The death of his brother and first son? Ron wondered. Could that be Zedekiel's father and brother? The ones Queen mother told him about?"I was not a traitor, Ron" Kayziel continued. "I never betrayed my own people. I only wanted peace but those filthy Ashenmores used me. They tricked me and successfully trapped my brother, his son, and all the guards that escorted them"His voice was now filled with so much anger and resentment that Ron couldn't help but shiver in fear. He unconsciously moved away from the Elf spirit. "We were supposed to be at peace. My brother trusted me to take care of all the proceedings. The King of Ashenmore, King Rafael, had signed on the treaty and taken an oath of peace between our species but little did I know that they would betray us"Ron was shocked. King Rafael? That was his great great great grandfather! The fiercest King Ashenmore ever had. He had heard so much about his great great great grandfather but he never heard anything about him having a war
Kayziel smiled. "Not at all Your Majesty. You're misunderstanding me. I brought only one person to show my sincerity. We really want peace" Prince Ron decided at that point that he didn't like his great great great grandfather at all. Why bully his future husband's uncle?They continued their discussion and Ron saw that Kayziel was really good at negotiating. He had brought up a good plan that would benefit both parties. He spoke so eloquently and with such smartness that King Rafael was stunned. There were no loopholes or any chance for cheating. King Rafael couldn't help but agree. In no less than three hours, the treaty was signed by King Rafael as King Fayziel had already signed on it. When everything was done, King Rafael left without a word and Prince Kayziel was happy, There would be peace between his people and the humans now. No more suffering or bloodshed. Only peace. Some months later...Things were going fine. The Elves were rebuilding their villages and towns that got
"Oh no. What can we do now?"Zedekiel chanted a spell and lightening suddenly struck at Kayziel and Berthiel but they quickly dodged and burst into laughter. Angry, Zedekiel left. Berthiel saw that his brother was really angry so he went after him to placate him. Kayziel shook his head. Berthiel was so naughty. But who was this pretty boy with red hair and green eyes that has caught his stone faced nephew's heart? Ron didn't know but he was very jealous! How could his beloved like someone already? He even kissed him and claimed him as his wife! A servant walked into the garden and bowed before Kayziel. "Your Highness, there's a human asking for you at the palace gates. He said his name is Nathan"Ron felt Kayziel's heart skip a beat. He crumpled the letter he was writing and flew out of the garden, straight to the palace gates.Oh yes, the thing was, not all Elves could fly. Only those from the Royal Family. If you're an ordinary Elf, whether you reach the age of flying or even sur
And that what the biggest mistake of their lives.The King, Berthiel, 12 guards and Kayziel set off for the engagement after one week. Nathan left before then to give King Rafael the good news so they could prepeare for the arrival of the Elves.Zedekiel wanted to follow but King Fayziel made him stay so he could watch over his mother and the Kingdom while he was gone for Zedekiel was very reliable although he had the body of a 12 years old.Ron was quite happy. His beloved had a strong sense of responsibily since he was a kid. He knew that they would have no problems once they get married. He couldn't wait to make Zedekiel fall in love with him. He wanted to see how Zedekiel would treat his spouse. Maybe he was a hopeless romantic within.It took another week to travel to the Kingdom of Ashenmore and when they arrived, they were greeted warmly by King Rafael personally. He waited for them on his horse in front of the Kingdom gates to show his sincerity and welcomed them with music an
He could still remember the first time they met. How Zedekiel saved him from those goons and healed the little wound on his forehead. How handsome Zedekiel looked in robes as black as night and silver hair shimmering under the moonlight. Then those violet eyes that seemed like they were boring into his very soul.'Ah Zedekiel, when will this whole thing end so I can see you again?' he thought.At that point, the arrival of the people of the neighbouring Kingdom was announced and in trooped another set of finely dressed humans. From the crest of an eagle on their clothes, Ron already knew the Kingdom but he wasn't interested for he knew the history of his great great great grandfather Prince John getting engaged to Pincess Gabrielle of their neighbouring Kingdom.But wait. If he remembered his history books correctly, Prince John never got engaged to Princess Gabrielle. In fact, he never got engaged at all because he died in an accident and his younger brother, Prince Asher, who was ac
"I see" King Fayziel spoke for the first time. He sighed then patted King Rafael's shoulder in a friendly manner. "Our presence here has made your son unhappy. We will leave immediately"King Rafael started to panic. "But King Fayziel, I-"King Fayziel held up a hand and shook his head. "There's no hard feelings, King Rafael. I know you mean well. You have already shown us your sincerity. It isn't your fault if other people do not like us. I hope we can still maintain our current state of peace.Feeling less guilty by King Fayziel's words, King Rafael nodded. "Of course. I will never go back on my word"Prince John chuckled and shook his head. "And what makes you think you abominations can leave?"As if on cue, a large troop of guards filed into the hall and the large heavy double doors of the hall were pushed shut. They stood in front of the shut doors and unsheathed their swords, taking a fighting stance. Several other guards appeared by every window, holding an arrow and bow, ready
It then dawned on King Fayziel and Prince Kayziel. They looked at each other as the same word appeared in their minds.Iron!It was the only thing that was deadly to an Elf. When they are around it, they grow weak. Weaker than a old human. When it touches them, it burns their flesh and they can never heal from it.Now that it's inside them, they knew it. They were all going to die.Prince Berthiel, who was the youngest amongst all the elves was naturally weaker and had zero tolerance for iron so his body reacted quicker.Everyone watched in horror as he completely collapsed on the floor, writhing and moaning in pain, bleeding from his eyes, nose, ears and mouth. He kept clutching his throat, coughing and choking on his own blood. The sight was gory and downright frightening.King Fayziel could not watch his son in such agony. "You evil bastard!" he yelled with a wave of his hand.A sharp gust of wind blew towards Prince John and Nathan. It was like the sharp tip of a deadly arrow, sli
Prince John heard so he turned to Prince Berthiel and raised the iron net, looking at down at the Prince who was drenched in his own blood. "What are you talking about?"They could hear the fear in his tone even though he tried to hide it.Prince Berthiel struggled to raise his head then pinned Prince John a deadly glare. "You will die" he sneered. "I promise you. You will die the most painful death at the hands of my brother."Prince John's eyes widened. "There's another one?" He turned to Nathan. "I thought you said this is the only heir! You lied to me!"Nathan began to panic. "He is! I didn't lie! He is the only heir! He's the only son of the King!"Prince Kayziel chuckled deeply. It was a good thing that Nathan didn't know about Zedekiel. After all, Zedekiel rarely showed himself. Berthiel was the outgoing one.Hearing that, King Fayziel couldn't help but laugh. "Is that what he said, Berthiel? Will he avenge us?"Despite the agonising pain, Prince Berthiel nodded. "He promised m
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
Slowly, her savior descended, their landing so gentle it felt like stepping onto a cloud.Rose opened her tear-streaked eyes, gasping as she took in the face before her. It was one she never expected to see.Long silver hair cascaded like molten moonlight down his back and his sharp violet eyes glowed like gems in darkness. He stood in his black robes, cold and regal, like a deity that descended from heaven.“Z-Zedekiel…” she whispered, crying. “Y-You came for me. You saved me…”Without a word, Zedekiel loosened his hold, letting her fall unceremoniously to the ground. Rose gasped in pain, stunned by his behaviour. "What do you think yo-"“Make no mistake,” he said, coldly cutting her off as he stepped over her without hesitation. “I only saved you because you’re Ron’s blood.”Before she could respond, his form flickered, vanishing as though he had never been there.Rose sat frozen, unable to believe what had just happened. How could he save her then abandon her like that? Even if the