Gwendolyn was still mad at the king. She couldn't understand what was wrong with him as she had tried everything to make him desire her and bed her as he should.Kenneth wasn't fulfilling his duty as a king, and it was causing problems at the royal court. There were talks everywhere around the palace, about the king who was failing to produce an heir to his throne. It was a disadvantage to him and the queen, but it was a good thing for the prime minister who was thinking of presenting himself as a reagent in case his daughter doesn't give birth to a prince or a princess. In both cases, it would be a success for him as he will have more access to power.Gwendolyn was frowning at the king as he was eating his breakfast peacefully. He didn't look bothered by his lack of masculinity or worried about losing his position. The maids brought his favourite soup and he dr

Kenneth stood up and paid his respects to his parents for the last time. He turned around and found Alec looking at him with confusion. He knew what he was thinking about; why is the Mad King acting so calm when he's usually chaos?He knew what Alec had in mind, but he was so tired that he couldn't even pronounce a word. People had always known him as the dangerous king no one should approach, and he got used to it by now. It was no use explaining everything to them.Kenneth took the crown from Alec's hands and put it back on his head. He walked away from the cemetery, and the guard followed him.Alec pressed his lips tight as he tried not to disturb the silence. Kenneth was walking gently, with his hands behind his back, and he wondered where his calmness was from.They walked

The king felt like the entire world crumbled before him. His eyes rested on the shattered soup bowl, and his fists clenched. His breathing got heavier and louder, and his body got warmer. He walked in the middle of the room clumsily, stumbling on objects and throwing everything that got in his way. Kenneth sat on his bed and looked around, his mind travelled elsewhere, while his eyes focused on the dinner tray. The same silver platter he had seen every day and night, the same ceramic bowl he had been drinking from for years. "Poison..." he whispered as he shook his head slightly, "It had been poison all this time." he nodded and gulped as he took a long breath. Alec pressed his lips nervously and walked toward him. He hesitated for a moment before he knelt before him. "No wonder you were addicted to it," he spoke with a calm v

Alec guided Kenneth to the dining room where he was welcomed with a table full of pastries and savoury dishes. Theodore woke up early in the morning to head to the local village market to get the best ingredients to make a feast for the king. He showed off his cooking talent and made sure to look after every single detail for the breakfast to be perfect for his important guest.The king was so surprised that his eyes widened. He stopped for a moment to take a look at the table before he sat down. His breakfast in the other castle was always the same for years; bread, puffs, wine, and the famous soup — the poisoned one. He didn't waste time and started eating. He hummed after he tasted a pastry as the sweet custard cream brushed his lips and the softness of the puff pastry melted in his tongue. Alec watched Kenneth with a smile as he had never seen him enjoy his food since he stepped inside the palace. It was a refreshing view. The king's face was starting t

Almost two weeks have passed since their arrival at the abandoned castle. Kenneth was doing better. His nightmares lessened as well as his bad temper. Alec was now sure it was because of the poison. People around the kingdom misjudged their king, even him. He wasn't the heartless man everyone thought he was. He wasn't the Mad King. Kenneth participated more in conversations now. It was only a short time since they left the main castle, but it looked like he loved Lady Monica's company, as well as her son Ferdinand, and his very good friend Theodore.Alec loved to see him talk about archery with Ferdinand or watch Theodore cook their dinner. A smile appeared on his face from time to time, and he found himself melting for him. He didn't like to show it a lot, but he started to grow very fond of Kenneth. Even more lately. The king got the best out of himself during their stay at this castle and Alec could not be more surprised by the