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
King Zedekiel's eyes went cold. For him, the murder of his father and brother was still fresh. He could remember opening a box, the size of a big treasure chest, the humans sent them as a gift for peace, to find his father and brother's severed heads. Their faces frozen in horror and anguish, lifeless eyes staring back at him. The pain he felt at that moment was unimaginable.His fingers twitched, tiny sparks of silver dangerously dancing around the tips, showing his lack of control on his emotions.Rage and hatred stirred within him like a tremendous tornado. All he wanted was to strike down the dancer. How could he? What was he trying to gain by reminding them of that horrible day? It felt like a hot searing slap to his face. Like rubbing salt on an open wound. Who could be so heartless?He was about to raise his hand when he felt a warm hand encase his own. He turned to find his mother slowly shaking her head. "Stay calm" she said to him telepathically. "I think I understand what h
Some started to sweat for the dancer. How could he ask for such a thing?! The King is so precious! He's untouchable! He's akin to a rare gem! No one has ever dared to ask him for such a thing. This dancer was either very brave or very stupid.Prince Ron wondered why everyone was silent. He just asked for a dance. The King could refuse if he wanted to. It's not like he could force him to dance.Prince Ludiciel and Princess Mariel thought that this person was completely out of his mind.The Queen mother had nothing to say. She was quite curious to see how things would play out.Princess Rose wanted to hit something. How dare this commoner ask for a dance with the King? A man for that matter? She may have turned a blind eye to the same sex couples dancing earlier but this was over the top! She won't let the King fall to the dark side. It's a good thing Ron wasn't back yet. She didn't want her little brother's mind to be so corrupted. Just wait till she's queen. She'll banish each and eve
Anger flooded his mind. A human?! How could it be a stinky dirty human?! He had even tried to cover up his scent with heavy perfume. Well too bad for him because the Elf King's sense of smell was top notch.Ron felt something was off and due to the distraction, he missed a step which caused Zedekiel to steady him by the waist with both hands. The King used this opportunity to make Ron wrap his arms around his own neck.Therefore, they were so close. Due to Ron's lack of height, his head was directly beneath the King's chin. Under the veil, there was no difference between the colour of Ron's face and a tomato. His heart was beating faster than a race horse. What the hell was his Majesty doing?! People were watching!Zedekiel felt he had to be mistaken. No human could perform the ancient Elf dance. It was impossible! He wanted to make sure his nose wasn't deceiving him. That's why he put them in that intimate position.Princess Rose was being fed too much jealousy inducing scenes. She 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