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
"Cloaked?" The Queen Mother asked, taking a seat at the wooden round table in the middle of an empty small room.Zedekiel nodded as he took a seat across from her. "Always."Prince Ludiciel sighed as he took the last seat. "Mother, I do not know why you even bother asking if this room is cloaked when you know it always is. No one knows about this room except us.""Well, you cannot help but be careful," The Queen Mother said, adjusting her flower crown which the twins had made for her with the help of Prince Ron. It was a mix of red and white roses which matched her crimson-coloured dress. "The walls have ears."Zedekiel cleared his throat and placed a sheet of paper on the table. "This is the list the prisoner gave. Every single Shadow spy and assassin of Ashenmore hiding in this Kingdom is here. What do you suggest we do, Mother?"The Queen Mother was taken aback by the question. "You're asking me?"Stunned, King Zedekiel and Prince Ludiciel shared a confused look."Of course Mother.
"I'm just saying you can start anew, my son," she said. "Do not let these doubts hold you back. You heard what the Mother Tree said. You have to open your heart and trust. I know it in my heart that that human will never betray you or us."Prince Ludiciel nodded. "He was sticking to you like an octopus this evening. Something tells me you do not have to put in too much effort to get the human to fall in love with you. It will happen naturally."Oh if only he knew.Zedekiel closed his eyes and took a deep breath. During the interrogation of the prisoner, he had listened to the Prince's heartbeat as well. He would have detected lies had there been any. It was either that or the human was a very good liar but he didn't want to think that.Doubt.He really had to stop doubting."He said he didn't care if we were Elves," Zedekiel said, opening his violet-coloured eyes.Stunned, The Queen Mother and Prince Ludiciel stared at him, their eyes wide.Zedekiel smiled a little. "I was also shocke
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