His eyes widened, face and ears going crimson when he saw the illustrations on the page. Ahhhh he had completely forgotten about this particular book!There were different kinds of explicit sexual positions couples could engage in to enjoy the process of bringing a baby into the world within.And why did Prince Ron read such a book in the first place? Well, there were decent pictures of homosexual couples on the cover so he wanted to see what it was about. He never expected it to be drawings of different kinds of sex positions.Prince Ron groaned inwardly for he hadn't gotten the chance to return the book before his beloved sneaked up on him. He felt so embarrassed that he buried his heated face in his beloved's chest. What would his beloved think of him now?Zedekiel couldn't help but want to tease him further. "Hmmm, I never took you to be this kind of person, Prince Ron."Prince Ron was mortified. What kind of person did his beloved think he was? A pervert?"Do you think of me and
Zedekiel chuckled as he reached out, grabbed Prince Ron's hand and pulled him close. "You're the prettiest person I've ever seen."Prince Ron's chest swelled with pride. He thought back to the small ball Prince Kayziel gave him which he swallowed then smiled. Maybe it was already working. "Is my skin glowing?" He asked."Always." Zedekiel responded. "And you smell so good." He kept it in mind to always compliment Prince Ron since he liked it.Prince Ron's happiness knew no bounds. He leaned in and planted a chaste kiss on his beloved's lips but before he could pull back, Zedekiel held the back of his head, keeping him in place then crashed their lips together again.He kissed Prince Ron senseless before biting his bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth. He toyed with it, nibbling and licking then moved on to his neck.Prince Ron threw his head back, giving his beloved full access and Zedekiel zeroed in on his most sensitive spot and attacked it with fervor, making sure to leave a ma
Prince Ron soon relaxed completely, getting lost in his beloved's sensual ministrations. He loved the way his beloved suckled on his nipples, making him moan and squirm.Zedekiel continued to rub the quivering hole. It was getting wetter and wetter. His fingers caressed and teased until the place opened slightly and he began sliding his finger into that hot entrance.Prince Ron's wet chute sucked the digit right into it as he arched his back like a cat, crying out at the burning sensation of being stretched. The long finger dug deep inside, his body shuddering and a loud moan escaped his lips as the finger came in contact with something within that made his whole body sing."Oh God" Prince Ron cried as his beloved added another finger and began to thrust into him, repeatedly hitting that same spot. Tears leaked out of his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure.Zedekiel didn't forget about what he wanted. He tore his lips from Prince Ron's nipples and went below, swallowing his dick once
Princess Mariel felt it was all her brother's fault too. Prince Ron had risked his life to save hers and they got along very well. If it wasn't love, then what was it?"I believe so too" She said, wiping her tears with a blue handkerchief. "Prince Ron is innocent. My brother may have forced him or seduced him.""Ugh!" Princess Rose groaned in disgust. She couldn't believe the King liked men and it was her own brother. How could she have been so blind? No wonder he never paid much attention to her. "No. I have to do something. I can't let them be. I have to save my brother."She turned to leave but Princess Mariel quickly stood up and blocked her path. "Wait, you can't just storm there right now. What are you going to say to them?""I'm going break off this stupid alliance and leave this Kingdom with my brother before he corrupts him any further!" She tried to push Princess Mariel away but surprisingly found that Princess Mariel was quite strong despite her thin frame. She didn't budge
"I accept your condition." She said to Princess Rose. "A week from now, we will hold our annual hunting competition on the snowy mountains. After hunting, there will be a feast. Let us use the opportunity to implement our plan."Princess Rose smirked. It seemed like her goal would be achieved sooner that she thought. "How do you think we can separate your brother from mine though?""During the feast, we will lace their foods with the strongest aphrodisiac we can find. I will lure Prince Ron out of the hall under the pretext of needing help with something then take him to my room." Princess Mariel said. "What comes next will not be hard to achieve.""My brother is easy to fool." Princess Rose said. "But not yours. How will I get him out of the hall?""The aphrodisiac will do that for you." Princess Mariel answered. "He will feel it's effects and go to his room to handle it. All you need to do is follow."Now with a clear plan, the Princesses gazed at each other, smiling.Princess Rose
In the dim dungeon, Prince Ron struggled to see, while Zedekiel, with a snap of his finger, lit more than a dozen light pearls, banishing the darkness. As Prince Ron blinked, adjusting to the sudden brightness, he scrunched his nose at the dungeon's stench. His gaze fell upon Hilda, seated on the floor, wrists and ankles bound by head chains affixed to the wall."Please, kill me." Hilda croaked, not bothering to look at the people who came to see her. "I don't want to go back to her. Please, just kill me.""By her, do you mean my sister?" Prince Ron asked.His voice seemed to grab Hilda's attention for she gasped, shocked, raising her head sharply. "Your Highness!"She saw Zedekiel standing next to Prince Ron and was confused. Then it suddenly dawned on her. Could the young Prince have known of his sister's plans all along and had already formed an alliance with the King of Netheridge?If that was it then there was hope for her!She burst into tears as she kowtowed. "Your Highness. Yo
Prince Ron sighed. "Look Hilda, you are here to answer questions not ask them. Are you willing to speak or not? It'll be very easy for us to kill you and capture someone else. We have the advantage you know. My sister isn't aware that I know of her plans so speak or we can let you rot away in your prison cell."Hilda blinked, stunned that the Prince they all thought was stupid and slow could threaten her like that. She thought he was weak and soft hearted. She thought he would be moved by her tears but it turned out that he wasn't.It's not like she was pretending to cry. She really didn't want Princess Rose to know she was still alive. She wanted to be free of her but for the first time, she realised that she had been siding with the wrong team. She thought the Crown Prince was useless so she opted to serve Princess Rose and help her take over the Kingdom. Turns out the Prince was hiding his abilities all along!"The Shadows have never stopped hunting Elves." She said, shocking Princ
Prince Ron gasped. "So great great great uncle Kaiden is the Shadow Master? I thought he died in war!""That's what he made everyone believe." Hilda said. "Only few of The Shadows know that he is still alive. I know because my father was one of his trusted aids.""So why can't Prince Kaiden expose himself to the Queen of Ashenmore?" Zedekiel asked. "Why does he fear her?""Because she has the power to kill him." Hilda answered."I do not understand." Prince Ron said. "How?""I'll explain, Your Highness." Hilda assured. "Even though King Rapheal had banned dark magic, Prince Kaiden still went ahead and practiced it, saying that Shadow Magic was not enough to defeat the Elves. With time, Prince Kaiden grew stronger and stronger. Fearing that Prince Kaiden would try to rebel and take over the Kingdom, King Rapheal tricked him into taking a heart-binding centipede."Zedekiel thought about it and chuckled. "The old man was wise.""Indeed, he was." Hilda agreed.Prince Ron, who didn't know
"Zedekiel," he whispered shyly as he took Zedekiel’s hands in his.Zedekiel’s brows furrowed slightly in concern. "What is it? Did that thing do anything to you?" he whispered back, brushing a soft kiss against Ron’s temple. "Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"Prince Ron shook his head, biting his lip nervously. "No, it’s not that. It’s just... there’s something you need to know."Zedekiel frowned, concerned. "What is it, love? You can tell me anything."Prince Ron took a deep shaky breath, about to tell his beloved about their babies when his gaze landed on his belly and his eyes widened in utter disbelief. He completely froze as he tried to process what he was seeing.There, protruding before him, was his enormous, round belly. It was so large that he couldn’t even see his own feet.He suddenly let out a tiny squeak of horror, his face going pale and before anyone could say anything, Ron’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.Zedekiel looked at everyone and they all began to
Even in his ghost-like form, Kayziel was completely red in anger. "Again, NOBODY ASKED YOU TO!!!"The hands however, did not want to face their Lord's wrath. The Lord never tells his name to ordinary creatures and for the small beautiful prince to mention it, they knew there had to be truth to his words.The hands immediately sped up their work, yanking Kayziel toward the circle with urgency.Kayziel howled, his voice cracking in desperation. "STOP THIS MADNESS! I CAN FIX EVERYTHING! I SWEAR! PLEASE STOP!!!"Prince Ron let go, dusting off his hands as though he’d just finished a hard day’s work. "Say hello to your Lord for me!""YOU ARE INSANE!" Kayziel shrieked. He was already half-dragged into the glowing circle. “THIS ISN'T OVER RON!!! YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!! DO YOU HEAR ME?!! YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS!!!”Prince Ron just smiled sweetly and waved. "Have a safe trip!"With a final, desperate cry, Kayziel disappeared into the gate, the circle sealing itself shut with a faint hum.********At
Prince Ron just sat on the floor and tucked his arms to his chest, turning his face away. Hmph! The Elf spirit wanted his help but was calling him a bastard. Was that even how to ask for help? Besides, his beloved was working hard to get them back together. Who was he to interrupt his beloved's work? Whatever was happening to Kayziel was exactly what he deserved."Do you think I'll help you after what you subjected us to for three whole months?" He scoffed, glaring at Kayziel. "Shoo, hurry and go to wherever those hands are taking you."Kayziel gasped in pain, rivulets of tears and mucus running down his face. He screamed as the smoke-like arms pulled him closer to the circle. He could feel the heat of hell singe his feet. "I'm sorry" He began to cry. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry Ron. I'm sorry for everything. I just- I just wanted to live my dream for once. Your husband snatched that from me when I was alive and trapped me underground for centuries. I just wanted to live. I just wanted to l
Kayziel’s laughter softened into something darker, more insidious, as he stepped closer. “Yes, Ron,” he murmured, his voice a low, chilling caress. “Think about it. Think about it well.” He began circling Ron like a predator stalking its prey, his ghost like form slithering around Ron’s form. “If you take your body, Zedekiel will lose all hope. The rest of your family? They’ll perish, one by one and Netheridge will eventually fall into ruin. The Elves, your kind, might even face extinction. And Zedekiel? Your beloved Zedekiel will live in a world of agony. A world without love..."He paused by Ron’s ear. "A world without you.”His words slithered through Ron’s ear like whispers of a devil, laced with a cruel, hypnotic allure. He moved closer, his hands ghosting over Ron’s trembling shoulders. “Can you truly take your body back, knowing you will be the cause of Zedekiel’s undoing?" He whispered. "Of his suffering for all eternity?”Ron’s breath hitched. His body tensed and his heart be
Alaric nodded, his expression understanding. “Of course.” He turned to the others and gestured toward the cave’s entrance. “Outside, everyone. Give them some space.”The group shuffled out quietly, leaving Zedekiel alone with Ron. As the echoes of their footsteps faded, the cave grew eerily silent.Zedekiel knelt beside the bed, his silver hair falling like a curtain around his face as he rested his hand on Ron’s swollen belly. His other hand found its way to Ron’s chest, where he could feel the faint, steady rhythm of his heartbeat.He lowered his head, pressing it against Ron’s chest. At first, there was only the sound of his own breathing, but then it broke. A small, ragged sob escaped his lips, followed by another then another. Tears spilled down his cheeks, slowly wetting Ron’s robes.“I'm sorry, love,” Zedekiel whispered, his voice breaking. “I'm so so sorry. I left you alone even after I promised to protect you. I let you shoulder the responsibilities that I should have. I-I'm
Elliot knelt beside Rose, his hands glowing faintly as his magic coursed through her twisted arm while she stared at him in awe.Zedekiel had left her on the floor and in pain. Those undead creatures were almost closing in on her and just when she thought she was really going to die on the battlefield, a dark haired man with pointy ears descended from the sky, blowing them all away and in the process, stealing her heart.She gazed up at him with tears and admirations in her eyes. His features looked almost otherworldly among the all chaos happening on the battlefield. He had smooth skin the colour of chocolate milk, dark hair like spun silk that fell in soft waves around his face, and eyes like molten amber, flecked with gold and crimson, which contrasted perfectly with his shimmering silver armour.Rose kept staring, momentarily forgetting her pain for Elliot looked just like the Princes in fairytales she had read to Ron about before bedtime."Okay, you have to stop," Elliot sighed,
Hugh paled and before he could react, Prince Ludiciel moved first, his fist connecting with Hugh’s jaw in a bone-shattering punch. The force sent him flying across the field like a ragdoll.But it didn’t stop there. Talon vanished in a flash and reappeared ahead of Hugh’s trajectory, slamming a powerful kick into his ribs midair. The impact hurled Hugh back toward Ludiciel, who with both hands gripping his sword, brought the hilt down, slamming Hugh into the ground with a resounding crash.Dust and debris erupted around them as Hugh’s body sank into the earth, the necromancer groaning in pain.He coughed, chanting some ancient words and his body shimmered with a sickly green light before dissolving into the soil like water into sand.“Stay alert.” Ludiciel warned, his grip on his sword tightening, his sharp eyes scanning the battlefield."Ugh, necromancers are fucking disgusting." Talon grimaced, his nose wrinkling in revulsion as the stench of rotten corpses filled the air around the
He gasped, unable to believe it. A tear slipped down his cheek, landing softly on the fabric of Ron’s robes. His violet eyes flickered with emotion as he turned to the royal physician and whispered, “It’s true.”The physician nodded, a warm smile spreading across his face. He held hands with Welyn, happy to see their King alive and well again. Never did they think a day will come when they would see their king so emotional and so in love.With a human at that.Zedekiel gazed back at Ron, his expression softening further. “It’s really true,” he whispered. “We’re going to be parents.”Cordin, and the others smiled, their hearts swelling at the sight of their King’s rare happiness.However, Kayziel, still slumped on the floor, went even paler. His jaw tightened, and his wide, disbelieving eyes darted between his big belly and Zedekiel. “P-Parents?” he stammered, confused and horrified.What was Zedekiel saying? How was that even possible? Prince Ron was pregnant? But the body belonged to
A deep, cold chuckle echoed through the throne room, silencing all other noise.“Is that so?”Before anyone could react, a crushing pressure descended upon the room like a tidal wave. It was suffocating, all-encompassing, and merciless.Elves dropped to their knees, their eyes wide and red as they coughed up mouthfuls blood. Their hands clawed at their throats, desperate for air and fear twisted their faces, bodies trembling as they panicked.Official 3 tumbled from the throne and down the stairs, writhing on the cold marble floor as if his very life was being ripped away. His hands gripped his neck, his mouth opening and closing in silent agony."What...what is this?" someone choked out between gasps of bloodied breaths.The pressure carried a bloodlust so intense it felt as though death itself had entered the room. They all felt ice cold, as if their lives were about to be stripped in that moment.Then, slow and deliberate, came the sound of footsteps. Each step reverberated through