"Are you okay?" he asked the Prince who was still breathing hard.Prince Ron coughed a bit more then sighed deeply, resting his head against his beloved's strong chest. "I'm better now that you're here."Zedekiel thought he didn't hear right. "What?"The Prince suddenly realised what he said then he raised his head and cleared his throat. "I mean, I'm fine. I'm happy you saved me. Thank you, your Majesty."He peered up at Zedekiel and his breath hitched for Zedekiel was so handsome up close. Ron wondered how he could be so lucky to find such a handsome man. He stared up at him, using the opportunity to admire those deep violet eyes framed by dense wet silver lashes down to that straight nose then thin pink lips. His skin was pale and silvery, like the sheen of a moon. He wished he could touch it, to know what the skin of the Elf King felt like."You're welcome." Zedekiel breathed. His voice was hoarse and sexy, making Ron want to hold him closer. He couldn't believe he was actually cl
The Prince's face was stained with oil and sauce. His cheeks were puffed with food, like a cute little chipmunk. His hair was partly dry, already starting to get back to their natural curly state and his eyes were bright, as if it was his first time eating such delicious food. Zedekiel was actually scared the human would stain his clothes.When he realised his mother didn't arrange clothes for the human, he sent a servant to get some but the servant came back saying the human Prince's room was locked and there were no spare clothes. He had to give the human Prince his own set of sleepwear robes. He didn't want to but he couldn't have a human as beautiful as Ron walk around naked. He didn't want what happened the other night to happen again.Although he wasn't happy, he found the human Prince looking so adorable in his black robes. Of course the sleeves were too long so he had to roll them up and the neckline was too wide so it kept slipping off the human's thin shoulders, revealing hi
"Preposterous!" the Queen Mother snapped. "You and him can't share a room until you're properly married. That's against our culture. In fact, I'm sure it's against every culture.""I agree with Mother." Prince Ludiciel stated, giving Rose a stern look. "Who knows what will happen? A man has desires after all."Especially his stubborn brother who has been celibate since birth. If an Elf like that lets loose, only the Mother Tree knows what will happen."Or are you trying to trap my brother?" Princess Mariel accused, looking at her suspiciously. "Are you afraid he'll refuse to marry you so you want to trap him by becoming pregnant with his child?""That's absurd!" Princess Rose shouted, banging the table as she stood up. "How dare you accuse me of such a disgusting thing?!""Well you just offered to sleep with my brother before marriage!" Princess Mariel retorted, standing up as well as she glared at Rose."I meant to share a room not sleep with him!""And what's the difference?! Anythi
"Ludiciel and Mariel are right you know" the Queen Mother said with a smile. "Regardless of how stong you are, you should rest." She then turned to Zedekiel. "Keep him down. Breakfast is getting cold."The King reluctantly let Prince Ron down then walked away and sat on his chair."We're so glad you're okay" the twins said, peering up at Ron. "We were scared when you went missing and we missed you a lot.""Awww I missed you two a lot too" Prince Ron cooed as he slung his arms over their shoulders then whispered. "Don't worry. We're going to play games later. We'll have tons of fun."The twins got excited when they heard the word 'games'. No one in the Kingdom took their time to play with them. Everyone was busy being an adult. Only Prince Ron liked to play with them so they liked him very much.Everyone settled down for breakfast but Princess Rose was still upset and Prince Ron couldn't bear to see his sister like that. Unlike his beloved who had super hearing, he didn't know what hap
Disrespect to the King was to be punished by 200 hundred lashes. You shall also be stripped of your title and sent to the village on the outskirts of the Kingdom.No one wanted this so they forced down their desire to gossip. They would see the child sooner or later."Rise" King Zedekiel commanded as he sat on the throne.They slowly raised their heads and everyone was shocked to find the human Prince standing beside their King, dressed in their King's robes. The robes were too big for him so he had bunched them up around his waist, revealing his white feet.What shocked the officials the most was the fact that the human Prince's toes were painted red!Why did the human Prince paint his toes???And he was grinning from eat to ear, like a cat that had done something naughty but was very happy."Good morning, your highness" One of the officials said, bowing towards Prince Ron. Seeing this, the others did the same. Some bowed slightly, some bowed deeply. Prince Ron didn't care though. He
Prince Ron couldn't help but laugh. "Of course! They're all yours after all. And don't worry about keeping some for your families. Everyone in Netheridge will get a basket."The Officials ooed and ahhhed, surprised that Prince Ron could be so thoughtful. They suddenly saw him in a new light. Who said the human Prince was treacherous and untrustworthy? The human Prince was a gem! A true rare gem!Surely, the way to men's hearts was through their stomachs.The Officials started to eat the snacks, munching and giving sounds of approval. Completely forgetting that their King was in front of them.Zedekiel frowned as he watched his Officials being won over by the human Prince. It was like he had planned it. Everyone in Netheridge already liked him.Then again, why didn't he get a basket? Everyone got a basket except him. If the human Prince wanted to win people, he should have started with him, the King. Just what was he playing at?"Is that all?" King Zedekiel asked Prince Ron. He was ann
"Go on" he commanded. "What do you want to say? I believe that's not all."Official 3 smiled and bowed. "Your Majesty is wise. Let's put aside the marriage of the human Prince and our Princess and think of the marriage of our King."Everyone listened attentively. Even Zedekiel sat up straight."Princess Rose is just a princess." he said. "Your Majesty, if you marry her, you're marrying her alone. She'll move here, to this cold place and we will never be able to leave. The Mother Tree will rot away and we may even sieze to exist."Their faces went gloomy at the mention of the Mother Tree. They all knew it was true."On the other hand," he continued. "Prince Ron is the crown Prince. He is the future King of Ashenmore. Like Official 4 said, he will take his father's place in 2 years. Your Majesty, instead of marrying Princess Rose, why not marry the Crown Prince of Ashenmore?""Preposterous!" Official 4 shouted. "That's insane!""Are you crazy?!" another Official shouted. "Do you want to
"So... Will you tell me where we're heading? I don't recognise this place at all." Prince Ron said as he gazed at the high crystalline walls of the long hallway. The are was cold unlike the other paets of the castle. It almost seemed abandoned. He held the shiny pearl between two fingers as he mused; "I really don't want to get lost again. It will weaken my beloved's trust for me. I don't want him to think I'm snooping around like some spy.""Him?" Prince Kayziel inquired, surprised. The pearl emitted a soft glow, as if it was showing Prince Kayziel's emotions. "The person you love is a man?"Prince Ron sighed as King Zedekiel's handsome face flashed in his mind. "Yes. Like you, I'm gay and I'm in love with a wonderful man. I just don't know how to get him to love me back." He then frowned. "You said you would help me but you haven't done a single thing!"Prince Kayziel chuckled. "The deal is, you help me then I help you. We first have to figure out a way to show my nephew what happen
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
While healing Hugh, Zedekiel's entire body suddenly tensed as he felt a very familiar presence close by. His heart skipped a beat, and without a second thought, he released Hugh, letting the broken necromancer crumple to the cold stone floor in a disfigured heap. He turned on his heel and quickly went out of the cell, his violet eyes glowing as they locked onto the approaching figure.Prince Ron.Dressed in wine-coloured night robes, his russet curls bounced, and his emerald eyes sparkled with mischief as he walked towards the cell. Despite the weight of his heavily pregnant belly, a large cast-iron frying pan was clutched firmly in his hand as he marched with two Elf guards flanked at his sides, carrying large bundles of ropes and one scarily sharp looking shears.Prince Ron was humming a tune as he walked when saw his beloved standing a few feet away and his entire face lit up like fireworks on new year's. His smile was wide and radiant, pure happiness shining from his eyes as he mo
Zedekiel stepped forward, unbothered by the filth beneath his black boots. He raised his hand, and the necromancer’s battered body lifted from the ground, levitating in the air as if strung up by invisible threads. The necromancer let out a wretched cry, his body convulsing in agony. His limbs dangled uselessly, his blackened skin cracking open as fresh blood seeped from his wounds.Talon had done a thorough job. He smiled a bit for he couldn’t even recognise Hugh anymore and it gave him a little bit of satisfaction. His violet eyes gleamed coldly as he began to move his fingers in intricate motions, channeling his magic. Slowly, the necromancer’s burns receded, the ruined flesh knitting itself back together. Cracked bones realigned with sickening pops, shredded muscles mended as if time itself was reversing and the necromancer gasped, his cries of agony morphing into shuddering breaths as strength returned to his limbs.Talon frowned, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "What the fuck are y
The light pearls caught the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the cool amusement in his dark eyes.Talon’s gaze immediately snapped to Alaric’s exposed throat and his pupils thinned to slits, a low growl rumbling from his chest. "Where the fuck is it?" he snarled.Alaric arched a brow. "Where the fuck is what?" he asked, feigning innocence. Then, as if just catching on, he made an exaggerated ‘ohhh’ sound, his slender fingers drifting lazily to his throat, tracing the pale skin there. "You mean the collar?" He smirked, expecting Talon to burst into fury at any moment. The bird had always been such a hot head. He could have worn a high neck robe to cover the fact that the collar wasn’t on his neck but Talon had tormented him with that collar for 3 months. Now that he was free of it, he couldn’t help but want revenge. Talon’s entire frame tensed, his breath coming out in a harsh hiss. His canines and claws elongated, smoke curling from his nostrils as fury boiled within him. "Do n