"I cannot believe he turned his back on us." Keith paced around the room, his hands joined behind his back, and his eyes frowned. Carolyn was watching him quietly as she brushed her little brother's hair. He has been acting that way since they saw Alec in the palace with the king. Keith thought his best friend gave up on him and his family for silver coins and an honourable position by the Mad King's side. It was almost unbelievable to see him in his guard's uniform and working so closely next to the king.
"I still think my brother was forced to take that position," Carolyn said with a calm voice to avoid making Keith angrier. "Alec would never side with that mad man." she shook her head.
Keith sighed and finally took a seat. "I don't know what to believe anymore," he mumbled. "If Alec really doesn't support the king, then why is looking for me?" he rubbed his chin and sighed. Palace guards have bee
Almost two weeks have passed since their arrival at the abandoned castle. Kenneth was doing better. His nightmares lessened as well as his bad temper. Alec was now sure it was because of the poison. People around the kingdom misjudged their king, even him. He wasn't the heartless man everyone thought he was. He wasn't the Mad King. Kenneth participated more in conversations now. It was only a short time since they left the main castle, but it looked like he loved Lady Monica's company, as well as her son Ferdinand, and his very good friend Theodore.Alec loved to see him talk about archery with Ferdinand or watch Theodore cook their dinner. A smile appeared on his face from time to time, and he found himself melting for him. He didn't like to show it a lot, but he started to grow very fond of Kenneth. Even more lately. The king got the best out of himself during their stay at this castle and Alec could not be more surprised by the
Carl and Joshua frowned the second they saw Alec following the king. They walked to him and grabbed his arms, "Why did you let him leave the palace without warning?!" Carl scolded.Alec shrugged, "He's the king. Why should he ask for anyone's permission?" he was starting to get angry at how everyone seemed to want to control Yoongi. All eyes were on him, imprisoning every part of his body."That's exactly why!" Joshua whispered-shouted, "He's the king! Everyone has to know where he is.""He was with me, alright?" Alec raised an eyebrow, "I'm his personal guard, remember? He doesn't need anyone else to protect him but me.""Bullshit," Carl muttered, "The prime minister and the queen nearly killed us because of your selfishness. Look what they've done to us!" he lifted
Keith was walking in the village after intense sword training in the woods. It was strange for him to train without Alec as they used to do it every morning before starting the day. Long weeks passed after Alec's departure, but it was not a mystery anymore. Keith knew his best friend was working in the palace but had no idea why and the reason behind the secrecy. He was mad at his friend for not even bothering to send him a letter and tell him what happened. How could he leave his sister and little brother alone? It was not like him.There was a crowd in the place, and men gathered around a poster glued on the wall. Keith raised an eyebrow and approached. He knew it was from the palace as he saw the royal seal at the bottom of the page."Royal Guard Selection in a fortnight. Men around sixteen and thirty are to present themselves."
Villagers and servants gathered around the arena, dressed in their finest clothing and accompanied by their loved ones for an event that only occurred every three years. The young participants wore armours and showed their fiercest looks to make an impression on the king. They stood on the sandy ground, their heads burning under the scorching sun. Their friends and families joined the spectators and cheered for them from their seats. But the screams and shouts gave place to a thunderous silence when the Mad King made his entrance. The participants stood straight, with their hands joined behind their back, and their heads high.Kenneth walked inside the arena, looking stunning, and yet very intimidating. His golden hair descended majestically on the black velvet jacket and highlighting the patterns embroidered in gold. His crown stood large and elegant over his head, and a silver mask covered his face. It was a tradition fo
Later in the night, the palace was silent as the servants gathered in the kitchen to celebrate the new palace guards' arrival. The cooks prepared a feast — grilled lambs, roasted vegetables, cakes and lots of wine. It was not every day that they got to freely sing and dance.On the other side of the halls, Gwendolyn was walking to the king's chambers, followed by her maids. She wore a new dress and was ready to grant her wish this time and make Kenneth fall under her spell. Her blue fabric trailed behind her, leaving traces of their luxury everywhere on the palace ground. She stopped in front of the large wooden door and fixed her composure and asked her maids to make sure her hair and her attire were perfect to impress Kenneth. Then, she nodded her head at one of her maids, who soon knocked and waited.Alec was the one to open the door to the king's room. Gwendolyn faked a smile, and her eyes rested on the band around his shoulder.
Alec walked in the hallways, his steps heavy and loud. His fists were clenched and a ball formed in his throat. He was furious. He was enraged at the king for being naive despite all the things Gwendolyn and her father did to him. But at the same time, it was not just his naivety that was making him that way. Knowing that Kenneth felt the same pleasure he had a few weeks ago with him, with someone else, was driving him mad.Gwendolyn was the queen, Kenneth's wife, and it was only natural for them to make love. But hearing her moan with pleasure and the king groaning, tightened his chest. Earlier in the night, he forced himself to close his eyes and sleep even if it was only for a short moment as he could not tolerate hearing their voices anymore. Alec felt betrayed by the king — and by himself too. How could he feel something for a married man? Let alone a king!Alec h
Drink after drink, Alec was getting drowsy. He asked Carl and Joshua to walk the king back to his chambers, and he stayed at the feast for a while to look after Keith, who was having fun with his new friends. When he made sure his best friend was safe and still sober not to make any stupid decision, he walked out of the main hall and headed to the king's chambers. He was surprised to see the queen's servants in front of the door, and his heart tightened when he guessed what was going on."The queen is inside?" he asked tiredly, and the maids nodded. He raised an eyebrow as their looks were nervous. Something must be wrong. Before he could ask, he heard shattered glasses and the king asking the queen to get out. Alec widened his eyes, and the surprise sobered him up a little. He looked at the servants nervously and hurried to open the door.Gwendolyn pinned Kenneth on top of the be
Swollen red lips, dark hair covering his face, and chest exposed. Alec looked like an angel, as the king thought. He studied his features slowly with his eyes, from the moles on his forehead to his half-opened mouth he wished to kiss again. Alec was sitting on the floor, with his legs stretched and his arms hugging his sword. A smile appeared on Kenneth's face as he watched him and wondered why he did not meet him years earlier.Alec opened his eyes slowly to be welcomed by the vivid and intimidating scar around the king's right eye. He tilted his head and realised Kenneth was crouched down on the floor and looking at him. He arranged his long blond hair in the back, and a few locks escaped and lied comfortably on his shoulders."You are awake," Alec whispered.Kenneth nodded, and the young guard noticed he was not in his nightro
Weeks after Keith's coronation, it was finally time for the royal wedding. People, wealthy or poor, were getting ready for the ceremony. The king and his bride invited all the villagers to thank them for all the years they took care of them, supported them and offered them bread when in need.Madam Susanne is in the future queen's chambers, sobbing after seeing her daughter in her wedding gown. Carolyn looked splendid in white. The pink tint on her lips and the blush on her cheeks put into value her slightly tanned skin. The court ladies arranged her hair with gold barrettes. On her neck was a gold necklace — a wedding present from Kenneth.Madam Susanne wiped her tears as it was time to leave the chambers. She wished her husband would be still alive to witness such a glorious moment. Unfortunately, his sor
After dinner, Ferdinand invited his guests to a cup of tea. Kenneth gladly accepted it, and Alec was ready to join when Keith pulled his wrist before he entered the salon, "Can I talk to you for a moment?" he asked.Alec raised an eyebrow as his friend looked nervous, "Of course."Keith walked to the drawing-room and asked Alec to take a seat. "What is going on? You are scaring me." he nervously chuckled.Keith smiled and sat in front of him. He joined his hands and took a deep breath, "I knew you since we were children, and I had no idea I would be doing this someday."Alec looked at him with confusion, and then he laughed, "Are you going to confess your love to me now?" he joked, and Keith chuckled, "No, thank you. I am happy to hav
People, adults and children, gathered in the village to see the prime minister for the last time in their life. They watched the grey-haired man sitting inside the iron jail, his face pale and his legs shaking. He was caged like an animal — though he was far worse than an innocent tiger. The villagers shouted insults and threats and threw stones at him. The prisoner had no more leather or fancy fabrics on his body. Now, he was only but lower than a beggar with his stained shirt and trousers. He was shoeless, and his feet were bleeding.The royal guards were ordered to drive the prime minister and the men who helped him to a faraway island outside the kingdom. The king decided it would be merciful to publically execute him, so he and Keith thought it would be better to exile him. The prime minister was not only going to live on an island and rot to death. No, he needed to pay for what he had done to the women and girls. He destroyed their families, and now was time
Alec pecked Kenneth's nose before standing up and extended his arm for the king to hold his hand. He smiled at him and led him to the bed. He lied on the soft mattress, and Kenneth slowly crawled on top of him. Alec looked heavenly handsome, like an angel sent to serve his king. His black hair spread on the mattress, highlighting his half-naked body.Kenneth placed his hands on his waist and kissed his lower abdomen, sending goosebumps through Alec's body. He pulled his waistband and started sliding his trousers down to expose his intimate zone.Alec bit his lower lip and smirked, "I remember when you wanted to cut my head." he said, playing with Kenneth's soft blond locks that tickled his naked abdomen.Kenneth chuckled and pecked his thigh, making his legs weaken. "I am happy w
Kenneth rested his back against the wooden chair with a jar of wine in his hand. It was a long and exhausting day for him. A lot of things happened, and it was too much for him to take. He needed to decide how to punish the prime minister and Gwendolyn for their crimes. What they did was so disappointing that he thought death would be a mercy and not a punishment. Public execution is easy and fast. They would not have time to think about their choices nor regret them. In a matter of seconds, they would be dead, and nothing would change.Kenneth knew it would not satisfy him if they left without suffering for what they did to him. Hehad a conversation with Keith before he retreated to his chambers. His twin brother suggested ways to punish the prime minister and his daughter and help the women and the girls have a happier life.Kenneth was alone after everyone left the palace
Alec and Keith froze as they understood what the king meant bythat night. "I was only but a child," Kenneth whispered as he eyed every inch of the man's face. "You made a child hold a sword and kill his parents." Gasps and whispers sounded in the room after they heard the king's last words. Kenneth never spoke about the past before. He let people around the palace and the villages believe all sorts of stories about the late sovereigns' death. That haunting memory was too painful that it made him weak, too weak to defend the truth. "I remember you," Kenneth cupped the man's face with one hand and squeezed his jaw tight, "Your laughter still sounds in my ear every night before I sleep. You enjoyed that, didn't you?" he squeezed tighter until the man groaned with pain. "You loved seeing an innocent child ending his
The colour drained from the prime minister's face the moment he saw the king's guards dragging his men inside the throne room. His heart hammered in his chest at each of their steps. He recognised the man who led his soldiers for years, as well as his second and other young men. He tried to keep a straight face and faced the king, whose eyes did not leave him until his guards pushed the prisoners to kneel on the ground.Kenneth stared at him with a cold expression, and he knew he could not find any more excuses now. The truth was now uncovered and there was no way he could escape its consequences.
Carl led the soldiers in the forest, following the path Keith described. There were dozens of armed men walking discreetly to avoid getting caught by the black-dressed enemies. He tightened his grip around his sword handle and looked behind to make sure his men were following, especially a handsome man whose skin got tanner after spending many days under the sun. Carl never paid attention to anyone as he did to Todd. His life was all about training harder to get promoted to a higher position, but lately, being by Todd's side brought him a foreign satisfaction. "Halt!" he raised his arm, signalling his men to stop walking. He walked further from them to check the surroundings, and as Keith said, a dozen trees circled a large camp. Heshook his head in disbelief and walked back to warn his men and get ready to invade the tents.
The next day, Kenneth sat on his throne as he thought about what Keith said the night before. He rested his elbow on the silver arm and his chin on the palm of his hand. An army. It was as he feared. His enemies seriously wanted him out of the picture to have the kingdom for themselves.The doors opened, interrupting his thoughts. Gwendolyn entered the room, followed by her court ladies. She had her hand on her lower back as if to support the baby growing in her belly. Kenneth rolled his eyes at it. He admired her audacity to not forget a single detail to prove she was pregnant."Good morning, my king," since she got'pregnant',Gwendolyn stopped bowing to Kenneth. The child was an excuse to drop the formalities, but now Kenneth only saw disrespect. Gwendolyn was insulting him with her lies and her pretending. "My apologies for not showing up during breakf