As Anastasia walked down the hall way, her heart beated first as her face flushed.
Why did that person tug her heart so, it wasn't normal, the heart, emotions, control, it was her domain.
Her demon power.
" I am your purpose! ", remembering what she said the demon Queen blushed.
She had noticed he was sad, forlorn and wanted him to share, wanting to comfort him.
She the demon Queen had noticed that he was in despair, and she wanted to give him hope, purpose, a reason to live.
But why did " i am your purpose" come out from her mouth.
But really how could she get him to feel better, Anastasia had not had a proper conversation with him, neither could she read his thoughts well, but she could feel him homesickness, the forlon sad expression he always had.
Where was he from, other than he bore similar physical features to noble demons he was completely different, remembering the flower viewing ceremony how he suddenly appeared it was strange and could be passed on as suspicious.
But Anastasia was also certain he also didn't know the answer to these questions.
Words could lie, but emotions couldn't.
They needed to talk, and she needed to at least make him okay and not in despair, what should she do?
The demon queen had not yet realized how subtly Tin Ping had crept into her mind, thinking he was just an interesting she wanted to take care of.
....
With the demon Queen leaving Tin Ping turned his gaze back outwards again, but only taking a short while now before leaving too.
Although he didn't understand what the Queen meant by " I am your purpose ", it worked nevertheless.
Not that demon Queen had now become his purpose, but Tin Ping realized he couldn't keep brooding like a bitch, he should try and make do of this world and live in it.
Since the Queen was maybe nice to him or at least not killing him and mistreating him, Tin Ping felt maybe to bring it to her attention his want to have access to books, or any source of information about this world.
Information was first, the first step, then maybe from there he could start to figure out his life, Tin Ping thought.
As usual walking back to his quarter, as usual to the maid, guards and workers of the Palace, they all seemed to not mind Tin Ping, as if indifferent to his presence, but Tin Ping liked this, as they didn't seem to mind him, he could stay at peace amidst these demons.
Demons, everything in this world was demon, only he human.
But kindly some few demons were very humanoid very similar to humans only differing in little differences or powers easing Tin Ping's sight on strange things.
But unkindly almost about to reach his room, Tin Ping saw a certain familiar figure, this was the bull demon that had almost axed Tin Ping when he first appeared in this world.
What a scary looking person, he looked a towering bull head humanoid with cattle hind legs and hoofs hoods with very muscular and bulging muscles, towering about 3 meters, the same familiar axe that almost took his life at his side.
This bull demon's gaze on Tin Ping was always unkind, every time.
This person most likely, no not most likely, he had a strong extreme grudge against Tin Ping's nakedness, erection and sacrilege to the demon Queen.
But was it his fault!, and even the main person involved has maybe forgiven me!, but you you're taking an issue, holding the grudge, what a bull!
As expected, stubborn!
Tin Ping didn't mind his gaze passing beside Ban into his room.
After all the other person couldn't do anything to Tin Ping, they saw everytime during court or at occasions and his gaze was always like this, seemingly wanting to dice, since he couldn't Tin Ping didn't bother again.
At first he was always frightened, but now he was desentisized.
Ban was furious, watching Tin Ping pass by, he had recently noticed that this strange creature wasn't scared again anymore, now indifferent.
Ban couldn't stand such person, that has done such to her Majesty!, he didn't know why the Queen was protecting him now, when he had the chance, his axe would axe him!
His act unacceptable!,
Ban snorted and huffed, with white smoke coming from his bull nose," when your time ends, you better don't fall to my hands ".
As usual whatever interest the queen had in this thing would end, and then!
Thinking so Ban left.
To be honest Tin Ping knew he had so many, if haters was a right word, in this world, some like Ban wanted to slaughter him, some wanted to dissect him, some toy with him.
Gratefully the top Dog was keeping him, as for why, for what, Tin Ping didn't know, but day by day Tin Ping was more aware of his situation.
To survive he had stay with the beautiful demon Queen, he could only hold on to her strong thigh for survival.
Tin Ping sighed, " how has the mighty fallen, from keeping women to a kept man, it seemed like Tin Ping had gone back to his youngest days when he was passive and subject to the whims of the girls that held him...
" At least then those ones liked him so much, so they wouldn't go to far and he was safe.
But here to the demon Queen, it was even in the word "demon", how long was Tin Ping going to be interesting to her! "
" It wasn't even him clinching the tigh, how long would the tigh clinch him!