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The Allikan warriors were confused at the screaming that suffocated the air in the kingdom they surrounded. They even became more confused at the abrupt quiet that followed it. The quiet lasted for hours. Not a sight could be seen on the roads of the city. Their general was in meditation and could not be disturbed. "What is going on?" a warrior placed outside the castle walls asked. The guards who were supposed to have assisted them haven't resumed with them for a long time. "Let's go and check it out." "I'll stay here. You go." The other said. Nodding, he picked up his staff and left. He entered the castle grounds and roamed the castle halls. The sun had begun to set, preparing for the night. The day was strange. He didn't like the lisp of fear that caressed his skin as he strolled down the halls. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. He arrived at the servants' quarters, and there was not a soul in sight. It was unusually empty and silent for a place that was us
The Blood Kingdom. The king's castle… Elena made her way to Calhoun's study. She gently knocked on his door when she arrived, waiting for his command to come in. Once that happened, she gently opened the door, entering inside. She was greeted by the sight of Calhoun pacing. He was dressed formally in what seemed to be a traditional suit, and the get-up made him more handsome. He turned to look at her, then paused once he focused on her form. Blushing, she removed her eyes from his. "We have to get going. Your parents are probably waiting for us." He remained silent, then began strolling towards her. "You are beautiful." He said once he stood next to her. He placed his hands on her chin, dragging them up to see his face. She looked at him a bit embarrassed, but his total concentration was on how the beautiful girl was about to be his. Mine was what he thought. He slowly brought his head down to hers, then gently brushed his lips against hers. He re
The next day arrived. Elena had been up through the day preparing for the dinner she would serve to Calhoun's family. Forest had been by her side, worried and panicking just as she silently had been, while Elion watched them and lent a helping hand with an amused expression. Calhoun had come over to see what she was doing about twice that day, but she refused to allow him into the kitchen. Seeing him wouldn't help her nerves. News had already spread amongst the servants that Elena was the King's Bride. All the people's attitudes towards her changed since that day. Her who was not seen, barely visible, was suddenly treated with respect. When she told the High Keeper that she wished to work in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the king's family, she had beamed, setting up everything she would need immediately before Elena could say anything. The spices in the blood kingdom were different from those she was used to in Neba and Pres. As the blood kingdom was icy, most pe
Elena felt her heart banging hard against her chest through the walk up to the sacred room. She was with Calhoun. He held her hand gently but firmly in his and caressed it to calm her nerves. "It's okay. We would be done in no time." "I know," she said, breathing nervously. "This is just a very huge step for me." "You'll be alright." He replied, holding her hands firmly. "Where is this room?" Elena asked, trying to cover her nervousness with curiosity. "We have been going up for a long time." They had passed Calhoun's and his parents' floors and had even passed floors she hadn't been aware of. Calhoun looked at her drily. "We have barely been on the stairs for ten minutes. Are you sure it's not your nervousness that is talking?" "I'm just curious." She answered. "I have never heard of this room since I started working here." "That's because it's a sacred room. Even if you know of it, you are not to talk about it." He said. "And thinking of your workin
“Honey, what do you think about this?” Navina came over to his seat, gently caressing his shoulders. The king of Pres looked over at his wife and smiled. “I think you look lovely.” He said. Navina chuckled lightly. Her voice was like chiming glass. “No honey. I’m talking about the plan I just told you. You have defeated your enemies, yet you still argue with some people who are against your rule. I can take care of that for you.” “Whatever you say, honey.” The king replied. Navina smiled. The king loved her now. She knew it with every fibre of her being. Even if she had to take control of his mind, he loved her now. She praised herself for a job well-done as she slowly left the room she shared with her husband. She had made the right choice. The so-called woman he married was the one clouding his brain. She is the best for him. She knew it the first time she saw him. He was not like the other men in her town. She was never bent on getting marrie
Elena and her husband, Calhoun, entered the room created for them. It was still Calhoun's space, but it had been made to accommodate them. They had moved her things while she was getting married into Calhoun's room. She didn't have much to bring anyway, but she knew that would change once everything was over and had returned to normal. Calhoun's room was arranged the same way it had been the last time she was in it. Apart from her possessions which didn't occupy any considerable portion of the room, it was still manly and darkish in color. If she meant to occupy the space, many things would have to change. She didn't know what she was expecting when she walked inside. Though she had been hiding a lot in the Kingdom of Pres and never had an opportunity to attend a wedding, she read many books about marriages. They all explained that the room meant for the bride and the groom was arranged during the wedding night for easy copulation. She blushed just thinking about it. She gue
Three months later. The blood Kingdom... The soldiers lined up in the field, bustling with energy. The time for war had come. They had been training vigorously for months, waiting for this period. The Allikans had started a full-blown attack on the other kingdoms, but they knew that their biggest guns hadn't been brought out yet. Commotions have been happening in the pathway close to the blood kingdom. Some of the warriors have been delegated to fight them off, and most times, they had returned successfully. Word had reached that the Kingdom of Pres and the Kingdom of Tush had fallen under the Allikans attack. The Kingdom of Neba still stood firm against their enemies, warding them off. Every Kingdom was currently drenched in the scent of war. Men, women, and children retired early. There were no more fun games and wooing of women that usually happened daily in the streets of the blood kingdom. The weather became even colder than expected, and the sky darker. Rarely
The Kingdom of Pres. The king's castle… "Our king has been missing for three months now." Côtan Lokï, the duke and the closest advisor to the king stated. He talked to the group of politicians who had joined him in a secret place to discuss how to save their Kingdom. The past few months have been hell for the people of Pres. They felt they had defeated the Allikans once they had come out of their stupor, but more Allikans returned, and in less time, they were defeated. "Are you sure it wasn't on purpose?" One of the ministers asked. "He did sound weird the last we spoke to him." "No. Our king wouldn't just leave us like that." Côtan Lokï stated though a small voice inside him feared it was true. After he had been brought out of the vile of the evil queen, he was hit with the most intense feeling of regret he had ever felt in his entire life. He remembered the sad things he did or caused to humiliate their queen. He remembered the little Elena, who he had ador