Being king isn't always fun. There was everything I needed, but there wasn't always spare time cause in my spare time, I took classes from Kesem.
Kesem and I had always been close. His father was the former general for my father, and now he was my general. Kesem was the best swordsman Yodora had and the best Archer."Well, well, if it isn't the very famous King," He said as he saw me approach. I ignored him and walked to get my bow and arrow, and a quiet sigh escaped my lips."I guess you've heard," I turned to him. Kesem lowered his bow and chuckled briefly before walking to where I stood."You captured a Kingdom, chose the Queen's servant instead of the Queen, and you expect her to be so pleased, I'd have splashed you my wine instead," He said, laughed, but began to move backwards when I threatened to stab with my arrow. "I was only being truthful. You're quite an asshole, Your Majesty," he finished.I took a deep breath and remained silent. "Maybe you're right, but -""There's no 'but' you should give her time to process it. She would eventually give in," He said. Silence hovered around, and he said, "She's lovely. Kings would come after her,""Not when she's my Queen," I replied and took out my arrow, aiming for the red sign where Kesem's arrow hit."Your Majesty!" A familiar voice interrupts. I missed, and a low growl escaped my raised lips. Kesem chuckled. I turned in the direction. It was Lee, my servant boy."What is it, Lee? Can't you see I am -" I stopped, staring at the blood stain on his white uniform."Your Majesty, it's Her Highness," he said, breathing heavily. I looked at Kesem and dropped my arrow, walking away as fast as possible.He didn't need to complete his statement for me to understand she was in danger, damnit. I ran as fast as I could.As I neared her Chambers, I found her servants rushing in with a bucket of water."I'm sorry, Sire... you can't go in," Naomi said. I furrowed my brows, confused, slightly annoyed. No one was telling me anything."What fucking happened, Naomi?" I asked again."I'm sorry, Sire... I was careless. I should have known better," she said,"What?" I glared with a disgusted smirk."I shouldn't have let them alone. I mean, Victoria and Her Highness,""Naomi, do you like your job?" I asked. She looked at me and quickly lowered her gaze, nodding. "What the fuck happened here?" I asked."She tried to stab her... I mean, Victoria stabbed Her Highness. The royal doctor said she would be fine. The knife grazed her skin.""Step away," I ordered."Sire, you can't.""Step away this instant, Naomi or do you want to be beheaded?"She bowed and moved away while her mid-servant opened the door. There she was, Isabelle... almost lifeless, lying on her bed while they cleaned her up. Her hair lay perfectly on the bed, while the sheets were stained with her blood. Her skin had turned white, and her lips pale.Anger crawled into me. I was watching her not moving. I suddenly thought of how to get back at Victoria for this. How dare she lay a hand on my bride. No fear, I'd kill her. My jaw tightened, suppressing my anger, and my hands fisted beside me. Of course, I had respected her, but that was over when she touched Isabelle.It wasn't her kingdom. It was my kingdom, and Isabelle wasn't her maid anymore. Now, her Queen, Her Highness, Her Majesty, Her Grace, as long as I am alive, no one dares to lay a hand on her because she was no longer Isabelle Teagan but Isabelle Castiel, Queen of Yodora."Sire," Kim, the royal doctor, called softly.I released my tightened jaw, rubbing my lips with my hands, "How is she?""Her pulse is stable, but she's still bleeding," he said, moving away so I could see the cut by her side. The knife grazed her skin? Bullshit, that's a deep stab."Save her," I said softly, "Do what you can,""Yes, Sire," He continued, I stood for a while, staring at her pale face, eyes closed, but her makeup left a tear stain.I took a sharp breath and turned around, heading towards the door. It opened, and I walked past Naomi, paused, and looked at her. "Bring her to me, now," I said. Kesem followed."Kyler-" Kesem called. I ignored it and continued. I heard him sigh as we reached the courtroom.The door opened, and I walked towards my golden throne, sitting and awaiting Victoria's presence.The door opened, and two men walked in, holding her while she struggled but calmed when she sighted me. Her eyes brightened, and a smile crawled up her lips.She stood, but the men pushed her to her knee, and she sat there, almost comfortable."Kyler," she called with relief, smiling further. After silence, she chuckled, "You look handsome as ever," she said.I got up and walked to Kesem. Our eyes met, he shook his head but it was useless. I reached out for his dagger, and his face fell. Unable to stop me, he stood watching. When I turned to Victoria, she panicked at the sight of the dagger."Ky-k-k," she stammered, moving backwards while still kneeling. Her smile shook, frightened by the dagger I held while slowly approaching her. I could feel the fear that gripped her. "Wh-hat are you doing?" She questioned with fear, looking around."Isabelle," I said, and the fear that covered her face turned to anger quickly,"Of course, your little bride," She said through her gritted teeth, her lips raised slightly.I bent in front of her, my eyes locked in hers. I placed the dagger between us, and her eyes followed it, "Victoria," I called, her eyes again in mine. "You don't touch what's mine,""It's equal then. You touched what's mine first," she groaned angrily."I respected you because of your father... I put you in luxury, even though you were a prisoner,""Luxury, Kyler? That's bullshit, well your people didn't put me in luxury," she replied, and I smiled. Her eyes danced around my face, confused as to why I smiled. "You went against the rule, Kyler. I am to be your bride,""No, I make the decisions, I rule Yodora, I am King, and I also choose what rule to follow and what rule to change," I replied. "I get to pick who I marry, and you don't. You're a nobody,""Why? Does her body entice you?!" She glared at me, "She's just a lowly servant. Wake up!" She breathed furiously."At least she's better than you are," I said.I looked up at the guard who came in with her, "Hold her," I ordered.She shook her head and attempted to run, but the guards were faster than her, pinning her in front of me. She kicked her legs, hoping to push me away, but they held her well. When she was unable to struggle, she began to scream."No! No! Kyler! No," she breathed heavily, trying to struggle. She screamed and cried as I pierced the knife into her side.Her screaming died when I was done, and she looked at me with anger, of course. Her gaze turned to Kesem.She screamed again as I pulled the dagger out. I threw it on the floor and took the white napkin from a female servant, wiped my hands, and looked at her with a smile."Lock her up," I said, standing. "She is to be beheaded for treason,""No, Kyler... you don't understand," she said, breathing shallowly. No response from me, "You monster!" She said under her breath, and the men dragged her away, leaving a trail of her blood.When I opened my eyes, I was in the same fancy room. I didn't die after all. Kyler's people rushed in when they heard Victoria scream. It's a little disappointing. My death would have meant Kyler marrying Victoria, but somehow, I am grateful to be alive. How selfish. I took a deep breath and tried to sit up, but my sides hurt, and I let out a low, soft growl."Your Highness," I heard. The voice startled me. It was Ayn. She immediately rushed to me, and behind her was Betty. "Call Doctor Kim," she said to Betty, and she nodded, leaving the room before I could stop her."You didn't have to," I said, my lips dry, I swallowed, and I laid back. Each time I tried to speak, I felt the pain at my side. "I'm sorry, Your Highness," Ayn said, bowing, hands crossed at her front. "I should have known better," she fell to her knees, which startled me, "I promise to protect you and never leave your side," she said.Her action reminded me of when I said the exact words to Queen Victoria. My breath s
"Marry me," I said, brows raised, accompanied by a smirk. "Marry me, Isabelle. Then I'd spare her,"I wasn't expecting her to say yes. And, of course, she didn't. She laughed. She's unpredictable. Who would have thought she would laugh? She was begging with tears, but I guess I made her laugh.She paused and groaned, holding her side. Ah, her wound, I didn't remember that. She took a deep breath and glared at me. Oh my goodness, I forced myself not to take a step backwards. She looked like she was going to nod to me.What can I say? She looked extremely beautiful when angry but a burst of sunshine when she smiled."Why should I? It would be best if you married Queen Victoria, don't get me wrong. I didn't come here to strike a deal. I am just asking you not to behead her. She has done nothing wrong," she said. I couldn't believe my ears. Wasn't she begging seconds ago? Somehow, this lady leaves me speechless."That was an option. You need to do something for me to let her go, I don't w
Who thought he would kiss me back? His hands around me feel so strong, and I have no idea why I can't break this kiss. Each step he takes causes me to move backwards until I rest against the table. His hands leave my waist to my neck, pulling me closer. He tastes like the wine he had, making my head spin the way he holds me. Every move, his lips against mine, soft yet demanding, and when he takes a breath, he inhales me. It makes me drunk, dizzy. The way he pulls on my lips, taking me. I don't want him to stop, but he does.He places his hands on my head, holding me gently. He swallows, and his eyes meet mine. "You should rest. It's late," his voice is raspy as he tries to catch his breath."Your-" I stop when he glares at me. I thought he was going to give me a reply."Goodnight, Isabelle," he licks his lips slightly, turns around, heading towards the door, it opens, and he disappears. I swallow, resting on the table. WHEN I ARRIVE in my room, Ayn and Betty are standing by the door.
Marrying a king the following day was absurd, but it was happening. I was walking down the aisle to the king of a mighty nation. Who thought that would ever happen to me, me becoming queen and Victoria becoming a royal guest? He looked more nervous than I was when he reached for my hands. I took them, and he pulled me gently to stand before him."You look stunning, heavenly," He mouthed, but I stared at him instead. I could never tell him how breathtaking he looked in that tuxedo. His brow hair was styled perfectly, adding to his charming look.Charming, yes. This man was the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, so fine. And whenever he complimented me, it made my heart skip. "Do you take Kyler Castiel to be your loving husband, in sickness and health..." Word faded, and I began searching for Victoria in the crowd. I found her staring at me."Hey," Kyler's finger brushed mine, and I looked back at him, "Just me, nothing to worry about," he whispered. "Yes, I do," I said, staring int
Kyler seems to keep to one tradition, having the first dance at the reception ball. It was awkward, and I didn't know how to dance, and Ayn taught me a few steps at the last minute. If someone weren't hurrying to begin the wedding ceremony, I might have had more time to practice. I am very sure he can already feel my sweaty palm.All attention is on me, every eye in this room, from the serving girls to the maid, to the lords and their wives. It gives me anxiety, and I must not ruin my first dance with the king."Relax, I got you," I heard whispers as we walked to the dance floor. It's Kyler beside me. My hand is locked in his, and he is holding onto me gently.A little spin, and he pulls me closer to his body. I gasped, staring at him. I can feel his hands grabbing my waist, and his stares are warm until his hand moves down, too close to my butt. My breath seizes, and I release breathing heavily.A step, I miss and step on his shoes. "You gotta let me lead, Love," he says, giggling so
The night of your wedding, even as a king, is terrifying. Isabelle had left with her maids to change while I waited in my chambers. Lee seems a little more terrified than I am."The sheets," he said worriedly. I sigh softly, sitting on the wooden chair at the centre of the room. The table was filled with fruits, drinks, wine, and more. It's not like we didn't have any at the party; I was already filled up, but the strawberries on the table seemed to be hand-plucked by Noami, and it's just as sweet and fresh.Lee is constantly smoothing the bedsheets. I had a plan of how I wanted my night to go with Isabelle, and I had no intention of forcing her to do anything she wouldn't want to. It was terrifying, but I had other plans to execute."I had Kia, her headmaid, bring some of her wash, and you wouldn't want to send her off after -" he paused, and I choked, coughing and banging on my chest."Are you insane?" I ask, but he smiles instead."You're a married man now. You shouldn't be shy," G
Last night was successful, but it's morning now, and she probably hates me more for deceiving her. Or she's probably looking for me right now. My heart skips when my study room opens. Goodness, it's Kesem."Can't you knock?" I ask, and he sighs, and his shoulders sag in disbelief. I can see the disappointment written over his face. "I am King, not you. What do you want?" I side-glance at him, but he takes a step closer."You left her in the middle of the night?" He says, and I know he means Isabelle. "Her? Well, her has a title," I glare and continue at my book."The maids are talking. People are talking," he says instead. "I am sure the lords are talking too," "I guess I should have been more careful leaving," I mutter and cross my legs on the table."How long do you plan on ignoring her?" "As long as I can, you're not here to speak to me about my wife, are you?" I slam my books, slightly irritated."Your Highness," he sighs."That's enough, Kesem, it's none of your business," "W
It's three weeks since the wedding, and I have no idea where Kyler sleeps because it's not with me. He makes everything complicated. He manages breakfast with me, but he never says anything. It's just me trying to talk to him. His lunch is not with me, and neither is his dinner. I have never felt so lonely, and sometimes I just want to have tea with him, but it's impossible. However, the kiss in his study room replays in my head every now and then—his hands around my body, my ass, my breast, my neck. God, I have never had anything like it. But he stopped when I needed more of his lips, tongue around my body. He had no idea how wet he made me and left me in the cold air."Damn him," I say, and Ayn looks at me. She's painting my toenails. I am tired, so tired of this treatment. I have literally everything I ask for and basically nothing to do. Kyler made it possible. He gives me literally anything I ask for, but not him. Whenever he kisses me, it makes me dizzy, and my body tensed and