A misunderstanding that leads to hatred, between a king and his queen, who once loved each other immensely. In other to save her people from brutal killing and torture, Queen Zara agrees to be the wife of their enemy...the enemy who took away their home and made them slaves. She is forced to denounce her husband. To deny every proof of ever loving him. Carl is hurt by his wife's claims, and he felt betrayed. The love he once felt for her was turned into poison and hatred... He sorts for revenge, not only from his old enemy but his new enemy...Zara. Book 1: Married to the arrogant king Book 2: Hated by the ruthless king
View MoreIn a cold dark cell, Zara's arms were chained to a wall. She could barely stand as her leg were numb from standing and crouching for so long. And also from the immense pain, she felt all over her body. Pain caused by constant torture.
However, her pain was not only physical but also an inner one, as she was eight and a half months pregnant. She felt pain in her lower abdomen and her v-area. And to add to it, there were injuries all over her body.
After the war eight months ago, Zara and her people were held captive by King Luther, who defeated them in a war and took over their kingdom.
He brutally murdered and tortured her people, making them slaves in their own home...
Zara felt like she would die any time soon. The pain was getting unbearable. And she felt weak and cold. Even amidst her pain, Zara didn't cry. No, she couldn't cry. It was like her tears were all gone and dried up.
Her first five months in the dungeon, were the worst as she was constantly whipped and starved. And to top it off, she lost her husband, the love of her life.
Almost every day, Zara thought of giving up. However, the thought of her people and her baby, kept her going. No matter the pain she had to go through, the constant torture, she was willing to endure it all, for her people and her baby.
Zara had prayed that Carl would return, and save them from captivity, but after five months and he didn't show up, Zara started to slowly lose hope.
...
The sound of footsteps and the rattling of chains drew Zara's attention. She strains her ears, casting her gaze around the dark room. It's been three days since her last torture section, and she wondered if it was time for another section.
Fear crept into Zara's mind, and she started sweating profusely. Her wounds were still fresh, and sore, and She was not sure if she could take the torture this time.
Although she was grateful because unlike before, the torture had reduced.
Soon, she heard the door to her dungeon opening and she felt a presence in her cell. "Who's there?" Zara mumbled in a hoarse and weak voice.
"I see you're still alive," came a curt reply.
Zara didn't need anyone to tell her, who it was. She already knew the person. The same person whom she had welcomed into her home. The same person whom she cared for, treated like a friend and sister. The same one who betrayed and made her a prisoner
Anger and pain surge through Zara. She could still feel the betrayal like it happened just yesterday. She could feel it almost as fresh as the wounds on her body.
"Zara, it's been a long time. I'd have to admit that I have missed you," Myla said, with a hint of amusement in her voice. Like she was mocking Zara.
"Ohh! the room is so dark, I'll be right back Zara," she added, walking out of the cell.
Seconds later, she came back into the cell with a fire touch in her hand, striding toward Zara.
"Tsk Tsk Tsk! You look terrible queen Zara. No no I mean Zara, you are no longer a queen, but a prisoner."
Zara sneered. A scowl plastered on her dirty yet beautiful face. This was the first time since after the war that Myla had come to visit her, and she wondered why. Or maybe it was to mock her. To remind her of how stupid she was. Maybe if she wasn't so kind, she wouldn't have welcomed a stranger into their home. Then maybe all this wouldn't have happened.
For the first time in her life, Zara felt enormous hatred for someone...it's true what they say, being betrayed by someone you loved and trusted, is one of the most painful things in life.
Zara ignored Myla. She didn't see the need to answer someone like her. A traitor!
"Zara, you don't have to talk to me, I only came here to see how you're fairing in your condition!" Myla let out, touching Zara's protruding stomach.
Zara wriggled in her chains, feeling disgusted by having her enemy close by, touching her baby. Her precious baby, even if it was still inside her womb. But what can she do, she was weak and bound in chains...
Myla left minutes later, leaving Zara alone again in her dark-cold cell. "Where are you, Carl?" Zara mumbled, and for the first time after five months, she felt tears welling up in her eyes.
TWO DAYS LATER
King Luther walked into Zara's cell. His head held up high in pride. After all, he had defeated the great king Carl in battle and locked his queen in a dungeon. What no king has been able to do for years, he did it.
Zara opened her weak eyes to look at him. Finally, after five months, she gets to see the face of the horrible man, who took over her nation and tortured her non-stop, without caring about her condition. Without caring about the life growing inside her. The man who brutally murdered hundreds of her people in one day.
"Queen Zara! I must admit that you're a strong woman, but how long can you carry on? Just look at your condition, you're getting worse by day_But I can end it. I can end your suffering if you choose to fall on your knees, and lick my feet. Beg me to take you as my queen. After all, I have all the power," king Luther bragged.
Zara scoffed. "I'll never bend the knee or lick your feet, never! You think you're powerful because you brutally murder and torture people. You think you're a king because you sit on the throne and wear a crown. No! None of that makes you a king. You want to know what a true king is_one who is loved and respected by his people. The one that has the heart of people. But you king Luther, are not that person. The people don't love or respect you, they fear you."
Words could not describe how angry Zara's words made King Luther. His expression darkened, and his eyes flickered with so much anger. Even in her sorry state, she still remained stubborn and defiant. Or maybe it's because he's e been going soft on her, these past few days. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew Zara was right. And he hated the fact that she was right.
"Queen Zara, I'll make sure you lick my feet. Even if I have to tear you limb by limb. I'll do just that. I'll do whatever it takes to break you, queen Zara."
Fear engulfed Zara, and her heartthrob fast against her chest. For such a man like King Luther, she knew he would go to any extent to keep his word. And she was sacred. How long does she and her people have to keep suffering? What if she licks his feet? There is no guarantee that he would quit killing and torturing her people.
King Luther's lips curved into an evil smirk when he saw her expression. He knew she was scared even if she tries to act strong. And maybe he needed to start breaking her from now.
"Guards! It's time for another torture section for queen Zara."
Meanwhile, Zane wakes up to find himself in a strange room, and without his mother. 'Where am I?' He pondered, glancing around the room until his gaze landed on Carl, who stared at him with his face devoid of any emotion.Zane instantly recalled that he came to Carl's chamber last night to inquire about his discussion with his mother, but found his golden mask instead of him.Realizing that, Zane tilts his gaze back to the gold mask in his hands, then to Carl, whose face was covered with a cloth. 'If only I didn't sleep off, I would have seen the Neela King's face, however, it's impossible now,' Zane thought.Although he was keen on asking Carl his questions, it was daybreak and he didn't want his mother to worry, so he decided to forget about it and leave instead.Zane climbed out of the bed, scurrying toward the door without glancing at Carl or saying anything to him. However, Carl quickly blocked his path, while looking stunned. He was stunned to see the little boy leaving without
After what felt like ages, Carl decides to step back into his chamber, however, he was met with a surprise. He saw a little figure on his bed, sound asleep. To say he was stunned was an understatement. Carl didn't know how to react he was utterly confused. 'Who is the child and how did he get in, when I locked the door,' Carl mulled, taking slow strides toward the bed.As the little boy's back was turned to him, he couldn't see his face, until he went to the other side of the bed.Zane! Carl muttered, in disbelief. He had expected a random child, not Zara's son. What could Zara's son be doing in his chamber? That to sleeping on his bed by this time of the night. Where is his mother?Many questions, were starting to run through Carl's mind, as he stared at the little boy, and again the incident he fought so hard to forget for the time being came flooding back into his mind.He had gone to the balcony to get fresh and take in the view of Morana, maybe that would help him forget Zara. A
Zara felt restless as she shuffled back to the banquet hall. She tried to fathom why the Neela king was so interested in knowing whether she loved her late husband, however, she couldn't wrap her head around it, so she settled that King Luther had probably sent him. After all, he was in a friendly relationship with him. Zara couldn't take the risk of King Luther finding out that she was very much in love with her late husband. No, she just couldn't.However, for some reason, she was extremely guilty. She felt like she was betraying her husband by saying she didn't ever love him. It pained her heart.As she walked into the banquet hall, Zane immediately came to meet his mother. "Mother, why did the masked king ask to see you? what did you two talk about?" He asked, staring at his mother curiously.Zara crouched to his size. "Zane, it was nothing important," she tells him. However, Zane knew it was a lie. It had to be something important or the masked king wouldn't ask to see his moth
Zara persuaded her son into letting her go to the garden, before leaving. As she got near the garden, a nervous feeling surged through her. And she kept wondering what the Neela king wanted to discuss with her. It's not like they knew each other so what did he want to discuss?Meanwhile, Carl paced around the garden as he waited for Zara. By now he was starting to get impatient. 'Zara, where are you?' He prayed that her son or someone else did not stop her from coming to him, because he didn't know when he would get an opportunity like this one.As he was still deep in thoughts, Zara walked into the garden, taking a quick glance around, before sauntering toward him."King Ryker, what did you want to discuss?" She asked immediately she got to where he was.Carl was overjoyed and almost pulled her into his arms. However, with much effort, he restrained himself. Now, that she was standing in front of him, Carl felt myriads of emotions as he stared at her. Love, pain, anger, guilt."Zara
Zara gasped in disbelief and her eyes widen in shock. So her intuition of Zane poisoning the food was right, but how did he manage to do it? she wondered how her son was able to pull such a stunt. He was just a child yet, he was fearless and daring. Right now there was nothing she could do as they would be in trouble if King Luther or anyone were to find out, so she remained quiet and watched them. "Mother, you don't have to worry, they won't die but they will be humiliated," Zane whispered to ease his mother's tension. However, that did not stop Zara from worrying. She silently prayed that no one would find out about what Zane did, so they would be safe. Zane, on the other hand, was not the least bit worried about the repercussion of his actions, all he cared about was his justice. Justice for the unfair and brutal way his mother was treated. ... Soon, King Luther implored everyone to eat and enjoy themselves. He was oblivious to the fact that his food was spiked. After all, no
At the banquet, Carl sat beside King Luther on his left side with Myla beside him, while Zara sat by his right side with Zane. "King Ryker, it's an honor to have you in Morana_I have to say I was shocked by the news of you taking over Crystal-vile and Nedal(Neela) but now that it's done, I hope we can strengthen our relationship by building a bond. As we are the two strongest kings in mercury, I want us unite_to form an alliance between us," King Luther said proudly. He was sure that the masked king wouldn't be able to refuse his proposal. After all, which king would want to miss the chance of having a wife from a powerful kingdom, such as Morana?He turns to Carl(Ryker) with expectation and asked, "King Ryker, what do you think about my proposal?"Carl scowled as his face was hidden behind a mask, so no one could see his expression. Although he had expected King Luther to propose marriage to him, he didn't expect it to be so soon. Besides, he was not ready to remarry, even though i
"Yes, father, my marriage to king Ryker_ let me wed King Ryker. And once I become the queen of Neela, I'll make him fall for me, and I'll also make him a puppet_That way, you'll have control over Neela too, and become the strongest king in all of mercury." Luther thought about what his daughter said, and his lips twitched into an evil smile_ Myla was right, if he could take over Neela, he would be the strongest king in all of mercury. Because right now, the Neela king(Carl) was just as strong as him, if not more. And one thing King Luther hated was someone as strong or stronger than he was. He wanted to be the most powerful, the most feared, and the most ruthless king that ever lived. And the first step to achieving his goal was by forming an alliance. And in order to form an alliance, his daughter Myla would have to marry the Neela king. Thinking about it, an evil smirk formed on King Luther's lips and he said, "You're right Myla, I'll talk to King Ryker about it. But don't you th
"King of Neela, or should I say, King...?"I'm King Ryker of Neela," Carl declared, his gaze fixed on Zara all the while.'He's the so-called king of Neela,' King Luther pondered, and for some reason, he felt like the masked king was familiar, but he shrugged and walked toward Carl, while Myla followed suit."King Ryker of Neela, it's a pleasure to meet you," King Luther muttered, studying the man in front of him."The pleasure is mine, King Luther," Carl retorted, tilting his gaze to King Luther.A scowl appeared on his face, and his fist curled into a ball as the image of his people replayed in his head. Carl wanted nothing more than to slit king Luther's throat there and then, but he knew the consequences of doing so. However, it was not the right time."King Ryker, this is my daughter Myla," King Luther pointed to Myla, who walked seductively toward Carl with a huge smile on her face Although the man in front of her was wearing a mask, she knew that he was handsome, seeing as he
The Neela kingdom(Carl's kingdom)"Your Majesty, I don't think it's wise for you to go to Morana. What if King Luther discovers your identity? If he finds out that you're alive, he's going to wreak havoc," One of Carl's councilmen reasoned."Your Majesty, he's right. You have to reconsider."Carl sighed, shutting his eyes for a second. He knew his councilmen were right, but he couldn't wait any longer. He had already waited for four years to free his people from their captor. To liberate them and give them the better life they once had. And throughout the four years, he made himself stronger and raised a powerful army. He endured the pain of being without his love and his family...Although Zara has a child for the enemy and even denounced him, he was not ready to give up on her. He still loves her as much as he did before, if not more. And the main reason he was going to Morana was to get answers and find a way to free his people.Carl opened his eyes, his well-defined face voi
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