The party ended on a good note for the special guests that were invited to the fun feast, while the pain remained with the ones whose lives would soon be derailed by its final decision. The queen who was sure that she had done justice to her decision, began to make further preparations for Elliott's and Armani's wedding. She was going to get them perfectly wedded within eighteen days. Hendrix who had decided not to visit the palace for any reason whatsoever, had sent a letter message to his best friend, that the city library was where he could find him at any point in time if he would be out of the palace. The night before the day that trouble began to stir, Azalea had a dream that had put her in state of great distress through the night. "Alaina. Bri...ng bring th...at that c..h...ild child," the scary and sonorous voice came out in echoes from a woman, who stretched out her extremely long and untidy nails to the lady who had a sleeping baby crouched to her arms. "I have no reaso
Ayden was sitting at the garden in his usual self with a canvas, painting brushes and a board, that was already set in place for him to paint anything he wished. He had been trying to paint a portrait of Azalea for almost three days in futility, as she always had somewhere to be or something to do every single minute. She had not spent quality time with him in almost a week after the queen's feast, and it was really getting to him by bringing out extreme anxiousness in him. Whenever he offered for her to accompany him to see Hendrix too, she always had an excuse to give to him regarding a task that she had carry out. Watching the every moves of everyone in the palace, was really difficult for her to accomplish by herself.To make him more restless and doubtful about the advancement of their relationship into a trustable one, Azalea did not tell or give him account of what she had been up to for the few days. She couldn't tell him without a real confirmation, of her numerous hypothe
"I do not think I can pull this off as you want me to. I have been trying to draw out just the sketch, but it is harder than any other painting I have ever done," Ayden pointed out frustratedly to Azalea, and angrily hurled the painting brush he held between his right fingers to the floor. The idea of painting the queen's face on a paper without having her sit was really sick. "You can try better. Try to picture her face in your head. I mean you were able to do much better of painting me just yesterday," Azalea tried to encourage, in an attempt to get Ayden do what she wanted as soon as he could without any hitches. They had practiced drawing a mind picture of her the previous for the entire day, which turned out to be better than he could have even imagined himself to be able to do. However, it was different story the next day as he had been trying for hours to paint the queen, without any good results even when he had seen her that morning on her way to the meeting with the pal
"Are you not going to compliment my job well done? This is much better than trying to picture in your head a villain," Ayden asked his darling maid, who had been sitting on the same spot for almost two hours without uttering any word. She just kept sighing incessantly. In his left hand was the sample portrait of the queen's picture that Azalea brought in the morning, and on his right was the painting brush that he was using to perfect the final touches on the newly drawn portrait. The painting had came out better than he had expected it to be, that it amused him to see how good he could manipulate the painting so well. Meanwhile, someone did not really seem to be so interested, in the armor of hard work he had put on for hours. "This is almost the third time, that I am talking to you without any reply. What has really been the cause of your bother, because I do not know if I can complete this anymore, without knowing what is wrong?" Ayden said loudly to Azalea whose mind had wandere
"You want to enter into the painting?!" Ayden yelled incredulously, when Azalea finally divulged what she was planning to do with the finished painting to him. "That is the fastest way to get an answer to the questions that I need answers for. The painting would surely be taken into the queen's room without any doubt. To be able to accomplish what I want to do, she has to make eye contact with the portrait for as long as possible. A new portrait for her to admire, is just the best way to get her attention.""You must certainly be joking about what you are saying! How would you do something as risky as that, just to get some piece of information? What if you get trapped? What if you cannot get out? How would you even enter into the first place, and who is going to bring you out once you enter inside? Do you even realize the gravity of what you are saying?" Ayden rushed his words in exasperation, in response to what Azalea had just revealed to him. He could not believe his ears, that s
Armani could not help but feign sickness for many days, while pretending that she had no ability to move her body or even utter a word. Her mother who was really scared since she had never gotten that sick before, sent a message to the queen to inform her of the recent development of things in their home. The queen had sent one of her maids to sent her best wishes, while they continued for the preparation for the wedding at the palace. Elliott tried so hard to escape the responsibility of having to go and visit her, because that would really push him to his painful wall. He made sure he was never seen by anyone, no matter how many people his mother sent to call for him. She couldn't help but just be sick. Sick to death, where no one would even see her. It began the second day of being at her lover's bed, to the ravaging heat that painfully took over her body. It grew a slow fire in her entire system, that was scary, exciting and erotic and the same time. 'Could she say that she was
The entire palace was put into gloominess and less activeness, over the king's sickness that had finally gotten him bed ridden. There had been so many elders and officials visiting the palace more often, in an attempt to get to the root of what had caused the king's sudden sickness. The royal physician and every other skilled ones that had been invited, were unable to diagnose the cause of his sickness talk less of even finding a solution. As a result of that, the wedding plans had been put to a halt stubbornly to the anger of the queen. The palace elders had refused to agree with her point that the wedding could go on, without having the father of the groom who was also the king, be present for his son's marriage. Hendrix who had watched the situation of things in his home and the fact that no one was talking about getting married, got him so glad that he danced around in his room after he was sure that no one was watching. The marriage plans between his mother and the queen for
"No one should leave their houses as from today, until after the final crowning and coronation of the new Alpha king is over.""Anyone found outside their houses for any reason whatever will be give the ultimate judgement of decapitation, or be thrown in a dungeon and locked up till such person is weak and sore in bones. Permissions would be taken from guards that are around the city walls now, if there is a dire importance of something that needed to be done urgently.""From today henceforth, everyone should prepare themselves towards annual tax paying in this kingdom. The palace shall no longer personally house your unnecessary needs and demands, as all will be done from each and every household pocket.""Lastly, from today henceforth, the new appointed king is now Alpha Elliott who is the first prince of the kingdom. Any objections towards him and his sovereignty, will be counted as treason and such person or groups who commits such will be exiled to death!" The walls of the c