"Umm… yes… oh fuckkk"
The loud moaning coming from behind the hardwood door sent heat through the ears of the guards that stood outside it.
They fidgeted uncomfortably knowing what may happen after few minutes. Atleast the youngest recruit thought so; others have stopped caring. They were never in a position to point anything.
Suddenly a loud ecstatic cry made the youngest recruit cough awkwardly. The older guard gave him a warning look and he was quickly masking his awkwardness.
Then everything went silent.
He was worried but dared not move.
Fuck!
His eyes snapped and legs overturned even before he heard the deep husky voice called out—come!
As the guards dashed inside, the youngest recruit's eyes widened but composed himself quickly. A girl lay motionless with her gown pulled hastily down in order to cover her up.
Her face was flushed, reminding them of the hot session they had to bear from the past five minutes. Now… she wouldn't be able to scream anymore; let alone talk.
He let the older guard pick her lifeless body while he roamed his eyes around before landing on the boy in front of him.
His eyes sparkled; getting nervous.
Despite being a year older than the boy with a polished bare back, the youngest recruit couldn't get the confidence to talk to, now, the frustrated boy; Prince Sebastian.
"Dammit!" The Prince hissed in annoyance.
He was just starting and then…
'Urgh! Now what should I do!'
Sebastian wanted to grip his hair but knowing there was someone else beside him, he didn't act. Sweat rolled down his body as he blazed in heat; his skin was bright red and veins popped on his hands, neck, forehead and back.
'At least he is wearing pants,' the youngest recruit mused.
"Tell the Majesty about it and let him know I am not doing it again!" He groaned and the guard bowed at his back.
"Yes, His Royal Highness." The guard blurted and left the prince to sort himself out.
He was afraid. When he was here for the recruitment he along with few, were personally gathered by Her Majesty, the Queen.
Since he was the Prince's personal bodyguard, still under seniority though, he was informed about the Prince's Curse. He wasn't letting them know that he heard about it before but had thought it was a rumor.
But now it frighteningly seemed real every passing day.
He was torn between pitying the Prince or shaking his head at the royalties.
Either way he knew better to just mind his own business.
On the other side, the Prince was beyond frustration. His desires killed, not that he was too hard for her, yet it was affecting him mentally.
He rushed to the bathroom and not even thought of closing the door as he intended for a cold shower. Immediately, his personal servants appeared for his aid; their heads not daring to glance up.
However the Prince deadly ‘tsk’ed and they scurried away as soon as they appeared.
He showered and felt a little better. His heart was a mess, though. Not only was his life turning into a mess but now he will have to face his father's disappointment. He will have to answer the Duke of Paramount about what happened to his daughter.
It wasn't what he wanted.
Right when he picked up a thick navy blue velvety bathrobe, he heard the young recruit outside.
"His Royal Highness, His Majesty, the King has arrived and wants to see you."
The Prince groaned inwardly and let him know he would be there.
To his surprise the young recruit was there with another servant carrying a royal suit in his hand. Immediately his eyebrow cocked up.
"Uh- what is your name and what is it?" The Prince finally asked him after almost a year.
The young recruit was shocked but happy. He has heard the Prince wasn't like this before but ever since an ominous presence followed him, he has changed drastically becoming colder and uncaring.
"Denial Weather. As for this, His Majesty wants you to be more than just presentable. There is a gathering for the sport's result announcement and bidding." Den, as he prefers, informed and found the Prince nodding his head thoughtfully.
He let the servants dress him, comb his hair and prepare him for the event. Meanwhile he just stared at his reflection in the mirror.
How did he end up like this?
The event had already started and the King flashed a bright smile at his people. He was happy that his chosen horse won and was getting the highest bid.
However inwardly he was disappointed at the delay his son was causing.
He might be tense about the girl's death…
The King shook his head not letting anyone take a sniff of what really was going inside his head and mind.
He clapped gracefully, without making a noise, when the horse was sold off.
He fought the urge to glance around to see if his son had come or not.
As if on cue he heard movements nearby even before he heard that all-too-familiar voice.
"Greetings, His Majesty."
His eyes settled on the young boy who looked more handsome than before; nodding, he gestured to him to present the award.
"It took you long enough, Sebastian." The King kept that beautiful smile on his face.
Only the Prince heard the anger behind it. He was quick to apologize and just like his father, mastered a fake smile to the gatherers.
The noblest were stunned at his beauty. They couldn't help but steal glances when the Prince walked in. Each one hoped that someday their daughters will marry him.
However few were hesitant too. They have heard of the rumor that the Prince was cursed. Every time they heard of a courtship linked to him, his partner mysteriously died.
Still… they denied it. What if it was something else and nothing to do with the Prince? Yes, they liked to believe this.
Their daughters deserved a rich family and a handsome boy. In their minds they already competed with each other for the Prince's attention.
Unfortunately, the Prince wasn't sailing on the same boat. He had bigger and pressing issues. Apart from being "cursed" he had another secret which he wasn't willing to share with anyone.
All his teenage years he was fascinated with power. His mother had expressed her will to see him become the next King but it seems difficult now.
Not only has his father demanded an heir early due to his 'curse' but he was facing another issue which definitely would blow his chances of becoming a King.
But they needn't know…
He wondered how long he would be able to hide it.
Suddenly, he heard whispers around him. The people were fawning over his beauty and physique. Some even were bold enough to suggest their daughters for the Prince and he hated to hear it.
However, to his surprise, his father declined that offer immediately. His head snapped in his direction only to earn a scowl from his father.
It was unlike royalty. They weren't meant to show their true emotions and right now the Prince did exactly the opposite.
Sebastian realized his mistake and coughed a little when instantly his guard offered him a drink that he gladly accepted.
Though he flashed a grin standing beside his father while the latter congratulated the visitors and mingled every now and then; his head wrecked over the possibilities of the King's denial.
Has he finally realized that it was useless to try to coerce another girl?
Was the death of the Princess of Paramount able to put some sense in him?
Or was there something else unknown to him?
Everything went blurry after that. His father sounded happy and he wasn't sure how to accept it. Just as everyone was still doting on the handsome young man, his father asked him to wait for him in the study room.
Sebastian sighed and braced himself. Hopefully he will know the cause soon.
As he walked with authority towards the heavily decorated room full of their family memoirs, gold laced with white theme, be it the thick silky curtains, rugs or the fabric covered furniture; he didn't expect to see his step mother there.
"Her Majesty!" He bowed a little to acknowledge the Queen who smiled at him.
The scenario was a loving one to anyone who observed but in reality it was not the same. The queen was indifferent to him. She didn't exactly hate him but didn't love him either. As for Sebastian she was what he had after his mother died.
He was genuinely grateful to her for raising him well.
But there was someone else that he didn't quite catch.
"Please take a seat.” His head bowed even more hearing his father’s voice from behind and did as asked.
Sebastian glanced around, squinting his eyes to get a better idea of who the others were but to his frustration he couldn’t. They were new, he concluded.
“Your Majesty, as per the recent blood test I am agonized to tell that the condition of Prince is far worse than thought.”
His mouth twitched hearing those words and he clenched his fist on the armrest.
“Straight to the point, Len.” Alexander spoke not wanting to ponder more on the upsetting news.
“It looks like the rumors of his curse aren’t rumors. I examined a sample of his semen from last few weeks and unfortunately it is too powerful to even adapt the surrogacy method.” Len’s words broke Sebastian’s heart.
Though he has stopped caring but he knew it meant that his dream would end up here. Strangely due to some reasons his father eagerly wants heir. Unluckily, he couldn’t due to some stupid curse. Every time he coerced a princess they died. Not just that even his engagement announcement has lead to two princesses’ death. This has broken him completely but to know he couldn’t ever be able to reign due to this, bothered him most.
He sighs wishing he could recall who that girl was when they were sixteen. His heart aches at the thought of it; tears slowly brimming in his eyes.
“That’s nonsense! There should be someone.” The King’s furious voice snapped him out of his thoughts and Sebastian breathed in a handful of air.
“There is no human DNA capable to accept this semen, Your Highness.” Len mumbled, less confident now.
“So, you’re suggesting us to pick an animal! How derisive!” The Queen sounded exasperated but maintained her soft voice.
Sebastian face lowered in embarrassment.
“I am sorry, Her Majesty.” Len apologized even when he didn’t mean it.
Of course countering her would mean death wish.
“Leave!” The King boomed and Sebastian heard Len rush hurriedly.
“Ah!” His head snapped to his stepmom who cried silently.
“Queen Lara, please don’t.” Alexander was devastated by the news but to see his Queen break, hurt him.
“Your Majesty, now what will we do? My Sebastian… what will happen to his future now?” She cried; her face well hidden in the huge silk monogrammed-handkerchief.
He hated hearing pitied voices.
“He knew already.”
“Didn’t you, Sebastian?” Alexander glared at him and Sebastian just gulped down his emotions.
“I apologize, Your Majesty but this is out of my control.” Sebastian answered and heard his father scoff.
“I need an heir as soon as possible. If you want to keep this throne then, well, you better try harder.” Alexander couldn’t believe his son’s incapability.
Despite that handsome and envious face, he was nothing. Suddenly, he recalled something and took a sharp breath. It is painful to think but he has no option.
“Queen Lara, can Prince Jonathan return? I would want to train him as soon as possible so that he could take over the crown.” Alexander’s eyes fell on the handsome boy who was unreadable.
If he looks closely, his clenched fingers told him what he felt. Despite having taught to control emotions Sebastian still let few emotions slip. He was young but he is Royal; should know better.
“Your Majesty!” Sebastian blurted unable to stop.
“No, Sebastian.” The king declared and saw the Queen torn in some dilemma.
“It will be unfair to Prince Sebastian.” The Queen mused and the King stated firmly that the discussion was over.
Everyone left except Sebastian. He sat there feeling tossed around. The curse of unable to breed or couple has taken away his and his mother’s dream. Once he was sure that no one was around he let a stubborn tear drop from his eyes.
He felt his chest tighten and a blind rage take over. He wiped his eyes and stormed off the study room. Suddenly, he caught a waft of oceanic smell and a mixture of fresh flowers.
He was caught off guard, absolutely confused.
No matter how hard he tried to see; failing. What was this scent? How it felt so… so… familiar? He has no idea but to think of an ocean near their huge palace or around was illogical!
So, what was it?
He took cautious steps in the direction of the scent and frowned when his hands touched a body. A spark hits his skin sending tingles of shock followed by a gasp that didn’t belong to him.
“Who are you?” He asked threateningly to find another human there.
To think they might have seen him crying or eavesdropped on their discussion angered him. Moreover, he doesn’t know who they are! On contrary, they already knew about him, his deepest secret and the mocking news of him being rejected for the crown was a blow to him. This person could use it against him or make fun of him. He hated been exposed and soon found himself walking closer to them.
Suddenly, he heard another gasp before he touched their arm; soft as velvet and baby’s skin; slim.
“Um… I… I am Elma. A guest.” The calming effect of that stuttering voice made his heart skip a beat.
His anger rose unable to control this feeling and quickly backed away.
“So, stay the fuck out of my way, understand! If you ever dare tell anyone about it, I’ll personally kill you.” He was shocked to hear him threatening a poor girl.
Yet, he wasn’t sure if she actually was poor. What if she was harmful?
Irritated by his own behavior, he left leaving the scared girl behind who now stood with a hand covering her mouth. The urge to roll into a ball in a corner was strong; still, she was a Princess.
She shouldn’t let others see how she feels and hence, sucking in a deep breath, she composed herself before turning around to walk in the same path, the Prince took.
Elma’s POV“Take this beauty to her room. Prepare her well and show her around until the sport ends. Later bring her to the study; I wouldlike to introduce her to others, personally.” The King instructed and turned to me smiling widely.“Young lady, I know it’s rude to leave your special guest just to be but I was in middle of something important before I visited your father.” The King looked extremely sorry and I smiled encouragingly.“That’s alright, His Majesty. You shouldn’t be bothered for someone like me.” I said and saw him shake his head.His considerate smile dropped from his face hearing my words.“Actually you are very special to me, so don’t say that. As for now please follow the maids. One of my guards would be bringing your things from your house. Let someone know if there is any special thing that you require them to pick up. Okay?
Elma’s POVLost in deep thoughts, I made my way back ignoring the maids that were either walking behind or giving me skeptical glances. As soon as I reached the elevator that was difficult to spot, I turned around.“Can you please stop following me? I need some lone time.” I said as politely as I can and watched them bow their heads before walking away.I sighed and entered the elevator; waiting solemnly for it to get going fast. It did but as soon as it did; it stopped immediately at the next level. I was alert. Whoever it was, I hope they wanted to go down and not take this elevator.The elevator doors opened with much anticipated suspense and my breath stuck in my throat as I watched the tall figure walk in. His head was hung slightly; hairs covering one eye. To my dismay, I watched him stand right beside me and waited for the elevator to get going. I was heaving by now. As soon as he entered the elevator, th
Sebastian’s POV“Sebastian, can we have a word?” I followed Queen Lara who sounded upset.She guided me to the library; the preserved papers scent hit as we entered it. Mom asked me to sit but I refused. She sighed, taking a seat before she poured a cup of tea.“It was Len, the specialist that is working on your condition. I am sure you know him by now.” She asked and I said a brief yes.“Well, he says your genes are…” she cleared her throat sounding uncomfortable before continuing.“They are messed up. Though it will take more months to find the right DNA code of yours, still the condition is unfavorable.” She finished only pausing in between.I knew she wasn’t done yet.“This is not my wish but we cannot ignore the King’s orders, right? I am sorry but we are sending someone to bring Jonathan back.” She said and I sighed.
Elma’s POV“Princess Elma, these are your retinue to help you.” Caitlyn introduced me to the three women who stood there with no emotions.“I can manage.” It was shocking to learn that they will help me get dressed.Like what?Even though I was a Princess, I did my own work, except a few things like cleaning of my room and stuff. My dad never allowed too many people at the mansion. He was discreet for some reason. Thinking about it, my heart clenched. What the king said about my dad could it be true? Was that the reason he was discreet?Unaware, I clenched my gown so hard that it was Caitlyn’s throat clearing that pulled me out of the monologue.“This is the rule here. Being the Imperial royalties, royal members are meant to change as per occasions. You may never know which guest is coming over.” Caitlyn said gesturing the retinue to go ahead, ignoring my horrified expres
Elma's POV Things have been odd between us since I embarrassed myself last night. Currently, I was escorted to Sebastian's car by the King and Queen, themselves. Sebastian was clearly displeased. Now to think of the confinement of the car, it was making me anxious too. Alexander gave me an encouraging smile before he spoke, "I hope you are going to shine at the school too. It's important for the imperials to leave a mark behind them. Our Sebastian did it. I am sure he will continue doing it but the same is expected from you." I gulped clutching on to my hand tightly. Nonetheless, my glance didn't waver at him. "Noted; sir. I will do my best. Thanks for encouragement." I really appreciated his concern to make me feel a part of their home. Though, it won't be easy. The Queen extended her hand and I immediately took it. Surprisingly, she put something into my palm, smiling at me. She gestured and I took a peek into
Sebastian’s POVIt’s frustrating that she knows too much. I tossed and turned in my bed after her vain try to get to me. What disturbs me is how my body reacted to her closeness. Why, why, WHY!Groaning, I tossed again; hoping to calm down enough to catch some sleep. I can’t believe my dad too. Why was he going over the board for her? He even enrolled her in the Elite school? It wasn’t necessary. He wasn’t like that so there should be an ulterior motive behind his action. But what it could be?Could it be possible that he wants me to coerce her?My heart raced and I stilled in my bed; hand that was covering my eyes fell to my side.No! That’s not it. He wouldn’t have waited for so long. It was so like my father to come and order me right away; then why now?Is he planning to adopt her?My eyes grew wider than possible!Don&rs
Sebastian's POV"What do you mean by that?"Did I hear that right?"We tried to locate Princess Elma but we failed." Dan answered grimly, shocking me.I hurriedly went to talk to my father. Maybe, a small part of me considered it to be my mistake; that explains the sudden weird feeling in my chest.My father was in the midst of giving instructions."His Majesty!" I bowed slightly and heard him ask the person to leave."I assume that you have heard the news." Father pointed out and I clenched my fist."I did, father. But what is really bugging me is the fact that why isn't she contacted rather than finding her? Trace her location or such." I offered and he shuffled; coming towards me."Were you really with her, Sebastian?" He asked and I went quiet."You would have noticed she doesn't carry a phone. Which reminds me I should provide her with one; but the girl never demanded one in the
Elma's POV'Who the fuck are you?"I felt a grip on my shirt and in another second, I was pulled up by the bad guy. My heart jumped and dropped in utmost fear. This is getting worse.Keeping my eyes shut, trying to get my senses together, I tried to focus on my feelings; the real mermaid feelings.It doesn't matter anymore. Sooner or later, I'll have to do it.Thinking, I surrendered to my real identity. I opened my eyes and glared at the guy.The other one was in complete shock, as he watched my tail wave strongly before landing a hit at the bad guy's face.He seemed stunned; holding his cheek with a pale face. I jumped up in air and did a swirl before taking a dip into the water. Again, resurfacing, I noticed the old man's scratched and bruised face. I felt bad.He got it from helping me.I need to help him too.Angered, I waved my tail again, hitting the bad guy fierc