Hope you enjoyed this chapter! And sorry for the cliffhanger haha, I'll try to update as soon as I can ;)
Tzilla didn't have enough time to get out of the way of Nahash's sword. She let out a loud scream as the blade met her skin, the attack opening a long gash across her back. "Tzilla!" Azalia watched with horror as the Adom woman collapsed on the floor. She immediately ran to her side, the Lavan princess dropping to her knees so that she could cradle Tzilla's face with trembling hands. She was still alive, but her face was sickly pale and her eyes tightly shut. She was moaning in unbearable pain, and Azalia knew it was only a matter of time before she would fall unconscious then die from her injury. "Why would you kill her?!" She felt intense anger take over her as she looked at Nahash. "She's one of your own!" She was letting her emotions get the best of her, rage and fear and despair quickly overwhelming her. "She got in my way." Nahash told her with a viscous sneer. "That's what happens to people who get in my way." He looked terrifying with blood covering his face and some slither
Azalia didn't say one word as Melech carried her to his room. Her whole being was tense in Melech's arms, uncontrollable tremors traveling up and down her body once every few seconds. She was still in shock from what had just happened, tears threatening to flow out of her blue eyes by the time they reached the King's quarters. Melech was hating seeing her like that. "Azalia." He called as he gently laid her on his bed. He was cautious to not startle her in any way but could tell she was stiff and avoiding his gaze. She wasn't acting like usual and Melech didn't know what he could possibly do to make her feel better. "Talk to me." "You killed him..." Were the first words Azalia murmured in a small, wavering voice. Her sapphire eyes were cast down, the Lavan princess desperately avoiding Melech's crimson gaze. "He shouldn't have touched what belongs to me." Melech lowly growled in response. He tried to contain his anger to not scare Azalia but the truth was that he was burning with r
Azalia could feel strong arms wrapped around her waist when she woke up the next morning. She let out a soft hum, the Lavan princess enjoying the warmth enveloping her body a little longer before opening her eyes. "Morning, little princess." Melech murmured in his low, sexy voice. It made Azalia blush, a rosy shade spreading over her cheeks as she registered the current position she was in, that is in Melech's arms. The Adom King looked unfairly handsome in the morning. The light coming from the windows made his muscles stand out, his sharp jawline and his captivating crimson eyes causing Azalia's heart to flutter inside her chest. "Morning." She felt a warm feeling spread into her whole being as she realized that, for the first time since the beginning, Melech had waited for her to wake up. "You didn't leave." She whispered when Melech began to caress her cheek with his thumb. "I'm not gonna leave you alone in the mornings anymore." He wasn't going to make the same mistake again,
Kissing Melech felt absolutely amazing. It was wild and hot and just mindblowing. There was something about such a powerful man kissing you like you meant everything to him, something intense that Azalia couldn't get enough of."You're so gorgeous." Melech murmured against her lips. "So fierce and passionate and maddening." He began to press kisses down Azalia's neck as he spoke, each of his words drawing another shiver out of Azalia."Melech." She called out between shaky gasps and Melech raised his head to look right into her eyes, before repeating what he had told her just a few moments ago: "I want you."It made Azalia's heart skip a beat, her body feeling warm as if Melech's burning desire was spreading throughout her own being. "Here?" She found herself asking in a slightly breathless voice. They were still in the council room after all, with Melech pinning Azalia against the council table."Yes, here." Melech made Azalia sit on the edge of said table so that he could stand betw
"You have ten minutes, no more." Melech told Azalia as they walked to the infirmary where Emet had apparently woken up. "I don't have any time to waste on such things." He declared, his words harsh and final. "Emet is important to me." Azalia frowned at Melech. "I'll spend as much time as I want with him, whether you like it or not." She wasn't one to take orders from anyone, not even from the Adom King. She wouldn't spend so little time with Emet just because Melech had said so. "He should have been dead for challenging me." He seethed at Azalia's defiance. "I know." She was aware of this. "And I can't thank you enough for sparing his life." Melech would have been in his right if he had killed Emet, because the Lavan knight had been the one to defy him. Azalia was grateful he had let him live, really. "I'll make sure he never defies you again." She would have a serious conversation with Emet as soon as she saw him. Still, Melech wasn't happy. "I don't like him." It was clear the r
"Wait, Melech!" Azalia didn't even have time to blink that Melech had already roughly pushed Emet away from her."You bastard!" The King furiously shouted right before his fist collided with Emet's jaw. "I shouldn't have let you live!" The strength of his punch brutally sent Emet to the ground, the Lavan knight letting out a pained grunt at the impact.Azalia's eyes widened in horror at the sight. Emet was still injured from their duel and therefore couldn't defend himself. Melech was going to reopen his wound and make him bleed to death if he kept going. "Melech! Stop!" She exclaimed as she tried to hold Melech back, but Melech wasn't listening and was too strong for her to do anything."I'm going to kill you!" He growled as he lifted Emet back up from the ground, feeling ready to punch him again. Anger was completely filling him up. He couldn't believe Emet had dared to kiss Azalia, his future wife.Azalia was his. Only he was allowed to touch her, no one else. Emet shouldn't have t
They stumbled into Melech's quarters, Azalia gasping when Melech wasted no time carrying her to his bed. She was laid down on top of the black silky sheets, their lips never parting as Melech followed her."You're so gorgeous." He murmured against her skin. "So perfect for me." His large body was hovering over Azalia's, his calloused hands slipping beneath Azalia's dress and caressing her vulva through her panties. It made Azalia quiver with want and arousal."Melech." She let out a soft sigh of pleasure when Melech began to kiss down her neck."What do you want?" The Adom King asked her. He was looking up at her, a smirk on his lips as he continued to rub her most intimate part with his thumb. "Should I eat you out again?" He could feel her panties getting wet at his words. "Or would you prefer if I fingered you?""No." Azalia surprisingly shook her head. "Neither.""Neither?" It took Melech aback, the Adom King stopping to touch her when she pushed him away. He frowned in confusion,
Azalia woke up from sweet kisses being pressed onto the back of her neck. She let out a soft hum, her blue eyes staying closed a little longer as she cuddled closer to the warm body behind her.Melech had one arm wrapped around her waist and used it to pull her flush against him. He continued to press loving kisses on her nape, his lips progressively moving to her shoulder while his hand gently caressed her hip, almost lovingly."Morning, little princess." He murmured.Azalia hummed in response, her hand finding Melech's arm. Melech was being so affectionate with her this early in the morning and she absolutely loved it. It was making her heart melt inside her chest. "Morning." She softly answered, her body shuddering with delight as Melech kept kissing her delicate skin.Right now, in the comfort of Melech's arms, yesterday somehow felt like weeks ago. It had been quite eventful, to say the least, but Azalia was grateful that everything had worked out in the end. Her relationship wit
Azalia woke up in the comfort of her bed with silky sheets surrounding her. She could feel the warmth of a body behind her, what had to be Melech's arms wrapped around her waist. They had gone to bed late last night. The banquet after her coronation had lasted a long time, but Azalia had had a lot of fun talking with different guests and gossiping with Esther. She had enjoyed watching Esther playing hard to get with the Yarok prince, unlike Yael, who had tried seducing Nehorai the whole evening... without any success. Azalia didn't know how things had ended but she was pretty sure that she had seen Esther and Nehorai disappear together at some point. Esther would have to tell her all the details of what had happened between them the next time they saw each other. Knowing Esther, she already had the Yarok prince wrapped around her finger. Her thoughts were interrupted by sultry kisses being pressed onto her nape and shoulders. She hummed in contentment, the Adom Queen baring her neck
"Azalia!" Someone calling out her name made Azalia turn around, her face instantly breaking into a smile as her eyes landed on her friend. "Esther." She hugged the Kesef princess. "I'm so glad you came." She was the person she had been looking forward to seeing again the most among all the guests, after her mother, of course. "Me, too." Esther held her tight before letting her go so that they could look at each other. "I missed you." She smiled at Azalia. She looked gorgeous in a silver dress that hugged her body just right. It made her eyes stand out even more. "Writing letters is not the same as seeing each other." "I agree." Azalia sighed. Writing to each other was better than nothing, but it didn't allow them to talk about private things and paled compared to a real conversation face to face. That's why Azalia was overjoyed that Esther had come for her coronation. They were at the banquet hall right now. All the people who held a high status in the Adom Kingdom were mingling wi
Amos led Azalia throughout the Adom castle until they arrived in a spacious room, linked to the largest balcony Azalia had ever seen. There stood Melech, the members of the High Council next to him.They were all dressed in gorgeous outfits that looked extremely expensive. They were representing the Adom Kingdom and so had to make a good impression. Yael's dress, especially, was impressive. It was black with golden accents, and almost rivalled Azalia's red dress...But Azalia was more beautiful and everyone knew it, that's why she didn't blame Yael for trying to look her best. It also helped that Yael had gifted her a dragony egg for her marriage with Melech. The egg hadn't hatched yet, but Azalia couldn't wait to meet the baby dragony growing inside it. She already knew that she would care for it dearly.Her mother, Queen Astera, was there as well. One of her counsellors was accompanying her. As the Lavan Queen and, more importantly, as Azalia's mother, she was allowed to stand with t
Azalia couldn't believe that today was the day she would be crowned Queen of the Adom Kingdom. She had always known she would become Queen one day, but she had thought she would be the Queen of the Lavan Kingdom, not of the Adom Kingdom. Not that she minded, on the contrary. The Adom Kingdom was the most powerful in the land, and she knew she would always hold an important status in the Lavan Kingdom no matter what happened. With Melech by her side as the Adom King, she had everything she could ever ask for. "How do you feel, princess?" Temira asked her while brushing her hair. "Are you excited?" She was making sure Azalia would look her best for her coronation. It was important since people coming from all over the land would be there to see her. "I'm a little nervous but mostly excited, yes," She answered her friend and attendant. It was only natural she would feel some stress before such a big event. She couldn't afford to mess anything up. "I'm sure everything will go well," T
Azalia felt her heart race inside her chest as she looked at the Lavan escort approaching the Adom castle. It was constituted of several soldiers and a few servants, the Lavan Queen herself as well as two of her advisors leading the way. Azalia could also recognize the Lavan general Barak following them, but she didn't pay him any mind as all of her attention was fully focused on Queen Astera. "Mother!" She ran to her as soon as the Lavan Queen got off her horse. "Azalia." They exchanged a hug in front of everyone, neither of them caring about proper manners at the moment. They hadn't seen each other in so long. "My treasure." Queen Astera's voice slightly wavered as she held her daughter close to her. "I missed you. It's so good to see you." "Me, too." Azalia was close to tears. Only years of training prevented her from crying in front of so many people, but being back in her mother's arms was making her feel too emotional for words. She wasn't a little girl anymore, but her mother
"Congratulations on your marriage, princess," Yaakov told Azalia as they walked into the council room together. It had been hard to convince Azalia to leave her bed with Melech, but she had relented in the end. She couldn't in good conscience miss one of the meetings of the High Council, especially not when the main subject would be her coronation. Still, she wished she and Melech had had a little more time alone... "Thank you, Yaakov." She smiled at the Adom counsellor. "Your gift was amazing." She didn't forget to thank him for the unicorn's tears he had gifted her and Melech for their union during their sacred ceremony. "I can't believe you didn't keep them for yourself." It was a priceless gift, one that Azalia would have never let go of. "Nonsense." Yaakov shook his head. "Those tears were meant for someone as important as you and the King." He was smirking as he said that, and so Azalia fondly rolled her eyes in response. "Such pretty lies." He was obviously trying to flatter
Melech helped Azalia wash after their sexy time in the bathtub. He started with washing her face and then her hair, making sure to use the right products to not damage her natural waves. He then washed the rest of her body, from her arms to her legs, and even went as far as to rub her feet with some special lotions. Azalia loved it. Temira and Shai were usually the ones to take care of her when she took a bath, but having her husband do it instead felt amazing. The amount of care Melech was using when touching her body was heart-warming. It made her feel special and loved, affection for Melech swelling inside her chest. "My turn." She said once Melech had finished washing her. She wanted to take care of him, too. And she also didn't want to miss an occasion of putting her hands all over Melech's body. It was too sexy for words. "Turn around. I'll start with your back." She said and Melech obeyed without any complaints. Azalia spent several minutes applying soap to his nape, shoulde
"Come here, little princess." Melech cautiously pulled Azalia into the bath with him, placing her against his strong chest. Azalia settled between Melech's legs and let out a content sigh at the sensation of the warm water surrounding her body. She felt a little sore after their first time having sex last night, and felt grateful for the warm bath. It relaxed her aching muscles and helped with her soreness, even if just a little. It was late morning. Melech had woken her up with loving kisses all over her face and body, before carrying her to their bathroom. Azalia loved how gentle he was with her. Their first time had been amazing, both passionate and intimate at the same time, although quite intense, too. Not that Azalia was complaining about it, on the contrary. "How are you feeling?" Melech asked her. He was gently rubbing her hips with his hands, trying to soothe any aches she could feel. The soft gesture made Azalia relax even further, her blue eyes closing in pure bliss. She
Melech claimed Azalia's lips with his own as soon as they were back in their private quarters. "Melech." The Lavan princess moaned as Melech kissed her passionately. They had hurried back to their quarters as soon as the sacred ceremony had finished. They had barely heard the members of the High Council congratulate them on their union, the two lovers way too impatient to pay them any mind. Finally, after months of torturous wait, they could go all the way together. "Are you already wet?" Melech smirked as he touched Azalia's intimate parts through her clothes. The question made her blush a little, a small gasp leaving her lips when Melech rubbed her vulva from on top of the fabric. "Yes." She had no other choice but to admit. She was already wet just from a simple kiss. Her whole body was burning up with desire for her husband. Melech felt a smirk tug at his lips as pride swelled inside him. He leaned in, letting his hot breath brush against Azalia's skin as he murmured right into