King Zedekiel's eyes went cold. For him, the murder of his father and brother was still fresh. He could remember opening a box, the size of a big treasure chest, the humans sent them as a gift for peace, to find his father and brother's severed heads. Their faces frozen in horror and anguish, lifeless eyes staring back at him. The pain he felt at that moment was unimaginable.His fingers twitched, tiny sparks of silver dangerously dancing around the tips, showing his lack of control on his emotions.Rage and hatred stirred within him like a tremendous tornado. All he wanted was to strike down the dancer. How could he? What was he trying to gain by reminding them of that horrible day? It felt like a hot searing slap to his face. Like rubbing salt on an open wound. Who could be so heartless?He was about to raise his hand when he felt a warm hand encase his own. He turned to find his mother slowly shaking her head. "Stay calm" she said to him telepathically. "I think I understand what h
Some started to sweat for the dancer. How could he ask for such a thing?! The King is so precious! He's untouchable! He's akin to a rare gem! No one has ever dared to ask him for such a thing. This dancer was either very brave or very stupid.Prince Ron wondered why everyone was silent. He just asked for a dance. The King could refuse if he wanted to. It's not like he could force him to dance.Prince Ludiciel and Princess Mariel thought that this person was completely out of his mind.The Queen mother had nothing to say. She was quite curious to see how things would play out.Princess Rose wanted to hit something. How dare this commoner ask for a dance with the King? A man for that matter? She may have turned a blind eye to the same sex couples dancing earlier but this was over the top! She won't let the King fall to the dark side. It's a good thing Ron wasn't back yet. She didn't want her little brother's mind to be so corrupted. Just wait till she's queen. She'll banish each and eve
Anger flooded his mind. A human?! How could it be a stinky dirty human?! He had even tried to cover up his scent with heavy perfume. Well too bad for him because the Elf King's sense of smell was top notch.Ron felt something was off and due to the distraction, he missed a step which caused Zedekiel to steady him by the waist with both hands. The King used this opportunity to make Ron wrap his arms around his own neck.Therefore, they were so close. Due to Ron's lack of height, his head was directly beneath the King's chin. Under the veil, there was no difference between the colour of Ron's face and a tomato. His heart was beating faster than a race horse. What the hell was his Majesty doing?! People were watching!Zedekiel felt he had to be mistaken. No human could perform the ancient Elf dance. It was impossible! He wanted to make sure his nose wasn't deceiving him. That's why he put them in that intimate position.Princess Rose was being fed too much jealousy inducing scenes. She a
"Hey watch where you're going!" he said to the person but the person just bowed and turned away.Ron took a careful look at the figure. The person was dressed in a black cloak and his face was well hidden so the prince couldn't see anything. Instead, he saw a tattoo in the shape of a claw on the person's hand. It was right between the thumb and pointer. Ron thought it was such an odd tattoo and in an odd location but he didn't think much about it and just hurried to the hall.On getting there, the Queen mother dragged him back to his seat. "Oh dear, where have you been? You've missed a lot"Ron let out a nervous smile, eyes glancing at the King who was looking at him as if he also expected an answer. "I-I think I ate too much. I had stomach problems"Rose sighed. "Brother, I've told you to not eat so much. You'll get an upset stomach. When we get back, I'll ask my servants to make you something to calm it down and help it settle"How embarrassing but Prince Ron could only smile and no
His laughter soon turned into gags. His hand flew to his throat as he began to cough and wheeze. It was like a hand was painfully squeezing his neck, cutting his flow of air. Soon enough, his face started to turn pink. The King had already lost his father and brother. This man wanted to take his sister too? Well, nobody messes with his family or his people. He didn't need to use his hands to perform magic. All he needed was his mind. In reality, the man wasn't being choked. Zedekiel was just manipulating his brain, making him think it was happening. But this wasn't enough. He wanted to see him bleed. He wanted to torture him in the worst way possible. "Don't do anything rash!" his mother said to him telepathically. "Don't forget we have two humans in our midst. They'll wander how a man can just suffocate and die on his own. I don't want to answer any questions Zedekiel. Lock him up first. We'll deal with him later. And Ron is injured. We need to take care of him. He's losing a lo
He quietly slipped into the Prince's room and closed the door. The sight that greeted him was breathtaking and it had him frozen in place...Prince Ron had woken up at some part of the night due to the pain in his arm and he couldn't go back to sleep so he decided to take a bath. The little Prince knew he most likely wouldn't find a servant to get him some hot water so he troubled his bodyguard, Leo, who's room was opposite Ron's.It was at times like this that Leo desperately wanted to quit his job. He had turned into a personal maid! Since when did an esteemed bodyguard of his calibre run to the kitchen to heat water for the Prince? This was completely degrading!Mind you, these all happened while the King was still searching. And so, the big gruff bodyguard was forced to get hot water for the little Prince. Ron was delighted and promised Leo a raise. He also gave a heartfelt speech, stating his undying love and respect for Leo and also declaring them as best friends for life. Afte
Ron's lungs burned for air and he grabbed Zedekiel's hand, exuding all his strength to free his neck but it was impossible. Zedekiel's hand was immovable. Like a mountain.The Prince screamed in his heart. 'It wasn't a dream!'Zedekiel was furious. He couldn't understand why the masked dancer's scent filled Ron's room. In fact, at that very moment, it was stronger than ever! And with Ron before him, with his nose right near Ron's neck, he knew... he definitely knew that Ron was the masked dancer but he didn't want to believe it.How? How could it be this annoying Prince? How did the Prince know their sacred dance? Just how?But deep down, deep deep down, the question King Zedekiel burned to ask, was, Why did Ron ask to dance with him?He could have asked for any other wish.Why dance? And with him?Zedekiel felt the neck in his hold go limp and he panicked. He quickly released Ron and Ron started to cough violently. He grabbed the sheets and covered his body tightly then scurried to t
But once the thought of harming Ron came to his mind, he remembered the masked dancer. His gentleness and graceful moves when dancing. He remembered when the Prince protecting his sister from the knife. He remembered the beautiful picture of the half naked Prince under the moonlight and the unmistakable tightening in his lower area. He couldn't bear to hurt the Prince. It was only after he had finished fixing the injury that he looked at Ron just to find Ron already staring at him. His heart shuddered. Those bright green eyes, that fair smooth skin, those bright red lips...He sharply averted his gaze. He couldn't understand what was happening. The King knew he needed to sort out his thoughts. That night, Ron didn't get an answer to his questions. After the wound was taken care of, Zedekiel gently placed him on the bed then left the room without a single word. Ron sighed, staring at the door. After what the Queen Mother had told him, he was sure that his family had done something v