Ch 7: Enemies at the door

[Note: Elmahnean means Moon Elves people. Filuna Means 'Daughter of the Moon". Eladrin is a joint court that rules the whole elven race. Three high-class elf races formed it jointly.]

After enjoying all the girls and devouring their heavenly taste throughout the whole night over, again and again, he became tired and eventually passed out in the end.

Bang! Bang!

Someone was banging the door loudly as if he/she was about to smash it down any second. Azalias woke up frightened, believing that he was again in his own home, and he became very irritated, "Who the fuck is there? What do you want this early morning?"

"Crown prince!" A worried creased voice shouted from outside, and then instantly it decreased in volumes and said in an apologized tone, "Apologies, your highness. But there is bad news."

"Crown prince?" Azalias raised both eyebrows in a daze, not believing what he just heard. Someone was pranking him in the morning? Who the fuck had such guts! He stood up with anger and strode to the door, and would definitely give a lesson to this guy who was making fun of him.

"Fuck! Why the door is not here?" Azalias heaved a sigh of helplessness as he made the same mistake as last night. But he thought that he had just mistaken the direction in the slumberous state.

"Your highness, please hurry up. We need to go now." The man from outside sounded very concerned and impatient.

"Who the hell are you?" Azalias opened the door and snapped out at the face of the man.

An eye-catching handsome elven young man was standing in front of the door with a worried creased face. He was around 190 cm, around 3-4 inches taller than Azalias.

"Fuck! It's an elf! Why is an elf here?" He looked at the elven young man in a dumbfounded state and blurted out, and the elven young man also stared at him in the same way. He was also feeling goosebumps all over his body and never thought that, firstly, the crown prince would not recognize him after being his assistant for the last hundred years. And then he would say something in a gibberish foreign language.

After being dumbfounded for a while, the strikingly handsome elven young man immediately knelt and shouted his greetings, "Avery pays his respect to the crown prince!"

He was startled by the action of Avery. He screamed in his heart, 'Fuck! I am still in the dream! I have to wake up soon. Otherwise, something bad might happen again.'

"Rise, tell me what happened? You must have a reason to disturb my pleasurable slumber, right?" He managed to speak with a little bit of an angry and displeased expression, showing Avery that he was very annoyed by his intrusion. But he was panicking in his heart, 'Am I still dreaming or have died in the outside world and transmigrated into this fantasy world like those novels? Fuck! I have to find out soon.'

"Your Highness! The eldest first prince, the third prince, and the youngest sixth prince are approaching here along with the Eladrin's Southern Hall law enforcement team and The Elmahnean royal guards." Avery stood up and spoke anxiously. Panic was clearly visible in his eyes.

"Is that all? You have disturbed my sleep for this measly matter?" Azalias knitted his brows and shouted furiously.

He thought himself, 'The Elmahnean royal guards? What the fuck is The Elmahnean? I know dreams take over one's hidden thoughts into the dream realm often. But I never thought or heard of the Elmahnean word ever. How did this gibberish word come here? Oh, this whole damn dream thing is gibberish itself...ahh! It justifies!' He paused and panicked again, 'Or what if is this not a dream but really I have transmigrated?"

"Eh? Your highness, You should already know why they are coming for you." Avery scratched his head restlessly and looked over the shoulder of the young man. He caught the sight of the naked captive elven princess in the bed who was sleeping soundly from exhaustion.

She was sleeping like a dead log that she didn't even wake up from the earlier deafening banging at the door.

"No, I don't. Why the fuck would I be afraid of them if I am the crown prince?" Azalias spoke with annoyance and wanted the things to disclose before him soon. He looked behind and grinned at his luck, "Don't waste my time. I have a beauty in wait."

He was captivated so much by the princess's bewitching body and charm that he didn't even notice the other two elven girls weren't present in the room. But actually, he was not thinking about the girls in his heart. He was thinking, 'First, I have to dispatch this man quickly. And then I have to find an opportunity to escape this place. If that girl is really an elven princess, and I am a goblin. And on top of that, if this is a real-world, then I am in a dog shit bad luck."

"Eh... Your highness, you might have forgotten that you slept with the Elmahnean princess, Filuna? You should be aware that being the only goblin in this whole world, who almost looks like all of us, puts you into everyone's target." Avery had become frightened seeing the young man's mischievous smirk and careless behavior. Elves were already pale-skinned creatures, but he became paler from the fright.

He thought to himself, 'Did his highness hit his head somewhere and forget who the hell Filuna is? She is a devilish thorn, a sinful temptation to every man. Yet, no one ever dares to look at her with malicious intentions because of the young chief of Eladrin. But his highness slept with her and didn't care that she is the next concubine the young chief will take on nor cared the fact that he is a goblin. What is happening!'

"What if she is a princess! She is in my room now, sleeping on my bed! Now you go. I will be coming down in a while." Azalias spat arrogantly as if the realization had broadened his chest that some princess was lying naked in his bed and pushed Avery toward the stairs.

"Your highness, did you forget..."

"Oh! Your highness was residing here last night? And here I was searching for you in the whole city but haven't expected to find you here!" A cheerful voice interrupted Avery, which came out from the stairs. It sounded like a close friend who suddenly met him after a long time.