Princess Yeri.“Mehera is so nice. Yet, I cannot help but feel she is pretending.” Camille says but I’m looking outside the hallway. Now that I live in the castle, I’m going to have my servants from Elanor, my attendants and Diana next to me at all costs. Honestly, this is one of the good parts of living here.“Are you listening?” Camille asks.“Hmm?” I answer, folding my hands and looking back at her. “They are probably doing their morning routines. They will be here soon.” Camille says, she knows what I’m worrying about.“Are their bedrooms good? I know they are now servants of Elanor but they used to serve at my side. They had all the luxuries that I enjoyed too.” I state, tucking my hair behind my ear as I walk towards her.“Unfortunately, it is only the closest servants of the royals that get luxurious rooms.” Camille says.“I have been made the king’s consort. Yet, I’m not a royal of Orizon?” I ask.“If you were to bring forth a child, you will be regarded as one.” Camille says
Alpha King Ozar. Yeri’s raven hair is cascading down her shoulders like a midnight waterfall. Her vibrant eyes are clouded with an unreadable emotion, her steps are not hesitant but they are not confident either. When my guard informed me of her presence, I was surprised. Despite being busy, turning her way didn’t come as a first option. A muscle clenches in my jaw as I look at her features, there is obviously something wrong. I was already standing when she walked in and therefore, I remain the stance. As soon as she stops in front of me, I watch as her hands grab a fabric of her skirt and slowly, she descends on her knees towards me. The folds of her gown pools around her like a defeated flag. Her head is bowed, and her hands are atop each other. “Get up.” I say, I don’t even want to know what it is about. I don’t want to see her on her knees, begging me or anyone else. “I won’t until you grant me my heart desire.” She says and I exhale, throwing a file unto the table. “Do not c
ContdAlpha King Dimitrio.I stand behind Yeri. I am supposed to be listening but I cannot help but notice the way the fabric of her dress stretches across the slope of her back when she leans forward. She passionately discusses the policies that I had been struggling to understand, pointing at various territories on the map laid out before us. Her finger glides over the parchment with confidence, her cascades down her shoulders and she looks back at me.“Yes.” I say, hoping that is the correct answer for whatever she asked. Well, if she asked a question.“Yes?” Yeri says again and I blink.“Yeah.” I say, nodding again and she begins to chuckle.Heavens, I wasn’t listening to her. I am making a fool out of myself.“I hope you can see that I am not a monster.” I say, and she begins to fold the scrolls on the table.“No, I can’t see that for you still see me as an enemy.” Yeri responds and I fold my hands.“I am a king, protecting my kingdom’s pride.” I say.“You are king, protecting yo
Lady Mehera.“The king left on horse riding with consort Yeri and the children.” Agnes says and the words are etched into my heart. But the only part that I really hear is where she said, “King Ozar left with Yeri.” I have prepared myself for this. I have told myself that it would be fine. I shouldn’t focus on what people say or what I see for I am after the king’s heart.It has only been a day since Yeri has joined the castle and I cannot breathe. Before I joined the castle, Agnes visited my mother and I, she wanted to give me familiarity about the castle and the way things work in the scope of royals. My mother had heard the rumours of Yeri and she confronted Agnes about it, she wanted to find out if it were true.Agnes words where, “King Ozar is a man who is disciplined and conservative. A woman cannot simply sway him like the winds do.” When I heard those words, I was delighted. If the king is a man who is disciplined, I can be assured that though he had an estate of harem women,
Princess Yeri.“I should go to my chambers. My maidservants would be waiting for me.” I breathe, knowing King Ozar’s eyes are fully darkened with desire. What happened in the study earlier today has shown that I have a hold on his heart whether he knows it or not. If today, just because I asked, he decided to leave the policies, what else would I ask that he wouldn’t do?“Your chambers…but you—” King Ozar asks.“But I what?” I say, looking at him innocently like I didn’t throw signs at him that would mean I craved intimacy.“You brushed yourself against me.” King Ozar says.“It was merely a mistake. Anyone can brush against things…” I say, but he grabs a hold me before I can finish speaking. King Ozar grabs a hold my waist, encircling me in a sudden pull that brings me crashing against his broad chest. My words falter as my breasts presses against him. If he can tell, my nipples are hard and I shiver.My hands instinctively come to rest on his shoulders for balance and the intensity i
Alpha King Ozar.“I am sorry for walking in—”“It’s not your fault. It’s mine. That was a bad judgement on my part.” I say, completely embarrassed at the scenario at hand.“Of course…” Mehera says and I turn to walk away.“Will it always be like that?” She asks and I stop for a moment.“What?” I ask.“I—thought you and Yeri hated each other. At least, I thought you did…” She says.“I made her my consort for a reason.” I state and Mehera raises her eyes to look at me.“But still…she is the sister of your enemy. You are not supposed to be granting her wishes, here and there.”“So, why did you tell her about the amendment?” I ask and she blinks repeatedly.“I—”“I thought it was right for her to know.” Mehera says.“But it’s not right for me to grant her wishes?” I ask and she is quiet for a few seconds, I am giving her time to think and consider her words.“When I was given the honor to be your queen, I accepted, knowing you had an estate full of harem women whom I would share with you.
Lady Mehera.“My lady, are you okay?” My maid servants asks and I take a deep breath, looking at the cup of tea in front of him.“Where is Agnes? She said she would be here, didn’t she?” I say, impatiently, glancing over at my shoulder…everything is irritating me after what I saw between Yeri and his majesty. The man hasn’t even held hands with me, I have not caught a seed of affection in his eyes towards me. Yet, he is a man caught in his feelings, enough to go under her skirts to pleasure her. How long have they known each other? What does she tell him that would cause him to do such?“My lady, you should at least eat something—” another maid servant says but their words have no impact on me.“My lady, Agnes is here!” The third maidservant says and I rise on my feet in haste.“Lady Mehera.” Agnes says, curtseying and I exhale.“Did he meet her last night?” I ask, knowing that my heart cannot bear the answer if it happened.“No, I stopped him.” Agnes says and I place a hand on my che
Princess Yeri.Mehera walks past me and I squint my eyes in confusion. Just what is she going to? Regardless of what it is, I stay behind, feeding the rest of the parrots.“Consort Yeri?” Gladys says, coming back with together with Alice and another bowl of food for the parrots but I dust my hands. I think I am done for the day.“I think I am done for the day.” I say, turning to the girls.“The king back is to the castle. I saw him on my way in.” Gladys says in glee and Alice rolls her eyes, she is being protective over me.“I see.” I say, realizing he must have been the one that Mehera saw and rushed to meet.“I have to go. Agnes would be needing me.” Gladys says.“Thank you, Gladys.” I say and she leaves. I look over to Alice who is pouting and I scoop a bit of bird food and I gently toss it unto her face.“Princess!” She stomps and I chuckle.“Why does he have to be your mate?” She asks.“Maybe when you die, you can ask the moon goddess for me, huh?” I say, dusting my hands and wal