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
Zedekiel stood to the side, amused by the Prince's seriousness. He could say that since the day the Prince stepped into Netheridge, this was the first time he had seen him concentrate on something so well. He had to admit. Even the serious Prince was very attractive. Some minutes later...The King and the guards stared at the Prince's masterpiece with wide eyes.What the hell was this?!!!!!Prince Ron had a smile of satisfaction on his face. He had done good. Well done to himself. He patted himself on the back mentally.The prisoner was shaking and sweating bullets. He had been completely stripped down to his underwear, sitting on the edge of the chair with his limbs spread wide like a starfish, arms and legs secured by chains which were attached to the walls. A pair of large sharp shears were hanging above him by a rope which was held up by a hook in the ceiling then down to Prince Ron's hands.What scared the prisoner the most was that Prince Ron had ordered the guards to pull out
The prisoner was dumbfounded. Wasn't the Prince supposed to be afraid? Elves were dangerous!"Believe me Your Highness!" he pleaded. "They're all Elves! The man beside you is the King of the Elves! They have extraordinary powers and can kill you within seconds! Your Highness release me so that I may protect you!"Prince Ron couldn't help but laugh. Even if Griffith wanted to protect him, it was impossible so long as King Zedekiel had the intention to kill him. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. "You mean to tell me that my future brother in-law is an Elf King?"At that point, it wasn't even the situation that irked Zedekiel anymore. It were the words 'future brother in-law'. He was suddenly irritated. Why must the human Prince be so specific?Ah what was he thinking about at a time like this?"Your Highness, you must believe me!" Griffith continued. "They exist! They truly exist!"The situation suddenly birthed an idea in Prince Ron's mind. What a great opportunity!"
The room had been cleaned.Broken items had been swept away. The chairs and tables were put in their original position. The torn bedsheets were replaced with new ones and Princess Rose was sitting on the edge of the bed, reading a letter.Her face grew uglier the more she read and that only meant she was angry. The angrier the got, the worse her temper became and the more horrible she would be.The servants noticed this and all went on their knees, staying some feet away from the bed. They also took away any object from her reach. Knowing her personality well, she would throw at them whatever her hands find.This bad behaviour of hers had once led her to fatally injure a servant and what was worse was the fact that she didn't care. She even said that the lives of the servants were not important. They were meant to die for her anyway.Sure the servants would give their lives up for their masters to live but saying it so blatantly made her servants feel worthless. They could lose their