Queen Lula left from the window and sat on her bed after watching her husband ride into danger. She was scared that she might lose her husband, but at the same time, she knew that it was important to get Pearl back. She won't say she hates Pearl for any reason in particular, but you can say that she hates everyone around her. She wanted Pearl to have her baby; she wanted the baby to be born because she had always wanted a baby in the castle. Yeah, she loathed the life King Archer lived and wished he could mistakenly get a baby, even if it were not from her. Luckily now, they are having a baby in the castle soon, but she knows that someone in the castle doesn't want the baby, she couldn't tell who the person was in particular, but she suspected Zinnia because of the kind of person she is. *** Zinnia sighted agent Fox walking up the stairs as she hurried to him. "You didn't go with the King? Why!? You would have gone so that you could get information of what will happen?"
After a long horrible coma of three years, Pearl was back on her feet to celebrate her 23rd birthday. She was so happy finally seeing her friends and family after three years. No one could ever believe that a simple fall into a slope could put Pearl into a three years coma. After all the years of lost hope, Pearl was back in good health. She has always been that brave red-haired girl with sharp blue eyes who never fears anybody. She's also known to be good with swords and fly kicks. She's, in general, a strong girl. "I am so happy to see you this strong and happy, Pearl. We literally lost hope of seeing you alive!" Seren said as she styled Pearl's hair beautifully. "I know, right? I am so happy seeing my lovely besties again; I can't imagine what it'd look like losing you two!" She said with a smile as the three friends hugged warmly. "It's your first birthday after three years. We will make sure we pimp you real good for the guest to see you, you know?… You will be havin
I was being taken away by some unknown men, and my parents weren't saying a word to stop them; I felt so hurt and worthless. Was this why they were acting suspiciously all the period of my birthday? Were they expecting this to happen? Who was the rich-looking young man dressed in a royal robe? He stood in front of my parents so strongly and powerfully. I hated myself for not being able to defend myself and my parents, and I hated the woman I had become after the coma. I was now a weak duckling. "What do I owe to deserve this kind of treatment from you and your master?" I asked the very mighty-looking black man, who wasn't smiling a bit as he turned to me coldly with no expression written on his face. "He is not just my master, he is the King of Guham, and you're betrothed to him, so you should learn to get used to him or watch yourself be his sex slave," the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did
"Here we are, my Queen, this is your room," She said as I scanned around the dreamy room; what the heck will I be doing with such a large room, the bed was just so large that it could contain four persons and the bedstand was just so exquisite. I turned around to meet my reflection in a very large clear mirror with lots of creams and stuff on the table. I was just so lost. If it was a dream, I didn't want to wake up till eternity! "I am sure my Queen loves her room," she said as I turned to meet her smiling, staring at the ground. I totally forgot that I needed to act civilized in order not to be seen as low-class. "Yes, indeed, I love it; it actually caught my fancy," I said, sitting by the mirror, trying to act normal as if I was used to fancy things. "I am glad you love it, my queen. I personally designed it for you," she said with a blush, obviously proud of herself. "I am sure you would love to know what I will do for you as your personal maid…" She said as I stood up,
"My Queen, the king, asked me to call you out for the Royal banquet in respect of your coming," Sage said in a bow as I sighed and came down from the bed. "Sage, it's high time you spoke to me to my face instead of talking to the ground… Lead the way," I said as she bowed and led me out. She is just so polite and devoted to her job, as if she loves her stay in the castle. I trailed carefully down the stairs to avoid falling from the heaviness of my outer cloth. I tried to trace my hands through the very smooth wall, but I withdrew. I didn't want to stain the wall and wouldn't be able to pay for it. "My Queen, This is the dining room where the banquet takes place. The King and the Queens are waiting for you inside," she said, pointing to the smudgy glass door as she bowed and left. I was quite nervous going in there as the new wife to meet the king and his wives; Queen Zinnia, as she called herself, had already warned me to stay clear from the King. She already hates me on
The feeling I was having wasn't normal. My belly grumbled so hard, my temperature was getting high, and my eyes spun. I wasn't in the right state of mind. "My Queen, I hope you will be fine; you don't look good at all," Sage said worriedly as she took off my gown and shoes as she covered me with a thick duvet. I was shivering so hard, yet still sweating from the duvet I was covered with. "My Queen, your temperature is running high; this duvet won't work. I will just call a doctor for you," she said about taking off the duvet. "No..no, leave it; I am cold, and don't bother calling a doctor. I will be fine after having a good rest." I wasn't sure how fast I would recover from the cold and all, but I didn't want to be examined by a doctor. "If you insist, my Queen, I will go make green tea for you. It might help you feel better and warm" she bowed and made out of the room. I was sweating but still cold. I was shivering in bed as the door opened, revealing the beautiful Qu
I woke up the next morning with a slight headache; I hadn't eaten anything yesterday, coupled with my terrible nausea. I scanned the room I was in, a very big elegant room with a beautiful chandelier that hung proudly up at the ceiling. I was still finding it hard to believe I wasn't in my house again and had lost my parents. I am going to stay in this castle basically all my life doing nothing other than to wake up from the queen-sized soft bed, get served and bathed, and submit to the King anytime he wants me… That was the kind of Life I found myself in. "I really need to adapt to this royal life." I ran my hands through my hair as I yawned hungrily and tiredly; I shoveled my legs into my animal skin flip-flops as I walked to the bathroom. "Why don't they also brush my teeth?" I said sarcastically to my reflection in the large mirror. I will surely forget my home training after just one month of staying here. I already hate my life in this castle. I can't just imagine
I slowly blinked my eyes open to see King Archer sitting on the blue couch angrily looking at me with his other wives by his side, staring at me with regrets; I wondered why they gave me such a look. My eyes drifted to the doctor standing by my left, wearing his beaked mask, leather gloves, and long coat. What was the need for calling a doctor for a mere situation? "What's going on?" I finally found my voice as my eyes landed on the King, who was burning with fury. I wanted to know the curse of his anger. "My Queen, you are one month pregnant," The Doctor said, making me nearly choke as I giggled; that was just so funny to me because it wasn't possible. "You're joking with me now, right? You better stop the joke and be serious because it isn't funny," I snarled as I sat up. "My Queen, this isn't a joke at all." "Pearl, will you be serious and explain how you got pregnant!" The King yelled, making me cringe in fear; what am I supposed to say? I am very sure that it i
Queen Lula left from the window and sat on her bed after watching her husband ride into danger. She was scared that she might lose her husband, but at the same time, she knew that it was important to get Pearl back. She won't say she hates Pearl for any reason in particular, but you can say that she hates everyone around her. She wanted Pearl to have her baby; she wanted the baby to be born because she had always wanted a baby in the castle. Yeah, she loathed the life King Archer lived and wished he could mistakenly get a baby, even if it were not from her. Luckily now, they are having a baby in the castle soon, but she knows that someone in the castle doesn't want the baby, she couldn't tell who the person was in particular, but she suspected Zinnia because of the kind of person she is. *** Zinnia sighted agent Fox walking up the stairs as she hurried to him. "You didn't go with the King? Why!? You would have gone so that you could get information of what will happen?"
King Archer stood from his bed as he tied his robe tightly around his waist. He had slept quite late because of Pearl's kidnap; he couldn't just point out who exactly could have kidnapped his wife. He knows that he has just one enemy that might be the culprit, but at the same time, he wasn't sure that his wife was taken away by Theodore; Theodore can't be a lowly weakling to use his wife as bait when he can simply call for a fight. He sighed as he ran his hands through his hair; he sat in front of his large mirror and stared at his bulgy face reflection; his eyes were swollen due to staying up late all night. Maybe he is really a bad husband; maybe he didn't deserve to be with Pearl… Wait, what was he thinking? He doesn't care if Pearl loves him or not. He is simply saving her because of his unborn baby. King Archer never wants to believe that he is falling in Love, to him… Love is one crazy thing that traps you with one person and makes you a sudden softy; King Archer didn'
"Wait! seriously, Zinnia, you really helped Prussiate wardens take Pearl away? How could you do that? What if you were caught in the act, or what if they find out it's you!?" Fox yelled as Zinnia rolled her eyes. "That would only happen if you tell them, if not that… No one can know" Zinnia sighed and turned to see if anyone was coming. She had stopped by to talk to agent Fox about the next plan after the King had sent them all out. "Look, Fox, I will have to go into my room now before we get caught together but make sure to tell me about the King's plans if he tells you about them," Zinnia said and slammed her door shut. Agent Fox was so pissed with Zinnia; that wasn't part of his plans at all, but Zinnia was so impatient to wait for him to strike; now he had to think of a new plan to get Zinnia's wish done faster and better. He helps Zinnia a lot with her plans in order to get the side fvcks he gets after losing Zinnia to the King, and he knows that he might also lose he
Sage walked into her mistress's room with a kettle of hot water but didn't find Queen Pearl; she sighed as she went inside the bathroom to mix the bathing water. "Why couldn't she just wait for me to come? I am sure she has gone to see her friends," Sage sighed as she headed to the guest room. She got to the guest room entrance and knocked. She opened the door to see the two friends sitting on the bed with smiley faces. She could tell that they had been gisting their hearts out, but her mistress wasn't there with them. "Uhm… I am sorry for disturbing your moment; I just came to ask if you have, by any chance, seen queen Pearl?" Sage asked as they both shook their heads. "She is supposed to be in her room, or isn't she there?" Seren asked as Sage nodded slowly. She was becoming scared already "maybe she is in the King's room," Seren added as Sage nodded, not sure she would be there because the king had a woman with him. She trailed to the king's chamber, and knocked; almos
"We have been waiting outside here for hours to get a chance to sneak in, but we haven't even seen any possibility of entering; this task is so difficult to be done in two days!" Zuko, the head guard, muttered as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I am famished, and I don't think we brought enough food to sustain us while this mission lasts," one of the guards said as he yawned tiredly. "We have to be serious with this task. We all know what King Theodore can do if we come back without the queen; we must keep our eyes focused to achieve this… No sleeping!" The head guard shouted at the already sleeping fat brunette guard, who immediately jerked up, making the rest of the guards laugh out loud. Queen Zinnia walked into the kitchen as all the maids turned to see her, and they all bowed in Surprise at seeing her in the kitchen. She doesn't have any business with the kitchen as a queen, so it was shocking to see her in the kitchen. "My queen, do you need anything? Did a mai
A knock came on the door, which was opened almost immediately, revealing Sage; I smiled on seeing her as she bowed. "My queen, the king said you should come over for dinner with your friends," she said as I nodded. "I love the sound of QUEEN," Seren whispered clumsily as I chuckled lightly. "Let's get going for lunch. I am famished," I said as I swung my legs off the mattress. "And I am nervous," Rosamund said as we headed out. "Same here; I am sure your Co-wives have an attitude," Seren said as I nodded slowly, looking forward to the hallway. "You both just have to act boujee and respect yourselves; talk only when you are talked to," I said, knowing the kind of bladder mouths I have as friends. We got into the dining room to see only the king sitting at the extreme middle chair where he always sits; Zinnia and the rest are yet to come out. My besties and I sat at the far end of the king; I didn't want to get too close to the king just yet to avoid weird moments. "
We got back to Guham after a long hectic two-day's journey. I quickly retreated out of the chariot, not wanting to stay any close to King Archer at all; I decided to go to my room instead, as I had not seen it for days now. I got into my room to see it empty. I lay on my really soft bed. I have missed it a whole lot and wish to come back to it. Staying in that room with King Archer will be disturbing, especially now that he is acting strange; he said he would let me go once I get better from whatever he thinks might be wrong with me, and I think I am strong enough to leave his room, he needs to release me. I stood from my bed and walked to my crystal clear mirror, looking at the reflection of my freckled skin in amazement; how did those maids do the magic of covering it up so that nothing was showing at all!? "My queen, you're back!" Sage Squealed as she ran to me and almost hugged me when she realized herself and bowed, still looking excited. I was really happy that she mis
I was dumbfounded by his reply; he sounded really serious; why would he want me when he knows I am married? "I'm afraid you can't have me because I am engaged, as you know already," I said, raising my brows at him; his lips curved into a mischievous smile. What was amusing about what I said? "Young lady, do you think I care? I want you because you're Archer's best wife, and I will do anything possible to take away whatever or whoever he loves," he uttered curtly and authoritatively. If king Archer likes me more than his other wives, then I don't know about that because he doesn't treat me nicely one bit; he maltreats me at any little opportunity he gets. Then how could he possibly like me more? What is King Theo saying? Even if it's true, how did he know? "See, Pearl, I know that Archer doesn't treat you nicely, and to be honest, you deserve a better partner than Archer; break the vows you made with Archer and marry me, and I promise to make you my only queen, you know th
I sat on the high chair as the maids did whatever they had to disguise me. I couldn't wait to see what they had done to my body. My thoughts drifted back to King Archer; I hadn't still set my eyes on him ever since we got here and got kind of scared that something bad might have happened to him. "Did you change the Queen's hair color and cover up her freckles? She is the only queen with these qualities," a maid from another room walked in and said as my heart skipped. Am I really losing my red hair? "Okay then, Sara, get me some black hair dye," The maid said as a young-looking maid gave her the hair dye. Wait, this can't be happening! I love my hair color, and black will make me look odd. "Excuse me, uhm… does applying this black dye change my hair color forever?" I asked curiously as she shook her head. "It's just for the night; once the ceremony is over, a maid will wash it off with some hair treatments," the maid replied as I heaved a sigh of relief. After some min