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Hail to the King

A hesitant smile appeared on my face. Sariel seemed proud, but underneath his confident mask, I could sense anger, although I wasn't sure why he would be angry. I gently stroked his cheek, trying to brush off the shades of darkness from his face.

"Should I call you "Your Majesty" from now on?" I laughed faintly.

"Perhaps on some very formal occasions. You may bow down to me too," he chuckled cockily.

I nudged his shoulder, pouting. He laughed, then he embraced me tightly, kissing my forehead, my eyes, and my cheeks until he hungrily reached for my lips.

"I shall make you my Queen," he whispered while kissing me down my neck.

His words felt like a sword piercing my heart. I kept chasing the thought of what would happen to me after Sariel became the King, and now it was time to face reality.

"Queen…" I repeated, smiling bitterly, "I doubt that the nobles would let a human sit by your side."

"I will make them accept you," he said

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