Prince Ludiciel stood there wearing a smile, amused by the human's antics. Who else would dare to brazenly behave coquettishly and stick to the King like glue?Only the fearless human Prince.King Zedekiel on the other hand was annoyed. How dare the human touch him so casually after running into him? How was a Crown Prince of the most powerful Kingdom so absent-minded and careless?Our dear Elf King completely forgot he was the one holding the human by the waist, not letting him go. Prince Ron was only taking advantage of the moment.Zedekiel opened his mouth to scold the Prince when he suddenly heard the Officials voice out;Official 6: "Oh my, it seems like the Prince is still weak. He hasn't recovered yet."Official 8: "Yes. Look at how pitiful he looks. He's even shivering. The poor Prince."Zedekiel's left brow twitched in anger. The poor Prince? Who hasn't recovered yet? The Prince was the one running in the halls! How could someone like that not be okay?Hearing the Officials c
"Mannerless buffoon." Princess Rose scoffed. "I do not blame you anyway. I wonder what my stupid brother is teaching you."Leo wanted to say that his Prince wasn't stupid but gritted his teeth, knowing it wasn't what to say. "We still have to find him."Princess Rose then turned to Prince Ludiciel, wagging a finger at his face. "I'm warning you, Prince Ludiciel. Convey my message to your brother too. If my brother is not found by nightfall, it will mean war!""Watch your tongue Princess Rose." Prince Ludiciel warned gravely. "You speak heavy words."It was an insult. Was she trying to say Prince Ron had been kidnapped by them?Princess Rose stood her ground, glaring at him. "What should concern you is the disappearance of my brother not the weight of my words and I promise you, Prince Ludiciel, if my brother is not brought to me today, it will spell the end of our alliance and your Kingdom.""I see" Prince Ludiciel chuckled. So it was that easy to break the marriage alliance. He was w
Zedekiel's face went ugly as he wondered how he could have such thoughts about a disgusting human. He glared at the back of the Prince's head, thinking he was being bewitched by the Prince.Maybe the Prince had found some ancient witch and made her cast a spell on him.But then, how could he have found a witch? They were said to be extinct. And why would he cast a spell on him? What would he gain?Then again, as the masked dancer, he had seen emotions churning in the human's bright green eyes.Adoration, affection, admiration, and greatest of all, love.Zedekiel quickly shook his head, dispelling the thoughts. It was impossible.Completely impossible!The Mother Tree must have messed with his head this afternoon.A voice whispered in his mind. 'Or it could be your true feelings, the ones you buried so deep...'Zedekiel frowned and shouted in his mind. 'Then remain buried!'Prince Ron felt better after breathing properly then he raised his head and gazed around. They had ran all the wa
She poured out her anger on her room and didn't stop until she felt little strength in her body. She sat on the floor, hair and clothes in disarray, eyes wild.She had done everything. Everything to make Prince Ron a liability to their father but their father didn't care. In fact, King Cain never gave up on training his son. To this day, although their father had shown her all sorts of love and was harsh on Prince Ron, she knew Prince Ron was loved the most and their father had high hopes for him. If she let Prince Ron take the throne, she would be cast aside, completely forgotten.She had thought hard about what she could do to make her father break the rule but came up with nothing. Her next plan was to find a strong handsome King and get married to him then take over his Kingdom. All she wanted was power. That was the only thing that mattered throughout the lands. If you had power, you could whatever you want and rule however you like. Rats like Leo the bodyguard would not have any
While admiring the Prince, they felt a sudden chill run down their spines.The guards "!!!!"Alarmed, they looked for the source and were shocked to find their King staring at them coldly, like he would gouge out their eyes at any moment.There was even a gloomy aura emanating from him in waves.The guards looked at each other stiffly. What did they even do?"Welcome, Your Majesty" the guards greeted, going on their knees when they arrived at the dungeon gates. "Welcome, Your highness, Prince Ron of Ashenmore."Prince Ron smiled and was about to answer when a cold wind blew and he sneezed so hard he stumbled backwards a bit.King Zedekiel was quick to react and steadied the Prince with a hand to his lower back.Annoyed, Prince Ron stepped away with a huff. He could stop him from falling but he couldn't give him his outer robe to keep him warm. What a cold hearted King. Prince Ron wanted to tell him that he didn't need his help! He had already ruined the first phase of their dungeon dat
As the King and Prince walked into the dungeon, the gates were closed behind, making the entire place dark.Prince Ron's heart jumped and his body tingled with excitement. This was exactly what he wanted.Two potential lovers, walking side by side in a dark scary dungeon. The wifey, being him, would be too scared to move and he'll stick to the husband, being his beloved, like glue. Seeing his wifey feeling so scared, the husband's protective instincts would kick in and he'll hold the wifey tight, promising to protect him!Prince Ron laughed with joy in his heart. The second phase could commence immediately!Normally, the Prince would have been scared in such a dark place but being with his beloved made all the fear vanish. He scooted closer to his beloved then he whispered; "Your Majesty, why is it so dark?"The King, who had already stretched his hands along the wall, about to light a torch, paused. "Are you afraid of the dark?"Usually, Prince Ron would have denied it to the moon an
"Yes" Zedekiel answered. "We'll have to take extreme measures. Maybe pluck out some nails or some teeth. Or we could remove his toes.""W-What?" Prince Ron grimaced. That was horrible! He could imagine the pain the man would go through. He knew that the man attempted murder but there had to be other ways. "What if we find out his weakness and use it against him? That could work right? No need to get dirty.""The only thing we can use to make that man talk is pain" Zedekiel replied decisively in a cold tone. The man had nearly murdered his sister. Such a person couldn't be allowed to remain in one piece.Prince Ron suddenly had an idea and snickered mischievously. "Well, Your Majesty, you're forgetting that he's a man and we all have one common weakness."Zedekiel was surprised. He didn't expect the Prince to have any ideas that weren't on line with torture. After all, as the Crown Prince, he should be familiar with numerous torture techniques.The King didn't know that our dear Prince
"Your highness!!" the guard shouted, reflexively dropping all the things he was carrying and reaching out to hold the Prince when his head was heavily swatted, making him fall to the ground like a squashed fly.SPLAT!Zedekiel quickly held Prince Ron in his arms as he glared at the guard on the ground. What was with people and touching the Prince today?More importantly, why was he stopping them and doing it himself???His actions felt so fluid and natural. As if he was supposed to do it. He didn't even think before acting. He just did.The guard on the floor groaned and tried to get up but Zedekiel glared at him, adding pressure with his mind. The poor guard laid on the cold dirty floor, wondering what exactly he had done to make his King so angry.Zedekiel didn't know why but he felt really irritated. The poor guard was being a punching bag.The scent of cold sandalwood rushed into the Prince's nose and he buried his face in his beloved's chest, taking deep breaths.Ah that was bett
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
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