After his warm soak in the healing pool, Prince Ron stepped out feeling lighter and more energized. Not just by the bath, but also the anticipation of the awesome romantic date he was going to have with his beloved. He could clearly remember then, he had to strategically plan dates to get some alone time with his beloved. But now, his beloved was the one planning dates to be alone with him! What a beautiful turn of events!Prince Ron chuckled, rubbing his swollen tummy as he thought to himself. He would certainly teach their kids the art of romance and how to chase and successfully catch their future partners. Look at him! He was able to snag an extremely handsome Elf King and even get pregnant for him. Never in his life did he think things would turn out this way. He had always thought that Rose would marry and leave him while his father would force him to marry a princess of another kingdom. Now though, even if his father finds out about his life in Netheridge, there was nothing h
Prince Ron became excited. He couldn't believe it. His beloved had really planned a date! How romantic. He used to think his beloved wasn't really a romantic person but look at the gifts. A gorgeous set of robes and shoes, a large bouquet of roses, a beautiful shiny crown and a love letter! Even a love letter! Could he really wait until he gets in the carriage to read it? A little sneak wouldn't hurt right? He stepped forward to check out the gifts and as if the Queen Mother could read his mind, she quickly held him back. "Hold on dear. You should wash up and get some food in you. I'm sure the young ones are starving.” She then steered him in the direction of the bathroom. “I've already asked the kitchen to prepare three servings each of all your favourite dishes." Considering the way Prince Ron had been eating for the past few days. She was sure he could eat it all. It was a good thing for it meant the babies were healthy. Elfin babies were unique. They eat a lot and draw energy f
Just as he was contemplating dragging himself upright, a voice startled him from the shadows.“Oh my, you’re finally awake."Prince Ron jumped, eyes widening in alarm as his head whipped around toward the voice.The Queen Mother chuckled lightly from her seat across the room, elegantly closing the book she’d been reading and placing it on a small table beside her. “No need to look so frightened, dear. I didn’t mean to startle you.” She rose gracefully to her feet and moved toward the window.“You’ve been asleep for half a day,” she added with a knowing smile, pulling the curtains open. Her son was quite sharp and vigorous. She thought her son would be slow as usual and not touch Prince Ron because of the babies but she was very happy to hear Prince Ron’s muffled screams as she passed by their room last night. It was good. When she was pregnant with Zedekiel, her husband used to do the same. In fact, they went at it like rabbits.In fact, if Zedekiel hadn't taken any action, she would
Prince Ron’s wide emerald eyes stared up at him, sparkling like gems, their depths filled with warmth and something tender that made Zedekiel’s chest tighten. Though most of Ron’s body was hidden beneath the sheets, his bare shoulders and arms were exposed—his creamy skin glowing faintly in the low light. The soft curves of his body, the elegant line of his neck, and the delicate rise of his chest all seemed to beckon to Zedekiel like a whisper in the dark.The sheet curved gently over Ron’s swollen belly, drawing Zedekiel’s attention and his gaze lingered there. That swell, those lives nestled safely within Ron elicited a warm, possessive glow that spread through Zedekiel’s chest. He couldn’t stop the small, satisfied smile that tugged at his lips. His little husband, the kids inside him. They were all his. Prince Ron flushed under his beloved's heated stare for his body was betraying him. The way his beloved stared at him, like he wanted to eat him up made heat flare beneath his s
He then gently raised Ron’s legs over his shoulders, settling himself in between those soft creamy thighs. Prince Ron went beet red. He was splayed wide open before his beloved, his pretty pink drenched hole on full display and the vulnerable position made him feel hot all over. It wasn't the first time he was laid bare before his beloved but he couldn't help but feel so shy. He tried to retract his legs but Zedekiel held them firm then bent low, planting kisses on his forehead, his eyes, cheeks, and nose before whispering seductively in his ear; “I want you love. I want to sink every single rigid inch of myself deep inside you.” And Prince Ron melted even more in his beloved's arms. When did his beloved become so bold? He wanted to shout, ‘then what are you waiting for?! Hurry and put it in!’ Zedekiel couldn't help but laugh. It seemed like his little husband still didn't know how to properly project his thoughts. But it didn't matter. He loved hearing Ron’s thoughts anyway. Jus
Every official, servant, and guard froze as if time itself had stopped. Their King—clad in black and silver robes that rippled with power, violet eyes sharp as blades—strode forward with the quiet authority of a god. His steps echoed through the grand hall, each one resonating like thunder in the stunned silence and no one dared to breathe too loudly.They wondered, what was their King going to do? Was he angry that they were all gathered there, listening to the human Prince's story of how they met? Were they they ones in trouble or was it the human Prince? But then, their King would not do anything to the human Prince right? After all, the human Prince was carrying his babies. Prince Ron stood at the center of it all, bathed in soft afternoon light that filtered through the tall stained-glass windows. While everyone was busy feeling terrified, he was busy grinning from ear to ear for he could directly feel what his beloved was feeling and what his beloved was feeling was love. Pure