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
The King stared into my eyes with so many expressions written on his face I couldn't point out; I was scared and, at the same time, enthusiastic to know his final decision. "We are keeping the child," he finally said as all the Queen's gasped in Surprise while prince Ray beamed. I wondered why prince Ray wanted the baby and why he was supporting my interest. "No, my king, you can't accept the baby! She and her baby will be a distraction to your territory," Zinnia yelled. I could see the jealousy in her eyes and the anger in her voice. None of them had given the king a child, and here I am, barely staying, but I am already pregnant. I understand her fear. I am sure she is scared of losing the king's attention. The King glared at her with his flaming hazel eyes as he dimmed his gaze, obviously burning in anger again. "Zinnia, how dare you try to question my order, huh!?" The kind yelled as he walked towards her and held her neck so tight that I thought she would die. Pri