William's eyes snap open, his eyes glimmer with sick delight before they turn to pure boredom. He slowly sits up, his lanky and thin body moving the bed sheets.
"Just another joyful dream," William sighs.
He was having such a wonderful dream slaughtering a small village. He would do that, if only a village decided to settle down near him. No people ever come around his castle just because he built it in some corrupted plains. Years ago, he enjoyed going aroumd the world destroying town after town. But he supposed he wouldn't find that as enjoyable anymore.
"I suppose it's time to continue this boring life of mine." William quietly murmurs.
He smoothly and graciously slid out of bed towards the wardrobe. William walks up to the wardrobe and holds his arms out. From a corner of the room, a maid walks out with a pair of clothes in hand.
"You've done this everyday for years, does this bore you in any way?" William questions.
"Lord William, getting to dress you each day is a blessing and if I was bored, then I should be put to death." The maid scrambles to say quickly with fear and respect dripping from her voice.
"No, that is just the brainwashing talking. Do you have any desires?" William probes.
"All I want is to serve you!" the maid says.
"*sigh*, nevermind, just get back to work."
The maid starts dressing William the second she hears that. When she was done, she walk away back to the corner as fast as her legs can take her.
William is wearing black pants, long sleeve grey shirt, and a dark red cloak that drapes over his body, covering most of his body.
William glides through his halls, as if his feet were never touching the ground in the first place. He arrives at his office where a desk with papers, quill, and ink await him. He sits on a dark brown chair that lightly squeaks everytime it moves.
"I should do something new today." William Says.
Then, he comes with an idea and snaps his fingers.
"Yes, Lord William?" A butler says.
"I will be going out for a few years maybe and will need the castle to be kept clean for me."
"Of course, my Lord." the butler says with a bow.
"Excellent." William say with a small smile creeping up his face. If anyone were to see his face right now, their back would be soaked in sweat.