The queen shook her head. "Don't worry about it. It happens a lot." She reassured reassuringly.Roman chuckled lightly. "I guess it does." He agreed. He ran his fingers through his hair sheepishly. "Anyway, how long were you reading?" He asked curiously.The queen smiled happily. "About fifteen minutes." She answered excitedly.The crown prince raised his eyebrows in shock. "Fifteen minutes? That's quite a long time." He observed.The queen nodded. "Yeah, I got so engrossed in the book that I forgot about my own surroundings for the longest time." She admitted."That's not surprising." The prince chuckled. "I remember when I first started learning to read, it was much shorter than fifteen minutes." He recalled nostalgically."Really?" She questioned curiously. "How?"Roman shrugged. "I don't really know. Maybe because reading wasn't really my thing before I learned."The queen cocked her head to the side slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Were you always good at reading?" She asked curi
The queen hesitated again for a moment longer before speaking, trying desperately not to let him see just how nervous she actually felt. "Remember when we were young, when you used to come to visit all the time and we would talk for hours?" She asked quietly, glancing at him hesitantly to gauge his reaction.He remained silent. His expression didn't show anything but determination and curiosity. The queen sighed inwardly in relief, grateful that he didn't seem to notice how scared she was getting."Well, you mentioned something one day that you wished someone could be there with you when you needed them." She continued explaining softly.The prince frowned slightly. "Did I?" He inquired cautiously.The queen nodded reassuringly. "Yes. And ever since that conversation, I've wanted to meet him." She disclosed."Meet who?" The prince asked puzzled.The queen stared at him for a few moments, taking her time before replying. "My husband." She revealed quietly.Roman's heart dropped at onc
The queen smiled brightly up at him. "Alright." She agreed eagerly.The king grinned widely, lifting the queen effortlessly into his arms and carrying her towards the stairs.The sun shone brightly through the windows, illuminating the large room as if it were daytime, giving an air of luxury and serenity to the spacious room. It seemed that the palace servants had managed to keep the guests entertained during the early hours, allowing them to enjoy a good night's sleep instead of having to suffer through the usual court protocol of eating and drinking, changing clothes, making bed, and generally getting ready for the next day. All three royal families enjoyed the peace and quiet of their first night together as a family for at least a little while.A couple of days earlier, when news had reached King Fernandez ears that the queen was pregnant, the king had rushed to her suite, where she was sitting in front of the fire, staring morosely into its comforting warmth, lost in thought."
Roman raised his eyebrows skeptically. "Really?" He questioned disbelievingly. "Does that mean we are married?" He asked hesitantly.The king nodded enthusiastically. "Oh yes. We're married." He confirmed excitedly. "And that's exactly what I meant when I said it's too quick." He said smiling proudly.Roman let out a loud chuckle. "I guess you're right. I mean, why would I even doubt your feelings for me? I know it's not possible and we don't have any heirs. But still..." He trailed off.The king nodded again. "Yes, that's right, we won't have any heirs, because you won't be marrying your future husband." He corrected.Roman nodded sadly. "I guess you're right." He whispered reluctantly. "I hope they grow up happy." He remarked sadly.The king patted his back comfortingly. "Don't worry. I'm sure that when the time comes, you will marry one of the princes." He reassured.Roman chuckled humorlessly. "One of the princes?" He questioned in amusement. "Isn't that a bit ambitious for th
"Good morning." An unfamiliar voice echoed through the dark room.Roman awoke slowly with a start, blinking drowsily several times before attempting to focus his vision. Once he managed to see clearly, he noticed the familiar face of the king hovering over him with a gentle expression. The king smiled reassuringly at him. "Hey there." He greeted warmly.Roman gave him a small smile. "Is something wrong?" He asked concernedly.The king shook his head. "No." He reassured him. "Everything is fine." He explained. "You just slept unusually late today. You must have missed a good amount of sleep last night." He noted.Roman shrugged awkwardly. "Um...yeah. I guess you could say that." He admitted sheepishly.The king nodded understandingly. "Do you want to go exploring now?" He inquired.Roman glanced around the room, frowning slightly. "Aren't you supposed to leave me here alone?" He demanded in confusion.The king sighed. "Not this time." He assured him. "I'll stay in the next room.
After some time, they reached a quiet corridor outside the library. "This is the place where I spend most of my time during the day." She told him as she entered the room.Roman nodded appreciatively. "This looks pretty nice." He commented.She smiled widely. "Thanks!" She replied cheerfully.Roman grinned at her. "So...why did you decide to stay here instead of returning to the kingdom? What do you intend on doing here?" He inquired curiously.She hesitated briefly before answering softly. "I'm going to study magic." She admitted.He raised an eyebrow slightly. "Really?" He asked curiously."Yes." She confirmed nodding solemnly. "I want to become a great witch someday." She declared determinedly. "And one day I hope to defeat the evil queen who tried to destroy us all." She continued proudly.Roman smiled at her softly. "You'll certainly become the most powerful witch ever. If only you could use your magic." He murmured admiringly.Yekaterina blushed faintly, smiling happily. "Mayb
Roman's heart rate picked up, a concerned expression appearing on his face as his eyes widened in surprise. Why would the king want to see him, especially since it was obviously important enough to make his daughter sound distressed?"Please hurry! It doesn't take long at all!" She exclaimed desperately."I'm coming! Just a minute!" He called back, feeling slightly bewildered.He wondered what on earth the king wanted with him right now. Surely, if it was important enough that it warranted being interrupted, it wouldn't wait until later. But, then again...what was the matter? Had something happened to Anna? Was she injured? Or worse, what was wrong with him?Just then, his thoughts were shattered when he heard footsteps approaching, followed closely by the sound of the doors sliding open. She appeared in the doorway holding one of the swords he used at home."I hope it's alright if I borrow this for a while." She stated anxiously.Roman swallowed uncomfortably. "Sure." He responded a
She blushed and looked down nervously, averting her gaze slightly. "Hey, stop flirting already." She retorted stubbornly.He scoffed jokingly. "Flirting? What are you talking about? I'm not even flirting. I am merely complimenting you. You must be mistaken if you believe otherwise." He insisted.Anna turned away indignantly as she crossed her arms in annoyance. "Whatever." She muttered under her breath.He chuckled quietly at her behavior before reaching out and gently caressing her cheek with his thumb.Anna snapped her head towards him, glaring at him angrily as red tinged her cheeks. "What is wrong with you?! Stop touching me!" She demanded irritatedly."I was just admiring the view, Your Highness." He replied nonchalantly with a grin, continuing to stroke her cheek with his thumb."I don't understand why you're doing this." She grumbled irritably.He smiled sweetly, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Her face grew crimson in embarrassment, averting her gaze once more."Because
King Roman finally get all of he ever wanted the throne, peace and his family back without any disturbing, he feels so happy to raise his children together with his beloved wife Celine.Celine was finally able to get out from the cursed and finally together with King Roman."Celine, let me take you into the magical garden there."Celine nodded and King Roman kept holding her hand.He kissed her hands and she smiled happily at him.The two got out of the castle and started walking in the garden.It wasn't just the normal garden but a magic garden that could make plants grow from anything.They went through the garden and when they get to a small pond near the garden Celine jumped into the water.She swims around happily and laughs as she looks up from the water.When she comes back out she saw that the king hasn't follow her so she looked over where she last seen him.He was standing right at the edge of the pond looking at something that made him smile like never before.Her husband a
Unfortunately, this didn’t stop his heart from breaking a little whenever they cried or when they woke up screaming in the middle of the night, scared of monsters or demons, unable to control themselves. Sometimes, Roman wondered if he should try to help them somehow, but then he remembered what happened the previous day. If he had interfered, then the kidnappers would have gotten away with everything, and Celine and his daughters would have died. Instead, he decided to ignore them, pretending as if nothing had happened and letting the incident be completely forgotten. This way, Celine could have a normal life again, and he could finally sleep without worrying about her.As Roman went through that process of ignoring and forgetting about the incident, he gradually began to grow tired. Despite that fact, he stayed up until late into the night before finally falling asleep.When he woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brightly and he could hear birds singing outside in the
Slowly and cautiously, he moved his gaze toward the direction that he thought he had seen the source of the noise coming from. And suddenly, he realized that the source of the sound had been Celine’s hand. She was clutching her left hand tightly in both of hers and she had begun rocking herself back and forth in a small circle. The movements weren’t violent, though, but rather rhythmic, and were definitely something that Roman recognized as something she frequently did when she was upset.It wasn’t that Roman was surprised that Celine was having trouble sleeping or that he was worried that she might be feeling uncomfortable. After all, she had been through quite a bit today, and it was understandable that she might feel that way. But what shocked him was that she was apparently doing it in the middle of the night instead of at the usual hour when he would normally be waking her up to ask her if she needed anything. It was odd behaviour for her, especially after what had happened
So, he would wait. He would patiently try to support his wife, and he would try to be there for her, and he would do his best to make sure that she was always happy. But above all else, he would have to keep reminding himself to stay calm. No matter how angry he was, no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn’t be able to break down if he were to lose his composure. And if he broke down, there was no doubt that he would never forgive himself. Not for something like that. He might not understand what it was like to live with her constantly and watch her suffer, but he didn’t want to find out what the outcome might be if he actually broke down. So, for the sake of his family, he would remain strong and hold himself together. That way, if things did end up getting rough, he had a chance to save what little remained of his family and his sanity.And that was all that really mattered. Everything else, everything else was just distractions.His thoughts were broken away from their current tr
It had become quite clear over the course of the last two weeks that he wasn’t going to be able to keep pushing Celine as far as he normally would have. It pained him to see her hurting like this. He understood, logically speaking, that she was still in a fragile place mentally, but it seemed that the more time that passed by and the more painful memories that surfaced, the less he wanted to push her. So, in order to help her move forward, he would have to allow her to talk to him, but only after she had been cleared for release. He was going to be patient with her, however long it took. In fact, he would be patient for years if it meant that he would eventually be granted the opportunity to help her heal and grow stronger.Roman sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair before turning his attention back to the book resting on his lap. It was nearing the end of the third chapter and he had already finished reading through it three times. This was the fourth time he had re
Celine continued crying quietly, occasionally letting out a small whimper or sniffle, until she finally lost the ability to hold back anymore. She sat against the cold white tiles, hugging herself tightly and allowing her body to relax as much as it possibly could. A part of her wished that she didn’t need to be rescued, that she could just fall asleep and never wake up again. Or that someone would come in and save her from everything else. Maybe Roman would come back after work and sweep her up into his arms and carry her to bed. Perhaps she could convince him to stay. To spend forever with her. To be happy together.But no matter how desperately she hoped that was going to happen, it wasn’t going to happen. Because he wouldn’t be back for another week and even if he was, that wouldn’t give her enough time to convince him that her problems were truly worth helping her deal with. It just wasn’t realistic.She wasn’t going to lie. It hurt. There was a part of her that still loved h
Roman sat down at the other end of the counter, turning his head so that his eyes were looking up at her. He had a soft smile on his face and she was unable to avoid smiling back. She loved when he smiled like that. It made her feel warm inside. It brought back memories of simpler times that she wished she could forget. When they were both young and in love. When things between them weren’t complicated or hard to work through. Before everything had gone so wrong and they were separated by miles upon miles of ocean. Before they had even met. “So…what happened?” he asked hesitantly.“What do you mean?”“Well last night was kind of weird…and today isn’t exactly the best situation either, so what happened last night that has you so upset?”“Don’t worry about it,” she mumbled.“It doesn’t look like you want to talk about it,” he pointed out. “And honestly, I think it would probably make you feel better if I knew what was going on. We don’t know each other that well yet…we hardly know
The next morning, when Celine awoke, Roman was lying on the couch, facing her, sound asleep. His arm was slung over the top of her torso and he was snoring gently into her shoulder. He looked peaceful as his eyebrows were relaxed and his mouth hung slightly open. For a split second, he looked younger and less exhausted than he usually did. His hair was disheveled, sticking out at odd angles and there was an obvious flush on his face due to the heat radiating from the heater. Her heart fluttered in her chest at the sight. He looked so adorable and it gave her butterflies to see him looking so tired and worn out. She reached up with her hands to push some of his messy curls away from his forehead before running her fingers lightly over his temples, pushing them downwards gently as she did so. His eyes fluttered for a moment and she thought he was about to wake up, but instead, he nuzzled into her hand, sighing contently as he continued to drift further and further towards slumber.A
Roman nodded quickly, standing up and walking swiftly towards the kitchen. He rummaged around inside the medicine cabinet for a bit, searching through the various bottles until he managed to find a bottle which he immediately popped open and handed to her. She took it gingerly and swallowed down two capsules. She glanced up at him and smiled gratefully. “Thanks.”“You’re welcome. How are you feeling anyway? Are you really alright?”She nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine. A little dizzy, maybe. But I’ll manage. It’s just exhaustion.”He frowned slightly. “But you just said that it’s been three weeks. What happened? Have you not slept for three weeks now?”“I told you, Roman. My body is just adjusting to everything that happened. That’s all. Don’t worry about it. Please, stop asking questions. You’re making me uncomfortable.”Roman sighed and sat back down on the couch, taking her hand into his again. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked so many questions.”“No, no, you’re fine. Just please stop