Carl and Joshua frowned the second they saw Alec following the king. They walked to him and grabbed his arms, "Why did you let him leave the palace without warning?!" Carl scolded.Alec shrugged, "He's the king. Why should he ask for anyone's permission?" he was starting to get angry at how everyone seemed to want to control Yoongi. All eyes were on him, imprisoning every part of his body. "That's exactly why!" Joshua whispered-shouted, "He's the king! Everyone has to know where he is.""He was with me, alright?" Alec raised an eyebrow, "I'm his personal guard, remember? He doesn't need anyone else to protect him but me.""Bullshit," Carl muttered, "The prime minister and the queen nearly killed us because of your selfishness. Look what they've done to us!" he lifted

Villagers and servants gathered around the arena, dressed in their finest clothing and accompanied by their loved ones for an event that only occurred every three years. The young participants wore armours and showed their fiercest looks to make an impression on the king. They stood on the sandy ground, their heads burning under the scorching sun. Their friends and families joined the spectators and cheered for them from their seats. But the screams and shouts gave place to a thunderous silence when the Mad King made his entrance. The participants stood straight, with their hands joined behind their back, and their heads high.Kenneth walked inside the arena, looking stunning, and yet very intimidating. His golden hair descended majestically on the black velvet jacket and highlighting the patterns embroidered in gold. His crown stood large and elegant over his head, and a silver mask covered his face. It was a tradition fo

Alec walked in the hallways, his steps heavy and loud. His fists were clenched and a ball formed in his throat. He was furious. He was enraged at the king for being naive despite all the things Gwendolyn and her father did to him. But at the same time, it was not just his naivety that was making him that way. Knowing that Kenneth felt the same pleasure he had a few weeks ago with him, with someone else, was driving him mad.Gwendolyn was the queen, Kenneth's wife, and it was only natural for them to make love. But hearing her moan with pleasure and the king groaning, tightened his chest. Earlier in the night, he forced himself to close his eyes and sleep even if it was only for a short moment as he could not tolerate hearing their voices anymore. Alec felt betrayed by the king — and by himself too. How could he feel something for a married man? Let alone a king! Alec h

Swollen red lips, dark hair covering his face, and chest exposed. Alec looked like an angel, as the king thought. He studied his features slowly with his eyes, from the moles on his forehead to his half-opened mouth he wished to kiss again. Alec was sitting on the floor, with his legs stretched and his arms hugging his sword. A smile appeared on Kenneth's face as he watched him and wondered why he did not meet him years earlier.Alec opened his eyes slowly to be welcomed by the vivid and intimidating scar around the king's right eye. He tilted his head and realised Kenneth was crouched down on the floor and looking at him. He arranged his long blond hair in the back, and a few locks escaped and lied comfortably on his shoulders."You are awake," Alec whispered.Kenneth nodded, and the young guard noticed he was not in his nightro

Alec looked for the king, and the servants told him he was taking a bath, so he headed to the bathroom, and the guards opened the door. A wave of steam welcomed him inside as well as a fragrance of fresh roses. Kenneth was sitting in the large tub, his legs under the warm water and his arms on the sides. His eyes were closed, and his long hair untied, letting the blond tips soak in the water. The court ladies filled more buckets with rose water and splashed it slowly around the king. To Alec's displeasure, one of them knelt beside him and started massaging his shoulders. Kenneth let out a groan as her hands rubbed behind his neck, and Alec frowned as he was confused that the king agreed to be touched by someone else. He walked around the tub, and he gulped when he saw rose petals sticking on his neck, his chest, and his shoulders. He could not help but feel his body get warmer, and it was not only because of the steam.  Kenneth was a handsome man. It was difficult not to look a