It was the year of 1533 and I was King Henry's little toy of the month. He was about to marry Anne but until then I was to please him every night. He wasn't a handsome man but I was a knight and he paid me well so the dirty dead had to be done.

Actually I was one of his top knights. I was very skilled with a sword and fought many battles in his name. I did things that I wasn't so proud of but it was ordered by Henry and I couldn't deny his demands.

One night he came to my bed chambers and told me I needed to kill Anne's lover. She could no longer be with another. It was my duty to kill him and if I should hesitate it would be my head waiting on the heads man's axe. He crawled into the bed grabbing my throat as always he forced himself upon me. He was a disgusting sweaty pig. He lasted about 5 minutes and he was done it always felt longer but thankfully never was more than 5 minutes. I wanted to kill him or chop off his cock and feed it to him.

I was disgusted by King Henry's behavior. It was fine for him to stick his cock into anyone that had a vagina. Now he wants me to kill Anne's ex. I was going to make this quick. I wanted this all over with. Living a life of an immortal could be lonely. You seem to find things to do to pass the time and move on.

I flashed into Willam's home and for the very first time I didn't want to kill someone. I pushed the thought down into the pit of my stomach and went into the kitchen where William was sitting and fell asleep. I pulled my sword, waking up William. I flashed before him holding my sword against his throat. His eyes went wide and tears began to fall down his cheek. If I had a heart it would have crumbled at the mere sight of it. He began to thrash about and I just wanted to get this over and done with.

I rammed my sword into his skull so he wouldn't be in any pain and he would die quickly. His eyes closed and I pulled out my sword and wiped his blood off on my pants. I didn't deserve to feast on his blood even if the urge to do so was strong. I flash back into the castle into King Henry's bedchambers. He sat up and he could see that I was covered in blood. I threw my sword at him. I walked over and grabbed him by his throat, flashing my fangs at him.

"Do you realize what I am and that I could bleed your miserable body dry. I can kill you with one simple bite. You are a pathetic and sad King. William is dead and I will no longer do your bidding for you. Your day will come, King Henry. You will die a miserable death. Karma's a bitch and she is coming for your sorry ass. I will relish in the thought of it and that I will no longer have to see your wretched face ever again. I can only hope death will find you soon."