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
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
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 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
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
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
"Okay," Prince Ron agreed, snaking his arms around his beloved’s neck as Zedekiel began to run, his pace swift.As the trees blurred past them, a thought entered Prince Ron’s mind. Back during the fight between his beloved and the Dark Lord, it had felt like he could hear and feel the trees around him. He could also hear the earth, as if it was alive and right when he wanted the Dark Lord to stop moving, the earth turned to quicksand and sucked in his feet while the vines held him in place. He felt like the earth and vines had reacted to his emotions and did exactly what he was thinking.Was it possible that he, too, had powers? But how? Could it be because of his bond with his beloved? But he was human and he didn't know any magic. How could the earth and trees obey him? He shook his head. It definitely couldn't be him. Maybe it was his beloved who did it."Um, back there..." he said, looking at Zedekiel. "Did you happen to command the earth and vines to trap the Dark Lord in place s
"P-Poison?" Prince Ron stuttered, shocked. "What are you talking about? How did that happen?"Prince Kayziel shook his head in mild exasperation, his ghostly form flickering as he observed Prince Ron. For all his occasional cleverness, the human could still be rather dense at times. Before he could even respond to Ron's question, the flap of the tent opened, and a man wearing a dark cloak entered, bowing respectfully."Your Highness, everything is ready," the man announced.Prince Ron blinked, confused. "What is ready? I didn’t ask you to get anything ready."Prince Kayziel let out a small chuckle. "He's talking to me," he clarified before turning to the man. "Good. Carry the vessel to the altar. And remember, do not dispel the spell. I don't want it running away.""Yes, Your Highness," the cloaked man answered. He walked over to where Prince Ron sat, his steely frightening gaze locked onto him.Panic surged through Prince Ron. "Vessel? What vessel? What are you—" But his words were c
Kayziel snickered inwardly, though he kept his expression solemn. It didn’t matter whether the phoenix joined or not. The moment Zedekiel saw what he had to show, the damage would have already been done. He couldn't believe his nephew was still so naive. Even after all the centuries that had passed, he still trusted people easily.So foolish.Zedekiel had hacked off his limbs one by one and sealed him beneath the sacred roots of the Mother Tree. Stripped him of power, dignity, and freedom.Now, he had destroyed his plans to take over Netheridge and live a good life. Why should he let Zedekiel be happy?He already knew that Zedekiel was not going to let him off. He was going to die in the most painful way Zedekiel could conjure so he would take something from Zedekiel first.If he could not live, then let his nephew’s love burn instead.“What are you waiting for?” Zedekiel snarled, his grip tightening around the Soul Crucible. He had half a mind to not see what Kayziel wanted to show t
Alaric didn’t answer. His face, usually impassive, was drawn tight. His onyx eyes were stormy and his lips parted as if he wanted to speak, but no words came. He clenched his jaw and fists, unable to tell Zedekiel what he was about to see. How would he even tell him? They had opened the lantern, ready to unleash hell on whoever had possessed Ron but when they saw who it was, they knew Zedekiel had to be called back.Zedekiel drew in a deep breath. He didn’t need words to know something was deeply wrong. He couldn't wait to know what it was so he increased his speed, disappearing in a blur and reappearing before the cell door in the dungeon’s lowest levels. Alaric arrived three seconds later.They both stood still for a moment, facing the thick metal door and Zedekiel curled his fists. It was time to face whoever had made their lives hell for 3 months.He pushed open the door, the hinges creaking as they stepped inside. The room was dimly lit by the light pearls embedded into the walls
“Wow, I never knew Prince Ron was so brave and fierce.” Elliot said to Prince Ludiciel, looking thoroughly fascinated.Prince Ludiciel wasn't sure if it was because of Prince Ron or the story or both.“Judging by his looks, one would think he cannot handle a sword but did you see those moves?” Elliot continued. “He once wrestled a python and rescued a princess from a tiger. Then he saved your brother and travelled all the way to the North to marry him. Isn't that amazing?”Prince Ludiciel didn't know whether to laugh or cry. “It's amazing indeed.” He answered, nodding. He couldn't even imagine Prince Ron wrestling a python or rescuing a princess from a tiger. Knowing the lazy Prince, he would just assign Leo to do all the fighting and rescuing.Then again, it didn't really matter. It was a nice story Prince Ron told. Now he knew how Prince Ron met his brother.“But wait,” Elliot said, pausing. “If Prince Ron went after your brother, when did he get the chance to tell the story to the
He paused dramatically and everyone shook their heads.“Exactly! No, he didn’t!” Prince Ron pointed with glee. “He turned every one of them down, declaring boldly that he would only marry for true love!”Everyone went; “Awww.”“And then!” Prince Ron threw up his hands with a dramatic flourish. “One day, the brave Prince was at an inn. He’d heard rumors about some King in the North—one who dared to ask for his sister’s hand in marriage. But this Prince wasn’t the type to trust someone based on hearsay, so he went himself to gather intel.”At this point, Zedekiel frowned. Why did the story sound familiar but wrong somehow?“So there he was, chilling at the bar, sipping on ginger ale and chatting with the barkeep, when he spotted someone. A ridiculously handsome man, sitting alone in the corner, just enjoying his meal.”Zedekiel’s frown deepened. This story sounded really familiar…“What the handsome man didn’t realize,” Prince Ron continued, “was that a group of shady-looking bandits ha
Prince Ron gasped, eyes going wide. “Your what?!”Elliot smiled sheepishly, but his eyes flicked affectionately to Prince Ludiciel as he held his hand. He never really thought some harmless flirting with an Elf Prince in a flower house would result in a relationship but he was happy it did. Prince Ludiciel was the most caring, considerate, and loving creature he had ever met.Prince Ron was still stunned. He glanced at his beloved who was just smiling and then he realised that his beloved already knew! Was he the only one that didn't know? Was he the last to know? Why didn't they tell him first? His brother-in-law had found a partner! He was the one that was supposed to announce it in a grand style! Throw a party! Celebrate!He gazed at the couple then asked with little hope. “I-I'm not the last one to know, am I?”Zedekiel shook his head with a sigh. Was that was his little husband was concerned about?The Ice Fairy Queen, Prince Ludiciel and Elliot chuckled.“Well…the entire Royal f
Prince Ron sat obediently on a bed—well, as obediently as he could manage—while the Ice Fairy Queen moved gracefully around him, her shimmering white gown trailing like mist on ice. Her crystal blue eyes sparkled as she checked over him and gently examined his belly.“Would you stop staring at her and smiling like that?” Zedekiel, who was beside him, holding his hand, huffed.Prince Ron blinked. “But I’ve never seen an ice fairy before, let alone their queen.” He replied with a pout. Besides, she was really pretty. Her knee-length snow-white hair swayed as she moved, and everything about her was elegant, ethereal… cold, but really beautiful. He wondered if she had wings and if she would show him if he asked.“I don’t care.” Zedekiel grumbled. “Stop staring. Now. It's rude.” And what happened to him being the most handsome in the world? If his little husband wanted to stare at someone, couldn't he stare at him? The Ice Fairy Queen was his friend but he couldn't help feeling jealous whe
From the sidelines, Alaric and Talon watched in silence. Neither spoke, neither moved. They just stood there, watching Zedekiel and Prince Ron, a million thoughts racing through their minds.Talon’s gaze lingered on Prince Ron and Zedekiel, the way Zedekiel held his Prince Ron so tight, yet so gentle, the way Prince Ron melted into him, safe, reassured, like he trusted Zedekiel more than his own self and looked to the Elf King to keep him together. Prince Ron looked at Zedekiel like he was the only one he could see. As if when they were together, nothing else mattered and it was just them.His hands clenched at his sides in frustration. He wanted that. He wanted that and more. He felt envious—achingly envious. To the extent that his chest felt stuffy, and his teeth ached. He wanted to hold a particular person like that, have the person look at him with that kind of love, that kind of devotion. He wanted the person to trust him, to make him feel like he was the only one in the entire w
Prince Ron beamed, rubbing the back of his precious frying pan. Oh, he’ll make it count alright.And make it count he did.Some minutes later, the dungeon echoed with a loud CLANG as Prince Ron’s frying pan made direct contact with Hugh’s head. The unfortunate man let out a strangled grunt before slumping forward, completely dazed. He didn’t know if it was because he had received several beatings from Zedekiel earlier, but the human Prince’s hit was quite painful. He was tired and he wanted it all to stop.But Prince Ron was not done. He signaled the guards to lift Hugh up which they did. He then took two steps back and BANG! smacked Hugh on the side of his face. Blood sprayed against the wall of the cell and Hugh groaned, coughing out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth.Everyone’s eyes widened in alarm. Was the human prince that strong or was the frying pan really that heavy?Prince Ron glared down at Hugh, his grip tightening around the handle of the frying pan. For three months, h
Prince Ron’s attention, however, was immediately drawn to the weird and spooky looking lantern. His emerald eyes sparkled with curiosity as he pointed at the lantern. "What is that?" he asked, staring at the glowing light. He had never seen such a lantern before. Could it be a genie? He wouldn’t be surprised if it was though. He fell in love with his sister’s husband to be who turned out to be an Elf, married him while having sex under the moonlight and was now carrying his babies. He had also been kidnapped by a deranged Elf and was saved by his beloved who brought along a weak rude witch. They even battled the Dark Lord from hell who came to take him away and some hours ago, he was possessed by an evil uncle Elf spirit. Seeing a genie now who could grant three of his wishes would not surprise him at all.Although, he did truly wish it was a genie. His first wish would be to have more stamina so he could go long hours in bed with his beloved! He could never forget the way his beloved