The babies nodded.Prince Ron stared at his babies, his mouth slightly open as he tried to absorb their words. 'F-Four?' He stuttered, beginning to panic. 'You’re kidding right?'But his babies looked absolutely serious. The definitely would not joke about the existence of their siblings.'No way… there’s four of you.' Prince Ron muttered, still trying to comprehend the news. 'I mean... do you even know what that means? That's a whole squad! Four blankets, four little outfits, four... four times the crying!'He stared at them, half-exasperated, half-amused, trying to let it all sink. 'How am I supposed to keep track of four little people? I mean, I can barely keep myself in line, and now I’m supposed to be responsible for a whole mini-army? What if I accidentally mix you up?' He gasped, looking at them in horror. 'What if you all look identical and I end up calling you the wrong names?'The babies watched him, little smiles on their faces, and something softened in Prince Ron’s chest.
Kayziel shook his head. "None whatsoever. The spell you used to suppress him worked. He hasn't budged an inch since that day so I wonder why the physician said I'm dying."Hugh sighed. "Initially, the soul transfer was supposed to weaken the human Prince and make him sleep for eternity but he ended up not only staying awake but also trying to force his way out. Could this be the reason you're dying?"Kayziel remained silent, not knowing what to say. He felt angry and frustrated. He had spent centuries as a spirit trapped underground and now that he has gotten a body, he was told that he was dying.What sort of life was this? He balled his fists and gritted his teeth. It was all due to that damned nephew of his. If only Zedekiel hadn't destroyed his body, he wouldn't be facing such problems today.Damn it. He wished he had just killed Zedekiel before making that stupid deal with Prince Ron."Do not worry, Your Majesty." Hugh said, trying to cheer Kayziel up. "I will find a stronger spe
"Shut the fuck up Zedekiel!" Talon shouted as he parried each stirke with his claws. "I'm only going easy on you because you're injured! Recover first and see how I'll beat you to a fucking pulp!""Oh really?" Zedekiel chuckled as Talon used his claws to deflect the sword again and again but Zedekiel decided to take things more seriously. He increased his strength and speed, making his strikes too sharp and too swift, forcing Talon to focus purely on defense. He gave him no chance to attack at all."Hey what the fuck!" Talon shouted, gritting his teeth as he tried to find an opening but Zedekiel didn't give him even a second to breathe. "You fucking Elfman! Fight properly you fuc-"With a final powerful swing, Zedekiel slashed Talon across his chest then punched him square on the jaw, sending him crashing to the ground with a resounding BOOM. Dust and debris flew around them, and when it settled, Zedekiel stood over Talon, his sword held just inches from Talon’s throat.“You lose,” he
Zedekiel nodded, his voice softening further. "He means everything to me Talon. Absolutely everything. I love him with all my heart. Everything about him makes me feel giddy. His laugh, his touch, the way he looks at me... Talon, if don't get him back, I'll-""Hey, don't fucking say that." Talon quickly cut him off. " Don't even think it.""I can't help it." Zedekiel replied. "Once again, I've been shown how incompetent I am. I cannot even protect the one I love. I let my guard down and allowed him to be possessed by only the Gods know what. I failed him Talon and it kills me to think about what he's going through right now. That is, if he's even still there.""Hey, I'm sure he is." Talon reassured him, patting him gently on the shoulder. "From the way you described him, he sounds like a fighter. He may be a human in this life but don't forget that he comes from a long line of Witches. You mentioned yourself that there are things he has done that you cannot explain. Like breaking your
Official 4 shook his head in disappointment. "You know what, cousin, you're the most two faced Elf I've seen. You were the one who suggested to His Majesty to marry the human Prince. You gave all sorts of reasons and advantages of the marriage and now that they are married, you want to kill him? If you've always hated the human Prince, why suggest that to our King? Why allow them to fall in love and bond?" He then gasped as it dawned on him. "Unless... you only said all that to win against me that day. Your hatred for the humans never diminished. You just wanted to be the one to win His Majesty's favour.""And I wish I didn't." Official 3 gritted out, not bothering to deny it. He had never liked humans. He also didn't like the human Prince. He just suggested all that to beat Official 4 that day. "Now look where that has gotten us. Living underneath the Kingdom in order to hide from that tyrant and eating nothing but scraps for three months. We can barely get clean water. He makes our
"Hello," he said to the royal physician, his husband and Official 4. "My name is Cordin. This is Porsha and Leo." He gestured at the humans.Official 4's eyes went to them and his brows shot up in surprise. "Humans? Underground?"Cordin nodded. "I brought them inside. I am Prince Ron’s personal servant. Porsha is one his servants from Ashenmore and Leo is his bodyguard.""I recognise the big man." The royal physician said. "I'm truly sorry about what has happened to the Prince. We're going to try everything we can to get him back to normal."Leo sighed and nodded. "Thank you. But it was also due to my negligence. I wonder if Prince Ron will have it in his heart to forgive me.""Of course he will." Porsha assured, patting him on the shoulder. "The worst thing he will do is send you to the stables or make you guard that garden again."Everyone chuckled, recalling Prince Ron’s favourite ways of punishing people.Leo groaned slightly but he wasn't mad about it. If he got sent to the stabl
They all gazed at him, stunned. How could a servant possibly have access to the King's private library? Prince Ron, they could believe but Cordin???"Wait, you said your name is Cordin, right?" Welyn said, looking at him thoughtfully.Cordin nodded, smiling. "Yes." They better remember it too. If he managed to get he transmission mirror and contact His Majesty, they must speak his name so that he will be rewarded. First thing he would ask for was to leave Prince Ron and be the Head of Servants!"Aha! I knew I've heard that name before." Welyn said. "You're the gossip Elf! Hasn't Prince Ludiciel punished you for eavesdropping on his conversations before?"Official 4 gasped. "That's true! I remember now! So you're the gossip Elf!"Cordin's smile disappeared instantly and his brows twitched in annoyance. Why were they suddenly bringing out his dirty underwear? That too in front of the lovely Porsha? They were going to ruin her image of him!The royal physician clicked his tongue disappro
Cordin let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “You need me to do something for you? If you think I’ll ever help you do anything, then you’re stupid. If you want to kill me, just do it now. I won’t help you do anything.”“Oh, really?” 'Prince Ron' grinned. "We'll see about that.""Hugh!" he called out, sharply. "Get in here!"The doors creaked open immediately and Hugh entered, together with two undead guards that flanked him. Between them, a bloodied and struggling Porsha was dragged forward, her face pale from pain.Cordin felt like a bucket of ice had been poured unto him, freezing him to the bones. "Porsha!" He cried as he scrambled to his feet and rushed toward her.Before he could reach her, more undead guards shuffled in, dragging others behind them. Welyn, the Royal Physician, Official 4, and Leo. Each of them bruised, bloodied, and utterly defeated.Cordin froze mid-step, his breath hitching.“No.” he whispered, shaking his head as tears streamed down his face. How could this have
Prince Ron shivered in his arms as he begged. "Husband... darling, please...just- please... put it in..."Satisfied, Zedekiel gently eased his fingers out of Prince Ron’s plump butt and immediately aligned the bulbous head of his drenched cock at the prepped wet hole. He hoisted one of Prince Ron’s legs over his shoulder and pushed the other further with his hand. With a gentle roll of his hips, he pushed against the sphincter until the cap of his dick slid right into his little husband’s heated chute.Prince Ron’s nails dug into his beloved’s arms as he keened a high pitched wail for Zedekiel was way bigger than he remembered. He felt his beloved retract a bit then he screamed, his mind going blank as Zedekiel plunged into him with one powerful thrust.Zedekiel gritted his teeth, growling at the incredible tightness and heat of Prince Ron’s body and without waiting for him to adjust, he grabbed Prince Ron’s butt, spread the bouncy cheeks apart and began to pound the very air out of h
He did that. Those were his. His babies. His very own kids. A low growl rumbled from his chest and without a second thought, he seized Prince Ron’s ankles, spreading his legs wide open with ease. Prince Ron barely had a moment to gasp before Zedekiel wedged himself between them and crashed their lips together, stealing his breath away. The kiss was deep, searing—curling his toes and sending shivers down his spine. Prince Ron clung to Zedekiel, his heart pounding wildly. The naked desire and heat flowing from his beloved's kiss made him feel cherished, adored and wanted in a way that left him breathless. Zedekiel pulled away, giving Prince Ron some seconds to breathe before kissing him again and again. His kisses were filled with adoration as his fingertips traced along every contour of Prince Ron’s body, whispering praises as if uncovering a sacred art. “Every inch of you is perfection,” he breathed, his tone awed and soft, “You are more beautiful with each passing moment and I c
In the now quiet cave, Prince Ron’s heart was pounding fast, his beautiful green eyes wide as he stared at his beloved who stood at the foot of the bed, taking off the purple sash around his waist. His robes loosened and Prince Ron flushed, shuffling backwards on the bed. "W-What are you doing?" He stuttered nervously. He had only been complaining about things that may happen in the future. He never told his beloved to do anything! "What do you think I'm doing?" Zedekiel asked, his dark gaze never wavering from Prince Ron’s flushed face as he slowly took off his robes. The dark fabric fell to the floor with a soft ruffle, quickly followed by his undergarments. Prince Ron’s emerald green eyes widened in stunned awe, his breath catching in his throat as his jaw went slack. His gaze locked onto Zedekiel’s form, drinking in every inch of his beloved’s beauty as he wondered, what has his beloved been doing for the past 3 months!!! Zedekiel proudly stood tall, his pale skin smooth like m
"Who am I?" He grimaced, stunned. "How can you forget who I am? I am Alaric! The one who saved you from that creep Fredrick who kidnapped you!" 'Also, I am your big brother!' He wanted to add. 'You might not remember me but I surely remember mother forcing me to wipe your bum whenever you pooped when you were a baby!' Prince Ron’s face scrunched further. "Uh... I only remember my beloved saving me that day." Zedekiel smiled smugly as he ruffled Prince Ron’s curls lovingly. He stood straighter, his chest puffing with pride. "What?!" Alaric exclaimed, unable to believe what he was hearing. How could Ron give that Elf all the credit?! "I was the one standing next to Ludiciel in that dome. You made us create this huge version of what you think the Dark Lord looks like! I had to split the earth and move the winds to make that thing look real!" Prince Ron’s brows shot up as he pretended as if he was just remembering who Alaric was. "Ohhh," he drawled. "You're that weak witch!" "What d
The shorter skeleton spoke, voice lighter now. "My sons, you all finally came back." It sounded relieved. "Where’s Zedekiel? And my sister?"The taller one added eagerly, "Were you guys able to get Ron back? Is that why you’re here now?"It all suddenly dawned on Ludiciel who the skeletons were and his eyes burned with unshed tears as he forced himself to speak, voice barely above a whisper, "Mother?... Mariel?""Ludiciel," The shorter skeleton laughed, a sound filled with both sorrow and joy. "I knew you'd recognize us. Unlike your little brothers who are hiding behind you."Tariel and Sariel peered cautiously from behind Ludiciel and Talon, their eyes wide with uncertainty. "Brother, are those really…?"Prince Ludiciel inhaled sharply, willing himself to believe what his heart already knew. With a flick of his wrist, he dispelled the illusion he had unknowingly placed upon them.The moment the magic faded, there they stood.The Queen Mother, regal and serene, draped in flowing pale
Talon sneered, yanking him closer. "Necromancers are always weak as shit. You hide behind your army, and everyone thinks you're powerful. Look at you now. You're nothing without your magic."Hugh's swollen eyes flickered open, and to Talon’s surprise, he started laughing—a wet, gurgling disgusting sound that make Talon want to rip his throat out."You think that's all I have up my sleeve?" Hugh rasped, his lips curling into a wicked grin. His gaze flicked downward.Talon followed his eyes and felt the faintest prickling sensation crawling up his legs."You think humans and animals are the only ones whose skeletons I can call upon?" Hugh sneered. "I can call upon even insects! Those ants will bite at you till you die! Even if you kill me, they won't stop until there’s nothing left but your bones, and I will gladly add you, Phoenix King, to my army!"Talon scoffed. "Oh really?"Without hesitation, his body ignited in a pillar of flames. His form shifted, his flesh turning into golden-re
"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