Prince Ron walked out of the bathroom wearing fluffy white night robes. They were light and comfortable. His russet curls were damp, slightly sticking to his forehead and nape. He smelled like roses and the servants wheeling in the trays of food were mesmerised by his dainty appearance."Oh, am I having dinner in here?" he asked, pleasantly surprised. He gazed at the different variety of foods on each tray and his mouth watered. There were different kinds of meat. Grilled, boiled, roasted, and stewed with sides of vegetables and fish. There were also fruits and rice with things that looked like flatbread or they could be pancakes. He wasn't sure but everything looked delicious. There wasn't a kind of food in the world Prince Ron didn't love. Except if it tastes bitter but which food does?"Yes, Your Highness." The head servant, an elderly man answered with a bow. "The Queen Mother said that you have not yet recovered from your injuries and you asserted yourself by helping our King int
Prince Ron turned to find Prince Ludiciel watching them with a smile on his face.The human Prince and his brother looked so adorable. "I was thinking about whether to join you two or not. After all, the food is too much for you two to finish. I may as well eat here." He took a step forward but the immediate chilling glares he received froze him on the spot."Who says it's too much? Go eat with everyone else." Prince Ron said, frowning as he waved him off. "Shoo, Shoo."Zedekiel didn't even need to talk. His warning glare and the barrier stopping Prince Ludiciel from taking any step closer said it all.Prince Ludiciel couldn't help but laugh. Was this the King who kept saying things about the human Prince in the hidden room? The one whose mind was filled with doubts? He had already seen what he wanted to see. If the Prince wasn't romantically interested in Zedekiel then he would shave his entire head. It was only left for Zedekiel to go in for the kill."Alright alright, I'll leave. H
Zedekiel had never felt the intense need to just kiss someone senseless like now. The human looked so desirable, sitting there in white like a perfect little Angel. Coupled with his sweet words, the need to claim those soft red lips was becoming intense."That's good to know." He said with a nod. His voice was deep and velvety smooth but if the Prince listened carefully, he would have unearthed the heaviness, tinged with desire."It's nothing. Could you please pass me the jug? I need some water." Prince Ron said. There was a sweet feeling in his heart and the way Zedekiel gazed at him with those piercing eyes made him blush deep. He needed to get it together.Yes. Some cool water would definitely make him stop blushing.Instead of passing the entire jug, Zedekiel took it upon himself to pour the human some water into a golden cup and hand it to him.The Prince was pleasantly surprised. He didn't think his beloved would actually pour him some water. Prince Ron didn't know if it was jus
"I feel like I haven't seen you in ages dear brother," Princess Rose said with a smile, ruffling her brother's hair. "And we live under the same roof."Prince Ron giggled, staring up at his sister. "Don't be silly sister. We had breakfast together this morning."Princess Rose scoffed, pulling him away from her body by his hair. "Do I have no right to miss you anymore?""Ouch ouch ouch!" Prince Ron exclaimed, escaping from her clutches. "That hurt and watch the hair! It is my greatest asset!""I thought your skin was your greatest asset," Princess Rose said.Prince Ron pursed his lips, grumbling. "Well, that too.""And your eyes. And lips and nails and teeth.""I get it, I get it! The whole me is my greatest asset!""You're such a baby" Princess Rose smiled, shaking her head. She then turned to see the dinner table piled with food. "Were you and the King having dinner?"Prince Ron quickly returned to the table and resumed eating. "Yes." He said with a mouthful of chicken. "I haven't fu
Netheridge Royal Kitchen..."Is that the last of them?" a long-haired Elf servant asked a human servant as they tied a red ribbon on a gift basket.The human servant nodded. "That's it. I think we're finally done here.""I can't believe the Prince of Ashenmore is going to share the gift baskets to every citizen of Netheridge tomorrow. Isn't this too much?" a lanky-looking Elf servant asked.One of the human servants laughed. "Too much? You guys are lucky. Your population isn't even half of ours. Anytime His Highness is in a good mood, he orders the Royal Kitchen to bake sweet pastries for the entire Kingdom!""Oh oh, can you remember His Highness's last birthday?" another human servant asked.A female human facepalmed. "How can I forget? He made us bake two giant cakes and made the entire Kingdom stay awake until midnight to celebrate his birthday.""But isn't the Prince supposed to just hold a birthday banquet and invite Royals from other Kingdoms?" The lanky Elf asked."Our Prince n
Prince Ron was at the kitchen exit when he realised Cordin wasn't following. He turned to find Cordin staring at him, mouth agape.Annoyed, Prince Ron scowled. "Make that two weeks. If you're not in the room before me, I'll make that three."Prince Ron really wasn't joking.Cordin held the pot and candles tight then ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Pack horse faeces for three whole weeks? Never!!!The human servants sighed. They were glad it wasn't them. They wondered what angered the Prince so much though. He had never given such a heavy punishment before.Prince Ron watched as Cordin ran ahead of him. The Elf had long legs and a slim build so seeing him run was quite funny. He seemed somewhat wiggly. Prince Ron felt a little bad for making the Elf run but it was quite the mood lifter for his chest felt less stuffed.He just couldn't get his mind off Zedekiel's expression. He looked so cold and somewhat...wounded. He just wished he could find him so they could work things out
The door to the King's Chambers swung open at the first light of dawn.Zedekiel was surprised to find the room dark. All the curtains were tightly drawn, blocking any form of light from sifting through. He didn't need to turn on the lights to see though. He could see perfectly due to his Elfin abilities and was surprised to find the human Prince fast asleep in his bed.Zedekiel scoffed. He hadn't gotten a wink of sleep due to excessive worry but the human was sleeping so soundly. Well, that was going to change. He was sending the human back to his room immediately. He didn't care what his mother said anymore. There was no connection to explore. Maybe the human Prince would be leaving Netheridge once he wakes up.He took a step towards the bed when he suddenly felt a weight on his right leg. He gazed down to find a thoroughly frightened servant tightly holding onto his leg.He was about to speak when the servant shook his head vigorously, putting a finger to his lips then spoke telepat
And with that, he left immediately, happy to be out of the human Prince's clutches.Well, for the time being. Prince Ron surely has plans for him. How dare he call him a sore loser?Zedekiel gazed at the beautiful human in his bed and it was such a wonderful sight that a part of him wished he would wake up to every morning. Never did he think he would think such a thing about anyone let alone a human but just watching Prince Ron sleep gave him a sense of peace and tranquillity.The human was lying on his right, cuddling a pillow. His red curls were sprayed over the white pillows, giving off this warm but vibrant colour. Zedekiel's fingers itched to touch, to feel the texture of the hair. Was it soft? Was it silky? Was it coarse?However it was, he had a feeling he would like it. As long as it belonged to the human before him.He walked to the bed and sat beside the human, gazing at his smooth creamy skin. His long crimson lashes, the cute nose and those small, plump, red lips. The lip
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