Enjoying an Empire

Teddy Altman, also known as Emperor Hulkling nowadays, reclined in his throne as he sat through more monotonous political drivel. The apprehensive king began to, once again, regret claiming his 'rightful place' upon the conjoined throne. The man had lived as a hero for nearly half of his life, and the transition to ruler had not been without it's speed bumps- namely, dealing with having to piece together two fractured empires who had been embroiled in conflict longer than he'd been alive.

Sufficed to say, Hulkling was a ball of pent up stress and unspent energy without a way to exercise it. He couldn't even turn to his beloved husband Wiccan for emotional, nor intimate, relief as he too had gotten absorbed into the dullness of cosmic bureaucracy. He had no one to turn to at the moment, and that frustrated the hero-turned-king greatly.

Though, that wasn't to say that Hulkling was ignorant to the lustful looks he'd received since ascending to the throne. Growing up, he'd always been the most desired-for guy at school based on his looks, but Hulkling had always had eyes for Wiccan, and thus never cared for those less than innocent looks.

"Sir, would you like to go to your chambers now? The meeting ended moments ago..." A Kree guard said, slightly frazzled at having to get Hulkling's attention by raising his voice. While Hulkling was already building a reputation as a kind and caring leader, both alien species retained some form of caution and timidness when it came to the Alliance, which extended to the face of it- him.

"Oh, yeah... Of course. Is Billy coming to as well?" Hulkling asked as he peeled himself from the hard throne. The hybrid emperor stretched his limbs before descending the steps to stand level with the guard who had taken him out of his boredom induced trance.

"Unfortunately... No, my liege. Court Wizard and Royal Consort Wiccan is busy helping rebuild the magical libraries of our people..." The guard said.

"I see... Well, when he gets done, tell him I'll be in our chambers..." Hulkling said, nodding to the bowing guard as he walked through the halls towards their shared room.

Opening the grand doors, Hulkling stripped down once he was safely within them and made his way towards the bathroom, activating the shower-like mechanism to clean himself off. After minutes of soaking in the relaxing water, Hulkling shut the shower off and encased his wet body in his loose royal robes.

In the distance, peppered steps echoed along the empty corridor, getting louder till they ended abruptly. Hulkling turned his head to the door as he heard a stifled knock.

"Hello? Who is it?"