There was a gentle knock on Asty's door.
She slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head from the table. He hasn't noticed that she had fallen asleep from reading a book. Rubbing her eyes, the young woman frisked towards the door and opened it.
"Hiya! Good afternoon!" Yvonne called out to her a cheerful voice.
"Oh, hey Yvonne." she smiled at him. "Are your wounds okay, already?"
"Yeah they are." she grinned at her.
Asty looked at her with a frown on her face, knowing that her brother that caused all of that pain to her friend. Yvonne places a hand on her shoulder. "Hey don't worry about it. I'm all good, besides, it's just his payback for how I used to beat him a lot back then, so it's all good."
Asty gave her a smile and nodded.
"By the way, Chaol told me to call you. Your dress from the palace has arrived. Let's open it, quick!"
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"Ooh... What a wonderful dress you have there, Asthenosthene."Asty shifted her ice across the corner of the room only to see the countess looking at her with contempt on her face. She gave her a sly smile and continued walking forward."Black, how daring indeed. I don't remember the count buying you this expensive clothing."The young woman lowered her head and looked away. "This is a gift from the king, remember when I told you that he invited me to the ball?""Oh yes, the other day?"Asty slowly nodded."That's quite considerate of him. From the looks of these, I'd say they cost a good amount of fortune."The countess leaned over to the box and slowly traced her fingers across the soft, shimmering fabric. Her brows started to furrow knowing that her dress was much more extravagant and exquisite than hers. With the fake smile on her face, she looked at her. "Would you mind if I borrow these?" she asked her. "I think black would suit
"It is a beautiful evening, today, isn't it, Your Majesty?"The King's emerald orbs fixated at the shining horizons of night lights and simpers a rare smile. "Indeed."The humble maid beside him, who was placing flowery ornaments upon the pillars, turned pale, surprised at the royalty's response. Never in her life had she been greeted back by His Majesty. The humble maid smiled back at him and continued her work.King Vaughn Garland promenades throughout the palace, taking a look at how the final touches of the preparation were going on. With a calm and collected expression on his face, he frisked over to the maids who placed a few dishes on the vast, buffet table."Good evening, Your Majesty." the maids curtsied at him.Vaughn laid his eyes on the wide array of mouthwatering dishes, made by the palace's expert chefs."When you return to the staff room, tell the others that you will be joining the dinner tonight." he told them in a gentle vo
Asthenosthene was provided her own carriage when coming to the event. So as Chaol and the Countess Cressa who were both in separated transports.Due to how cramped their first carriage was, the King has sent each individual coming to the ball with a carriage.Asty could feel her chest thumping faster and faster."You okay?" Othello asked her with concern in his raspy voice.Asty nodded at him and smiled. "I'm okay.""Mhmm." Othello smiled back and looked outside. "I've never seen the Palace this bright before. It's changed so much since I've left this place.""How did it look like before?""Gloomy as hell. Much gloomier than that crappy castle Chaol owns." he jested.Asty chuckled. "Really? That's odd." she took a closer look at his brother, who too- seems to be nervous like her, if not, much more. "Are you, okay, brother?"
The count had almost snapped, thankfully he didn't.He briskly walked towards Othello, Asty, and Vaughn with a proud look on his face to conceal his dark, envious expressions. With his head raised, he spoke from behind them."Excuse me?" Chaol croaked. "You do see the chairs, do you not? Why don't we take a seat?"Asty lowered her head and looked at the King. Vaughn gave Chaol a look full of thoughts that he could clearly comprehend, the way the king raised an eyebrow at him made him understand that he was telling him: 'Yes we do see them, and what makes you think we are sitting with you?"Chaol gritted his teeth and returned the same look with thoughts that only the two could comprehend. "Do you want to sit, or do you want to kill everybody in this palace without a single soul spared?"The King immediately withdrew, knowing that he couldn't somehow argue if he decides to threaten."Very well, let's sit. Do you want to sit with us, Your Maje
The music fills the air with a harmonious melody, touching to the ears of men. With their deep breaths, they gazed at the people in front of them as they placed their trust in each other's bodies. The skillful men swayed, turned, and glided their women into the air, as their hearts continue to beat as one.Their bright regalias resembled like teacups from before, but there was one pair in particular that stood out from the rest.The Nobles were fazed as His Majesty, Vaughn Garland, danced with someone truly mesmerizing to watch. A girl with rosy cheeks, pale skin with bright persimmon-colored hair tucked carefully behind her with ribbons. She wore a beautiful, pitch-black regalia which stood out from everyone else in the room.She was such a radiant and ravishing young woman.Asthenosthene gazed at the King's eyes when he slipped his hands to her waist, she felt his palms gently following the curve of her shape and he held her as if she was
"Why do you have the same eyes as her?"Asty gazed at him for a few couple of seconds before realizing him. Her heart sank when the memories of her past surged inside her head. She held her forehead as it ached more and more, filling the missing blanks of her history.Then it dawned on her.How could she have forgotten?Those, silky, straight golden hair, and his enthralling forest-green orbs that reminded her of the thick woods. That familiar insignia on his robe. There was no point denying it."Y-You..." she parted her lips to speak before placing her hands on her chest in shock. "Y-You are... the child in the woods that day."The king stared at her his mouth slightly japed.For so long, the King had fought off the marriages that he was forced upon, only for the desire to meet that young girl in the woods that he had crossed paths with, when he was younger. He had been enduring abstinence for many years just for the sake of showing
Chaol was behind the wall when he heard the shocking revelation of Asty and the King. With his chest blazing in fury, he kicked the door that led to the patio and snickered like a rabid dog, ready to draw blood."We are going home. Now." Chaol bellowed at the King.Asty shook her head. "I want to talk to him, please let us stay a little bit longer!""Get behind me. Now." Chaol told her in a low, deadly voice. "And you, I don't want you to pull any dirty tricks on Asthenosthene again, do you hear?"The King gritted his teeth at him. "You don't even know anything about her, so why are you making such a fuss?""Are you implying that I would allow you to seduce my property? Well, guess what, it's a no.""Do you even know that it is her birthday today?" the King glowered at him. "You don't, don't you?"Chaol looked at Asty with a puzzled face before noticing the shining jewelry hanging on her cleavage. She carefully hid it behind her cloth
[SPG CONTENT: Please be guided accordingly.] His blazing touch and his hot breath were all she could feel. He planted kisses from her legs, making his way to the junction of her thighs. He reached out to her and roamed his body across her pale chest, gently teasing the circles of her bosoms. She felt the tingling sensation between her legs as the count kisses her neck. "C-Chaol..." "Yeah? Do you want me to stop?" He gazed at her from below and she averted her eyes to decline. Her refusal brought a sly smile to his lips as he continues his way through her. Chaol had always longed for this woman to finally become a part of him. The moment she laid his eyes upon her, he knew what the woman held, and as the days started to go by, his attraction towards her only grew more and more. Asty was afraid. She had been touched by Chaol teasingly, countless times, but tonight's was different. They were both unclothed and rubbing against each other's