Elena’s PovAfter Brad stepped out of my house, I slammed the door shut and turned around, only to fall into Oswin's wide-open arms."Wha—... hmm." My words were swallowed by the elf king's skillful lips as those soft pairs roaming on mine.The kiss went on for quite some time as none of us cared to take a break, spending every second savoring each other's lips to our hearts' content. It wasn't until I ran out of breath. So, I tapped his chest gently as a signal. Only then did the elf king let our lips go free.“Not that I complain because I love it. But what’s with the surprise kiss?” I asked. "Your reward," he murmured, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear.“My reward?” I asked with a frown. “You looked so cool when kicking that peacock out and defending me like that. I'm falling harder for you now," said Oswin, before leaning down to place a soft peck on my lips. His eyes locked with mine, a satisfied smile playing on his face.I blushed at the flattery. The heat ling
Third Person’s Pov"Seriously? You chose him over me?" Brad turned to Elena and asked."Well—""Of course, she chooses me over you. Everything about me is of top quality compared to you," said Oswin, cutting Elena off and sitting bolt upright as if to compete with Brad to show off who was taller. Physically. "Oh, yeah?" Brad smirked, showing no sign of being intimidated or backed down. "Give me an example of your top qualities because if people look closely, just the outside appearance alone, you're already pale in comparison. Look at my clothes. These are all designer clothes and limited editions," he said, eying Oswin up and down. "As for you, tsk... are those pieces even worth being called 'clothes'?"Oswin slammed the table with a loud bang; his ears turned red in exasperation. "These are just temporary clothes. I'll have you know that all of my garments are made of silk, the finest quality in Aldous. The silkworms used for extraction are all magically bred under high care that n
Third Person’s PovRosalina clung to Garry and hugged him tightly as if her life depended on it. Her petite body trembled against the general’s broad chest in fear; her voice quivered. "W-what just happened?" she asked with a muffled voice. Her eyes were closed and her face was buried in Garry’s chest. From the sound of the blast and the horses' panic states, she knew something was up. But she was too scared to look up."Shh... it's okay, my love. I'm here. No one can hurt you. I promise." Garry consoled his princess-turn-lover, running his hand down the shivering back soothingly. He hoped his warmth could help take away the fear in her."My love?" sneered the intruder who caused the fireball, showing no intention to hide his disgust. "How dare you call a royal by that, Garry? Have you forgotten that you are just a general? Or should I say... a mere dog? In case you forget, let me remind you. Princess Rosalina is your master.""King Judas, I believe how I address the person I love is
THIRD PERSON’s PovAs the sun went lower from the sky, casting a tint orange hue on the horizon, Garry and Rosalina returned from the training ground. They rode side by side, guiding their horses back to the quiet stable—just the two of them, with no one else in sight. It looked as if the place wanted to give them some privacy."Let me take your horse, Princess Rosalina," said Garry as he swung down from his giant black stallion, the reins gathered loosely in one hand. His other free hand reached out toward Rosalina’s white mare, ready to guide her gently to the ground.Rosalina shook her head with a smile before mounting off on her own. She then proceeded to stand next to Garry. "It's okay. I want to take care of him myself," she said, referring to her white horse. She took steps forward, intentionally brushing her shoulder against Garry's as she walked past him to the inside of the stable, leaving the latter's heart pulsating at the slight touch. Not to mention the enchanting smile t
THIRD PERSON’s Pov"Where is Rosalina?" asked Judas in a tone that depicted arrogance and patronization. He was standing with one foot in front of another—weighing more on the left— and folding his hands across his broad chest. His eyes staring straight at the owner of the castle he was residing in, showing not a slight fear or respect of the host the way the guest should have had. Chester's eyebrows twitched repeatedly, showing how annoyed he was at the whole situation, yet he had to suppress himself from kicking The Baltras king out of the hall. "King Judas, in case you've forgotten, my name is Chester, not Rosalina," replied Chester through gritted teeth, trying his best to be calm."Yeah, I know who you are. Why are you introducing yourself to me?" asked Judas with a confused face. "My point is, we are two different people. How do you expect me to know where my brother is?" Chester sighed, wondering how someone this dumb managed to become king. Maybe the crown came with instructi
THIRD PERSON’s POVThe morning exercise on the bed between the elf king and the human took a wilder turn than they had expected, making them both end up all sweaty and sticky since the early start of the day, losing count of the rounds they had been through. They even had to call the restaurant for a day off since neither desired to leave their sweet bed.However, there was always an end to things."I think my wrists are red under the knot, but I can't really feel them because they already go numb," said Oswin, craning his neck up to look at his tied hands. "Are you complaining?" Elena asked, throwing him a playful glare. "Not really." He shrugged. "I can go a few more rounds if you still have the energy to do so." "Oh, please," Elena rolled her eyes. "That's enough for now. I don't want to look like I'm bullying you." She untied Oswin's hand and gave the rosy lips one noisy smooch to seal the deal. "By the way, thank you so much, your highness. I hope this human has done her job we