Prince Ron was restless all day. After breakfast, Tariel, Sariel and Princess Mariel went for their daily studies while Ludiciel went with King Zedekiel to attend to court matters. Queen mother went back to her room. So did Rose while Ron decided to take a stroll with Leo.As he walked, he kept wondering what to do about the berry stealing situation. If any of the guards that saw him could describe him enough, then he would be done for. He needed to do something. And that King! Instead of covering up for him, he added fuel to the fire. Ron felt like strangling him. After walking for about half an hour, he decided to rest and think of something later. While sitting in the courtyard, Ron was unusually quiet which made Leo worry. The prince normally likes to talk even if it was about utter rubbish so seeing him so silent was quite scary. He endured and endured and when he couldn't endure any longer, he asked; "Prince Ron? Is something the matter?"Ron just sighed but didn't answer. L
Prince Ron, think. What can you do best?"The Prince went silent for a while, thinking seriously then he said; "My mother always tells me that I eat fast..."Ludiciel chuckled and said; "Prince Ron, you do not have to participate. It's not like there's anyone you need to impress. The person that should do all the work is your sister. Besides, she said she's going to sing"Ron gasped. His sister knew about it before him?! Unacceptable! She already has the upper hand!!And nobody to impress? What about that insufferable king who saved his life and stole his heart? His beloved King who nearly choked him to death? The King with the heart that's as cold as ice.He has to impress him and find a way to get rid of those terrible mood swings he gets. They were getting in the way of him stealing his beloved's heart! "Rose is going to sing? What song?" he asked. Ludiciel shrugged. "How would I know? She just told me to provide her with a lot of things that improves the voice, like honey and ra
The great hall was packed full with people. It was decorated beautifully with more than a hundred candles and ribbons of different colors. It was filled with aroma of food and wine and wonderful slow music flowed in the air, creating a serene and cheerful atmosphere.Ron has never seen anything so magical. The candle lights made the ice blue walls glow, increasing the beauty of the hall. The thick curtains seemed to have been spun from gold. It made him really excited.He was sitting at the high table together with Ludiciel, Mariel, Tariel and Sariel who were all looking radiant. The Queen mother, Princess Rose and the King weren't present yet. They were the only ones left. As soon as they arrive, the feast would begin.The Prince couldn't wait. He was practically vibrating on his seat as his eyes swept over the large long table piled with different kinds of food."Prince Ron, calm down. The food won't run away" Leo, who was standing behind him said, placing a hand on his shoulder.Ro
Zedekiel sat in the biggest tallest chair. As he took his seat, everyone else also sat down. The chair by his right was meant for the Queen mother but she quickly pushed Ron in that direction."Sit there for tonight my dear. I want to sit next to my darling Ludiciel"Ron paled. Sitting next to the King?! If Zedekiel hadn't blatantly displayed his hatred for him, he would have been happy to sit there but... he peeked at the King to find him already glaring.He gulped. "Uh...m-mother...I uh, I don't think it's a really good idea. Th-""Nonsense! I order you to sit there!" She said. "Or do you want to deprive me of sitting with my second son?"The poor prince paled even more. "N-No Mother. That's not what I meant..."Good" she huffed then plopped on Ron's former seat, leaving the prince to sit next to the King.What the hell was wrong with the Queen mother?!Ron reluctantly plopped his ass in the chair. He could feel the King's heated gaze on him and he tried his best not to be affected.
Ron stood up immediately and dragged Leo down to taste all the sweet delicacies.Normally, when they have feasts in Ashenmore, Ron usually mingles with their subjects. He eats, laughs and plays with them just like his grandfather. Ron is the kind of outgoing person who finds even the littlest things fascinating. Imagine that kind of person in a foreign land. He'd want to explore!Rose facepalmed as she watched her dearest brother drag Leo through the crowd to the long tables full of food. Why does he embarrass her so?The Queen mother had a smile on her face as she stared at Ron conversing with some people as he tasted the dishes. He's such a pure soul.King Zedekiel on the other hand, felt that this human was very cunning. He must be up to no good. Every royal figure waits for food to be served on the table but he goes around on the pretext of tasting food to get information about the North. How cunning indeed. Well, he trusted his people to not reveal a single thing.Ron didn't know
"Wipe that stupid smile off your face"The Prince's smile froze. His ears twitched. Did he hear wrong?"You think you can fool me, Prince Ron?" Zedekiel continued, his voice low enough for only Ron to hear. "I am the King of this Kingdom. My people might fall for your dirty tricks but I won't. I won't let you succeed in whatever you're planning so you better stay in line. I'm watching you"Ron was stunned. All this while, he thought the King had finally noticed him. It turned out that he was suspecting him of something. The Prince's appetite was now non existent. The King had ruined it all for him.Ron wondered just what the Ashenmores did to make the King hate them so much. It couldn't be mood swings as Prince Ludiciel had said. No. It had to be something greater and he was determined to find out.With that in mind, Ron faced the king with an even brighter smile. "It's a joyous occasion, Your Majesty. How can I not smile?"He then turned his attention to his food and continued to eat
The talent show started with a few subjects. Prince Ron was delighted and amazed to see such beautiful people showcasing extraordinary talents.Some could breathe fire, walk and swing on ropes, swallow sharp swords, and break bricks on their bare chests. Some could even make snakes dance!Others, mostly females and little girls, could sing and dance or play a musical instrument very well.Ron clapped and cheered for each contestant wholeheartedly.Netheridge was a place he would love to live in forever. Feasts back in Ashenmore weren't even half as entertaining as this. The people put their all into it and he was even thinking he might not win the talent show after all.The prize is one wish which would be granted by the King. He turned slightly to his right to find his silver haired beloved watching the show with a bored expression. He sighed. The King should show a bit more enthusiasm to inspirit his own people.But it didn't matter anyway. His people didn't seem to care.What the l
Prince Ron tried and tried. He even squeezed his face and locked his jaw to stop himself from yawning. Tears leaked from his eyes and the people of Netheridge were surprised to see him being so moved.The moisture in his green eyes made them seem so glossy. The beads of tears running down his cheeks were like twinkling pearls in the candlelights and his small red lips were pursed, making him look so adorable. A lot of people wanted to go up there and shower the cute prince with hugs and kisses.King Zedekiel nearly rolled his eyes. What drama was this pretentious prince up to now?Rose groaned. She knew her brother like the back of her hand. The little minx was probably bored to death and was doing all he could not to disrespect Princess Mariel in front of everyone. She shook her head. What a dunce.Princess Mariel finally finished the song and Prince Ron stood up, clapping and cheering the loudest. Then he quickly excused himself and ran out of the hall through the back door before a
The Dark Lord stepped back, his eyes widening in fright. "A Dragon's spine lit with the flame of a Phoenix. How did you get this?!"Zedekiel shrugged, his expression cold and unwavering. "Do you still think you can kill me, Vathar?"The Dark Lord went deathly pale at the sound of his true name. His voice trembled as he stammered, "H-How do you know my name?""Someone advised me to do a little digging." Zedekiel's smirk widened, his grip on the flaming whip tightening. "You’d be surprised by the things I found out about you."Prince Ron gazed up at his husband in awe, his eyes gleaming with a mix of admiration and disbelief. He projected his thoughts toward Zedekiel. 'When did you get that weapon? It looks so cool! Did you slay a Dragon and take out its spine? What about the Phoenix fire? Did you fight a Pheonix and steal their fire? Why didn’t you take me to watch? Were you hurt? And when did you learn about the Dark Lord’s name? Why didn’t you tell me?'He pouted, feeling utterly che
He gasped. 'Does this mean he knows I like to call him husband so he'll do me again?'"Yes. I know." Zedekiel answered, laughing when Prince Ron glared at him. "I also know that you like it when I do this."He grabbed Prince Ron’s butt and squeezed, pulling him closer.Prince Ron wanted to cry. "This is not fair. Why can you hear mine but I can’t hear yours?”"That's because you're not listening." Zedekiel said with a soft smile. At first, he thought it was because Prince Ron was human but later on, he found that Prince Ron’s mind was always so busy that he never focused on hearing him."Your beautiful brain is always thinking about me but it is not listening to me. Here, calm down and close your eyes."Prince Ron felt his beloved cup his cheeks then press their foreheads together."Okay," Prince Ron answered, doing as his husband said. He took a deep breath, pushing away all thoughts, centering his mind on the stillness around him.At first, it was difficult because his beloved was s
Prince Ron was livid. So his beloved could read minds! He mentally rolled up his sleeves, as if preparing for battle. Good. Since his beloved was doing everything he wanted, it wouldn't hurt to make him suffer a bit.'Oh no, my feet feels so sore. I think I need a-'He hadn't even finished his thought when his shoes were taken off his feet and Zedekiel began to massage them gently."How do you feel now? Is it better?" Zedekiel asked, looking at Prince Ron. He didn't know why but his little husband was quite demanding today. Anyway, it didn't matter. As the big husband, he would do whatever his little husband wanted. That was one of his duties.Prince Ron nodded. "Feels good." He then thought; 'Now my waist feels sore.'Zedekiel’s hands immediately moved to his waist and started kneading gently. "I'm sorry." He apologized. "I shouldn't have done it too much. Now your body hurts. Should I take you back to the pool?"Prince Ron hurriedly shook his head. "No no no. I'm okay."Then he thou
4 days.It had been 4 days of wild passionate sex in the Snowy mountains. Prince Ron could hardly believe it. They did it everywhere. In bed, in the pool, on the grass, standing, against a wall, under a waterfall, his beloved even tied him up with vines one time. Ah, it was truly wild and his beloved's stamina was out of this world.At first, he thought everything that happened which led up to them being alone in a cave was all a coincidence until they saw fresh sets of clothes in the wardrobe within the cave and also fresh food set up on a dining table outside by winged fairies.They realised that they had been drugged by someone. His beloved had ruled out Princess Mariel and Princess Rose because they had an entirely different agenda. He also ruled out the twins because those two could never make such a plan on their own which left Prince Ludiciel and the Queen Mother. It could have been either one of them or both of them. They didn't dwell on it much though because it was a much ne
Prince Ron shivered as he continued to stroke his beloved's bulging shaft, feeling his own dick flare to life. He couldn't believe he was hard again but he ignored it and diligently pleasured his beloved. The huge member was hotter than the pool, the silky skin lined with pulsing veins running along the thick long shaft like vines. With each gentle tug, milky liquid streamed out of the purplish head, dripping into the water and quickly dissolving. Zedekiel’s head was thrown back, his silky silver hair falling over his broad shoulders, revealing the smooth expanse of unblemished skin on his neck, his chiseled chest rising and falling steadily, his lips producing low groans that spurred Prince Ron on, making him aware that his beloved was enjoying what he was doing."Go faster love." Prince Ron heard Zedekiel encourage. "And harder."Prince Ron increased his strength but it wasn't as hard as Zedekiel wanted it to be. He leaned forward, his gaze hungry as he captured his little husband's
After hours of intense passion, Zedekiel and Prince Ron found solace in a warm pool outside the cave. Prince Ron swam slowly in the shallow area of the pool, sighing contentedly as the warm water soothed every ache and strain in his body. The edges of the pool were lined with smooth, flat white stones, which were surprisingly comfortable to the touch. He realised that the pool was similar to the one in their bathroom for he felt all his fatigue melt away in mere seconds. His skin was now clean and emitting a pleasant rosy scent.However, as he glanced down, he noticed that the hickeys and bite marks Zedekiel had left on him were still there. They were littered all over his skin, everywhere, even in the inner parts of his thighs. He pursed his lips and shot a glare in Zedekiel's direction.'What a brute' he thought. 'A big bully. Not knowing when to stop. You call me your love but you bullied me throughout the night, making me cry and call you husband.' He then scoffed. 'See if I'll le
In the wee hours of the morning, the dimly lit cave was filled with the soft moans and low growls of desperate pleasure. The air thick with the scent of musk and roses with a hint of wine."No....no more..." Prince Ron whimpered, holding on to his beloved's broad shoulders as his hole was plowed, every jab well aimed at his prostate and soft tract. The rims of his pretty green eyes a seductive shade of red, his pretty pink cock gliding against his beloved's abs as his body quivered from the delicious shocks of sparking desire coursing through his veins.Zedekiel's relentless rhythm of thrusts continued even as Prince Ron begged. Although they had been at it throughout the night, his desire was still strong, his engorged shaft pounding into Prince Ron's tight hot chute and even tighter tract. He had filled Prince Ron’s channel with a significant amount of cum which mixed with Prince Ron’s clear fluids, dripping down on the floor with each thrust, forming a small puddle.He was standing
Zedekiel smirked and continued downward, pressing light, fluttering kisses along his neck, pausing to nibble at the delicate skin, his touch making Prince Ron arch slightly into him. He continued to nibble and suck while his hands roamed all over Prince Ron's body, his fingers brushing over his flushed skin, squeezing and gently kneading the very soft parts. Like his thighs and ass.'This feels so good.' Prince Ron thought, whimpering when he felt Zedekiel’s fingers tweak his hardened nipples. 'I can't believe we're doing this...'Zedekiel heard this and pinched his nipples hard, eliciting a loud hiss from him. Maybe that would make him believe it. His mouth soon found its way to Prince Ron’s collarbone, where he lavished with a mixture of kisses and soft bites while he tweaked and tugged at the hardened nubs on his chest. The contrast sent sparks of pleasure through Prince Ron’s entire being.His lips then traveled lower, following the contours of Prince Ron’s chest, kissing every in
Now that his hands were free, Prince Ron wrapped them around Zedekiel’s neck and crashed their lips together, kissing him like his life depended on it. Their lower bodies were tightly connected, moving in a fast, synchronized rhythm that had them both shaking.In that moment, the full moon shone brightly through the opening in the cave ceiling, its silvery rays cascading down upon their entwined forms. Around them, vines slowly slithered into the chamber, their green tendrils weaving a large protective cocoon around the bed. Delicate beautiful and fragrant flowers blossomed along the vines, their petals unfurling in vibrant colors.Zedekiel’s thrusts became faster, his movements more intense as the air thickened with magic. The moonlight grew brighter, its beams focusing on the couple as they neared their peak.Prince Ron let out a high pitched wail when Zedekiel pressed his waist down, driving that bulging penis deeper into his tract. Zedekiel pounded the very air out of his lungs an