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
Surprisingly, he saw his beloved at the dining table, eating.Overjoyed, he jumped out of bed and rushed to his beloved's side. He wanted to hug him but quickly controlled himself. It wouldn't be appropriate to touch him especially after what had happened last night."Your Majesty, you're back." He said, grinning from ear to ear. He looked like an adorable little kid that was just given a birthday gift.Zedekiel gazed at the human's swollen lips and flushed skin then coughed slightly, schooling his expression. "Yes. You were asleep when I returned."Prince Ron took a seat next to his beloved, pouting. "You left me all alone." He complained. "How could you do that? Do you know how long I waited for you?"The human's lips were swollen and bright red. Very kissable and distracting. To top if off, he was pouting, which made him look extremely adorable. Zedekiel's licked his lips, wondering how he was supposed to remain calm and cool, pretending that he had no interest in the human's lips.
Frustrated, Prince Kayziel grabbed one of them. "You're just a bunch of cowards! The boy is not even a 100 years old! If you do not fight-" he directly slit the throat of the soldier he grabbed. "You die!"Upon witnessing the scene, the soldiers pivoted their attention to Zedekiel, brandishing their swords. Knowing Prince Kayziel's prowess as a fighter far exceeded Zedekiel's, they speculated that confronting the boy might afford them a chance of survival, albeit slim. However, facing Prince Kayziel spelled certain death for all. Besides, Zedekiel was injured and had lost a significant amount of blood. Putting him down should not be difficult. And so, they collectively surged toward him.Young Zedekiel strived. He fought with all his might, killing some soldiers while fatally injuring some. He fought like a mad man, swinging his sword with reckless abandon yet maintaining an unparalleled level of precision at the same time for he drew blood with each swing. The vale was quickly litter
He sighed, placing on a hand on Zedekiel's cheek, stroking the cold skin gently. "You know, I wanted to spare your life but when I saw the way you took hold of everything in the castle, I just couldn’t. You're still so young, yet you were already ruling the Kingdom like a proper King. When your Father died, I thought the entire Kingdom would be in a state of disarray and I would return and take charge like a grand hero but I was surprised to find that everything was under control. Even when I commanded the Officials to do something, they would say that they had to run it through you first so I knew that I had to get rid of you.""If you desired the throne, you could have just said so." Young Zedekiel gritted. "I haven't even been crowned King yet. I could have willingly abdicated in your favour.""Yes, you could have." Prince Kayziel nodded. "But would you have let me marry your Mother?"Young Zedekiel fell silent but the answer was evident in the intense glare that emanated from his
He had tried to go beyond the garden but he found that he couldn't. He was bound to his younger self and could only go where his younger self went or the places he had been to before. Which meant that if Ron didn't go back to the garden, he wouldn't be able to see him again. He just hoped that Ron would not give up on his stupid self and come back or is stupid self would stop being so stupid and go find Ron.Prince Kayziel had gone to his younger self in the middle of the night and convinced him to join them in their journey to Ashenmore so they could start their revenge. At first, Young Zedekiel didn’t want to go for he had already agreed to wait as his mother had instructed but Prince Kayziel managed to convince him by reminding him of the things the humans had done to his father and brother. He then told him that if they waited too long, the humans might fully prepare themselves for what was to come and they would lose the element of surprise.Hearing this, Young Zedekiel put on hi
“This should be the last time we meet.” Young Zedekiel said. “Normally I would kill you for being a witch and lying to me but since we have been together, I will spare your life. Never make the mistake of coming before me in the future because I will kill you.”With that, Young Zedekiel turned and continued on his way, leaving Ron kneeling there, completely and utterly heartbroken.**********Zedekiel wanted to stay and see what Ron would do but something told him to follow his younger self and so he did. He followed even as his younger self sprinted away from the garden, his movements a blur of speed, almost as if he were a shadow racing across the earth. The wind whipped around him, tousling his silver hair. His dark robes billowing behind him like the wings of a dark angel.He dashed past the castle, his supernatural speed carrying him effortlessly, propelling him forward with a sense of urgency that mirrored the turmoil within his heart.Finally, he arrived at the labyrinth, a pla
"I'm not deceiving you," he insisted, locking eyes with Zedekiel, “I swear it. My true identity is Raldore Nightshade, a witch—the youngest child of Malik and Yara Nightshade, leaders of the esteemed Nightshade Coven."Young Zedekiel's shock was palpable, his features frozen in disbelief as Ron's words washed over him like a tidal wave. He shook his head, taking a few steps backwards. “No. No you’re lying. You cannot be a witch. You smell different. You smell human.”“That’s because my magic is extremely weak.” Ron explained. “I am the weakest Nightshade to ever exist. Look, this is the only thing that I can do.”He crouched down on the grass, closed his eyes and muttered some words. Slowly a small plant germinated from the ground and gradually grew a single red juicy looking apple on its branch. But Ron already knew that the apples he grew were not tasty at all. He plucked the fruit, stood up and held it out to Zedekiel. “See, I’m a witch.”To say Young Zedekiel was shocked was an un
He ran and hugged Young Zedekiel tight from behind. “I’m sorry okay? Please talk to me. Tell me what I did wrong and I promise never to it again. I love you Zedekiel. I can’t live without you.”“Lies!” Young Zedekiel snarled, yanking Ron’s arms away from his body. He turned around, his eyes blazing with fury. “Lies lies lies! All you humans know are lies, deceit and betrayal. You do not love. You can never love. All of you are too selfish for that!”Ron stared at Zedekiel, unable to understand what he was talking about. “What are you saying?” he asked. “What do you mean?”“You know exactly what I mean.” Young Zedekiel replied. “Stop acting like you’re innocent. You humans are all the same.”“No we’re not.” Ron argued. “I don’t know what you’re talking about but we’re not. I have done none of what you mentioned. I love you wholeheartedly, Zedekiel. I have been waiting here for weeks, at this same spot where we both first met. I have been waiting for you like you asked me to but not onc
“Good. You will rest for two full weeks and heal properly. Only then will I allow you to take my children into war with the humans. I get that you’re all angry. I too am brimming with rage and there’s nothing I wish more than to see those humans dead but we all have to wait. We have to be patient and strike when they least expect it. We have to be at our best so we can avenge the lives they took from us. Understand?”Prince Kayziel nodded instantly.She turned to Young Zedekiel and although he didn’t want to agree, he could not go against her. Especially after his uncle had agreed. “Yes, Mother.”Zedekiel, who was watching, closed his eyes and sighed for he knew what came next and he wished he had listened to his Mother. His stubbornness and impatience had cost them the lives of more Elves and had nearly cost that of his Mother and siblings as well.********After listening to Prince Kayziel's side of the story, Young Zedekiel was walking back to his room when a guard frantically appr
Without hesitation, Alaric closed the distance between them, enfolding Ron in a gentle yet firm embrace. His arms wrapped around his younger brother, offering a comforting anchor amidst the storm of emotions. He pressed Ron close, as if trying to shield him from the pain and disappointment that threatened to overwhelm him.Zedekiel floated into the shadows, his heart hurting as he silently watched Ron cry. He couldn’t believe that in the past, he hurt Ron so much and made him cry. He felt like total jerk. A complete asshole. He was the one who had approached Ron first and declared him his wife but here he was, abandoning the person he claimed to love. This must be why Alaric had been so mad at him back in the coven.The Elf King had no idea that he had seen nothing yet.That night, Alaric succeeded in convincing Ron to go home, rest, and eat some good food then come back the next day and wait again. Zedekiel on the other hand, floated back to the castle. On getting there, he noticed t
“My brother is yours?” Alaric chuckled coldly. “What an introduction.”“Brother, he’s the one we saved some months ago.” Ron informed Alaric.“That drowning smelly Elf?” Alaric asked.Ron nodded. “He’s the one. I’ve told him many times that I cannot return his feelings for me but he just won’t leave me alone. He said he’d rather see me dead than with someone else.”Hearing that, Alaric's anger ignited like a roaring inferno. “You want to see my brother dead? My brother?" Alaric's queried, his voice rumbling like thunder, laced with a dangerous edge that sent chills down the spine of anyone who heard. Even the neighbouring leaves, bushes, flowers, and animals were not spared. They trembled at the sound of his voice and the intensity of his magic.His chest tightened, and muscles tensed as if coiling to strike. The mere thought of someone wishing harm upon his beloved sibling was enough to send his emotions spiraling out of control. He shielded Ron behind him and held out his hand as he