tiara, embedded with dark amethysts, which I decided to pass on. I went through the castle, looking for Phantom to talk to him. Almost immediately, I remembered the bell he'd given me. I rushed up to my room and grabbed the bell. No sooner had it started ringing then I heard a whispered "boo." I probably jumped a foot in the air, and Phantom caught me, with his signature smirk adorning his face. He laughed, a bone-chilling sound. His face was contorted into one that I would expect of a comic-book villain, and I just scowled, angry at the fact that my fear was giving him such sick joy.
"Oh, ha, ha, ha. Very funny Mr. Ghost King. Glad that my fear is so funny to you." I griped sarcastically.
"It's hilarious." He laughed. Then, as soon as it had come, the delight in his eyes diminished, leaving me with an evil, cruel ghost. He then phased us through the floor, flying through the halls with me in his clutches, probably looking like one of those wimpy little princesses you see in movies, the one who is kidnapped by an evil monster. Heck, that's practically what I was. A rich little heiress with a burning sense of adventure, and now I'm in a castle owned by the king of ghosts. Lovely.
He flew us to the throne room, and I saw that there was a new throne, one that looked just like the other, but instead of green, the accents were purple. I stared at it, wondering who it was for. I soon got my answer. He seated me on the chair, and then placed the tiara on my head. It was clear what he expected me to be.
"I'll warn you now." I said. "I won't be an obedient little girl for you. I will fight you, no matter what." He shut me up with a kiss, and I struggled to break free.
"Don't you understand?" he asked when he had broken the kiss. "I don't want a fragile little flower. I want someone who will fight me for all eternity. I want someone who will push the limits of our relationship. I want someone who can love me for me, not because I'm a king, because of what they see me as." He placed kisses on my cheek, my ear, and my jaw bone. "I want you."
"But I'm human." I pointed out. "What will your subjects think? You are the king of ghosts, and yet you're taking a human wife? Will that be allowed?" I admit, I was stalling. I knew what he could do as king. If he wanted to, he could order anyone who questioned him destroyed.
"You think I haven't thought of that?" he questioned. "You think I've just been sitting around here twiddling my thumbs all these years? No ghost can compare to you, and believe me, they've tried. You will be my queen, whether they like it or not." He nuzzled his nose into my hair. "I'm not going to lose you again." He whispered, his voice cracking.