"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
Immediately after those words, Prince Ron found himself back in the garden, standing before that huge tree."It's the Umbrella tree" he murmured, gazing around. Everything was still in place. The flowers, the statues, even the ground in which he fell through was intact. As if he never fell in the first place.Prince Ron was confused. "Was I dreaming?...""Of course not. Are you stupid?" Prince Kayziel said in a condescending tone.The pearl in Prince Ron's hand began to vibrate and he opened his palm, staring at the pearl in awe. "I don't know why you humans cannot comprehend simple things. Are you saying meeting me and seeing my story is a dream? Can your puny brain even conjure up such stories?"Prince Ron was starting to feel offended. His brain wasn't puny and he was sure that he was very capable of making up magnificent stories. He raised a finger and started wagging it at the pearl. "Look here royal Elf spirit. I am a Prince. Just like you. If you keep on insulting me, I'll thro
Hearing the first part, the servant's eyes nearly rolled back into his head. He started to sweat. Did the Prince of Ashenmore become a cripple? He could already see himself being sentenced to death. It was all his fault. He shouldn't have let the Prince wander alone."C-Call...His Majesty..." Prince Ron insisted, adding more stress to his beloved's title just in case the servant didn't hear.The servant's brain clicked and he rushed to his feet. "Yes, Yes. I'll call His Majesty right away. I'll call everyone."The servant started to run as he cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted; "I've found him! Everyone! I've found the Prince of Ashenmore! Your Majesty! I've found the Prince of Ashenmore!"Prince Kayziel was horrified. "What do you want Zedekiel for? Do you know what will happen if he senses my spirit in a pearl?""Not my problem." Prince Ron snickered."As a matter of fact, it is your problem." Prince Kayziel retorted. "If he finds me and seals me back in that pit, your spirit
The person who was shocked the most was Prince Ron. He never expected Zedekiel to carry him. Although he knew his beloved was just helping, he couldn't help but feel special.Ever since they arrived in Netheridge, Zedekiel had been nothing but hostile to him. The only times he saw the gentle parts of the King was when they danced during the feast and when he helped apply medicine on his wound.Which was directly after choking him.For Zedekiel to willingly carry him, Prince Ron felt he could faint from pure joy.At that point, the moon in the sky shined brighter and the wind picked up a bit, temporarily blinding the people watching behind them. The branches of the humongous Mother Tree slowly swayed with the wind, releasing a sweet scent which wrapped around Zedekiel and Prince Ron. A few leaves went with the wind and a particularly one brushed against Zedekiel's lips lightly before finally settling down on Ron's dry lips.Seeing this, Zedekiel was stunned. He sharply turned his head
The King knew he had no other choice so he just nodded then he remembered something. "Mother, something strange happened when we found the huma-The Queen mother glared at him then he coughed slightly, clearing his throat. "I mean the Prince. Prince Ron. Something really strange happened."She gazed at her son with a raised brow then he proceeded to explain."I don't know if I'm the only one who felt it but when I carried the Prince in my arms, I felt my powers grow. I mean, the Mother Tree started to sway as if she was happy. She even released her scent and her leaves caressed me."He glanced over at Prince Ron and corrected; "Caressed us. Her leaves caressed us."He then turned to his mother. "What could that mean?"The Queen Mother smiled deeply. So she wasn't the only one who approved. Even the Mother Tree liked the little Prince. Although she understood, she didn't explain it to her son for she knew her son was so against humans that he wouldn't understand. It would be better if h
Zedekiel blinked, surprised by the sudden action. "What are you doing?"Prince Ron was stunned. "W-What am I doing? What are you doing?""Taking off your clothes." The King replied simply. "You're covered in dirt."The Prince gazed down at himself, still holding his clothes tight. He was truly covered in dirt but Zedekiel helping him didn't sit well with him. After seeing the past, he knew Zedekiel didn't have an ounce of good feelings towards him. It might be a ploy to kill him."Ah, there's no need to bother your Majesty with such a trivial thing. I can do it myself." he smiled nervously as he gathered his robes and jumped down the bed then instantly headed for the door. "Thanks for the help though. I'll see myself out."He was halfway to the door but suddenly realised that he couldn't move. Something was holding him back. He turned to find Zedekiel stepping on the edge of his robe, limiting his movements.Prince Ron started to sweat. When did Zedekiel move away from the bed and he
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