Chapter 7

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Lords had different laws from commoners.

Kerr had Lorded over several small districts and villages to the North of Mineral City as their Earl, for the last forty years or so of his life. Being the Earl, also made him the law in those areas unless he irked Queen Ella and her Dukes who ran the city, the dales and the provinces.

Most Lords who did know of him knew not to let him anywhere near their daughters. The more uppity the girl, the more fun Kerr had in subjugating her. Most of the magical Fayle and Pix had also shied from doing any form of business with him since they sensed his nature.

Unfortunately, they should have communicated this information between themselves and warned the lesser lords and unmagical people too. But then again, business was business, and just because you had magical abilities didn’t mean you were not ambitious or willing to look out for yourself.

Kerr had gotten lucky when he was thirty, by obtaining his first wife. He could be quite charming when he wished to be, just as all sociopaths can.

Rylee had very little magical ability, and she had been a rare Fayle-cross since her mother had been a pure Pix and her father a Fayle noble. Rylee was just past midlife and into her second century when Kerr seduced her.

Rylee’s first husband had been over a hundred and twenty years older than her, and the driving force in their joining. She had become rudderless when he died after seventy years of them being together.

Because she had not conceived a child to him and he had been an only surviving member of his immediate bloodline, she had inherited his title, Earldom, lands and wealth.

Fayle women didn’t tend to lose their looks until they reach an extreme age. Kerr found he had little trouble dominating Rylee’s submissive personality and he loved her small body and youthful looks.

While Kerr had competition for Rylee’s hand, his ace was that she loved feeling dominated by him and he got to her first. It was more by accident than design that he learnt of Rylee’s nature, and he was easily able to use it to claim her.

The fact she also found him handsome and sexy didn’t hurt his cause. His cock was no more than average-sized for his dominate race, but he did know how to use what he had well when he wished to seduce. It was also more than enough to satisfy a small Fayle-cross woman.

To his surprise, Rylee did her best to make sure he was happy in her bed and home. She liked to come up with kinky things for him to do with her. Hence, he didn’t stray excessively while they were together.

He may not have been in love with her, but he did come to love her the best that he was able to, and she did satisfy him on many levels. Rylee was the perfect wife and hostess for him.

She had even taught him how to behave when dealing with other lords and ladies. At the time he was also spending a lot of his time consolidating his new wealth, his position and the setting up of his trade deals during those years.

Rylee’s title, knowledge and position were assets for him.

Rylee had died fifteen years after she married Kerr.

To both her shock and his, she fell pregnant to him. She had a terrible time and was bedridden for most of the thirty-weeks of her pregnancy. She may have survived, but when she first went into labour, help was not at hand.

By the time a doctor arrived, it was too late to save Rylee who had bled out after the delivery. Kerr got home from a buying trip two days later to find his daughter was healthy and his wife dead.

He had expected a daughter because a male born from a Fayle crossbreeding was practically unheard of. To his surprise, when he sighted his daughter, he fell in love for the first time in his life.

For the next fifteen years, Kerr kept his sexual desires under wraps. He had big plans for his daughter, Mylee, and he didn’t want a prospective husband to hear stories about his sexual needs. He made sure he played far from home.

This wasn’t so hard because he could indulge his worst desires on his frequent trips away to the other islands and when he visited some like-minded friends, he had found.

Then the unthinkable happened, and Mylee died in a senseless accident. She inhaled a lump of bread when she tried to laugh at a joke one of her friends told her at her school. They couldn’t get her airway clear and she choked to death.

Kerr’s associates all agreed that he went a bit weird after his daughter died. The rumours of what he was doing to his staff got stranger and stranger as the next ten years passed.

In business, he became totally ruthless, and his aggressiveness even lost him several lucrative deals that hit his bottom line hard. The fact that several of his main competitors also had strange accidents had the more legitimate businesspeople backing away from him.

After ten years, he decided he needed a new source of income and a change of scene, so he took his ship north from Mineral City to River City. Here he scooped out who was who and wormed an introduction to Duke Dee, his wife and daughter.

Duke Dee was an arrogant arse even for a Fayle, and his wife was as stuck-up as any woman Kerr had ever met. The Duke was also one of the least favourite nobles, and his coffers were rumoured to be rather light.

Kerr’s assessment of the daughter was that she was a brainless and very spoilt young woman. She was still more than a year and a half from marriageable age. To Kerr, she looked as if she was much younger due to her stature of only a 132cm tall, and her little girl, virginal looks.

He was a little surprised that his cock responded to her presence with zeal, and he wanted to claim her. When Micky and her father laughed at his suggestion that he was a suitable suitor, they seriously got his ire up.

This shouldn’t have surprised Kerr, as even he knew that there was no way a pure-blooded Fayle woman would consider him as a suitable mate. For Duke Dee, the offer was insulting.

Since he didn’t have any other children, he needed to find a good match for Micky, a cross-breed was beneath his contempt. He would have at least considered a pure Pix but only if his darling Micky wanted the man.