The Usurper King

The screams of frustration could be heard through the King of Ammangoan's palace, much to the amusement of the servants. It seemed all of his supposed alliances were falling apart quite rapidly. First the humans of Gilnas returned his envoy in a casket, then the Prince of Tostein fired artillery at Ammangoan in response to a letter. The latest insult was a demon outright laughing at him when summoned, saying the Demon King had no quarrel with Princess Valmaris.

"How? How could she have so many allies!" He screamed, throwing a vase at a wall. "She's been dead for centuries! I made sure of it!"

"Your reign is coming to a crashing end quite splendidly, elf." The demon chortled, looking quite satisfied. "You had to know it wouldn't last, despite all the deals you made."

"Shut up! It's my throne! I earned it!" The King screamed, before he threw a goblet at the demon, but he was already a puddle of ink on the floor.

The King's anger consumed him for hours, and had enraptured him to such a point he never noticed that at some point he was the only one left in the palace, the others having retreated to safer places. He prowled the empty halls in blind rage, trashing everything he could find. However, he soon turned a corner and found himself face to face with a ghost, that of Prince Tarron.

"So, is it finally the day of judgement for my murderer?" Prince Tarron asked. "Long have I waited for this day."

"You." The King snarled. "It's all your fault! You should have just given me the throne, and spent a nice retirement in exile!"

"It was not my throne to give, usurper." Tarron answered, shaking his head. "The throne belongs to the entire North. I was chosen to be the King, not you. That is why you've been cursed. Cursed to be unable to die, and also unable to sit upon the very throne you coveted for so long."

"No matter." The King spat. "I'll kill her again, I got rid of her once, I can get rid of her again."

Prince Tarron laughed heartily at this, before shaking his head, and fading away. The King's screams were so great they could be heard outside the palace.