MESSIAH JORDY’S POVThe soft snores from my little one were like symphonies to my ears. Watching him sleep in his crib had been the best part of my days since he happened. He was so calm and always took my breath away each time I looked at him. He made my heart melt, and I always found myself doubting that I really gave birth to a child as angelic as he is.My gaze drifted to Slauson who was bent over on the crib, staring at my son with a soft smile on his face. I felt a lump in my throat and my eyes stung with tears.I sniffed back my tears and left the room, going downstairs to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. I'd barely brewed it when Slauson showed up at the door."Hey," His voice was a bit drowsy, and a yawn followed it. It made me chuckle."I'm sorry you had to stay up this late. Coffee?""Sure," He walked in and sat on the stool, "And it's no problem at all. You know I love watching Messiah jnr sleep."A warm rush came to my cheeks and I handed him the coffee, "Thank you, Slaus

MESSIAH JORDY'S POVThe house in front of me was in a mad frenzy that for a minute there, I found myself doubting if this was really Zoey and Zachary's house.The blaring music from the speakers could be heard from a thousand miles. Got me wondering why I hadn't picked up the sound sooner than I did. Maybe because I was too engrossed in my thoughts.There were more than hundreds of people here, most of them teenagers, and I barely recognized most of the faces.What's going on? But it was rather obvious what was going on. I just found it a bit hard wrapping my head around it.It was a party, it had to be a pool party, because most, if not all, were dressed in swimsuits and crowded the large swimming pool at Zoey and Zach's house. And those that weren't in the pool were on the front porch, in the garden, the swing, the terrace, everywhere. This was one hell of a party. Whoever was throwing this party did go all out to make it a blast. But why was there a party here? The twins weren't h

KING ARLO'S POVI let go of his shirt and staggered backward, needing to put some distance between us. Every inch of my heart ached from his words. The piercing stares fixated on us weren't helping. I couldn't conceal my agony from them. Luther had hurt me with his words and my agonized look was his trophy.A smirk formed on his face as he saw how speechless I'd gone. Sure, he was feeling like a fucking god right now. Crushing everyone who gave a fuck about Jordy seemed like his sole mission here."You look drained, your highness. You should have a seat, and try to get a grip on your emotions. It's as hard for you as it is for everyone," Luther said in a fake, soliciting tone. As much as I wanted to send him to hell, I didn't. I took a seat, just as he'd requested. He was right. I felt drained all of a sudden. His cruel words had drained me.I reclined on my seat, tuning out their conversation and getting lost in my world of depressing thoughts. His words reverberated in my head. What

MESSIAH JORDY'S POVAn icy silence filled the hall and all gazes were on me. I tore my gaze away from Arlo and glanced at everyone seated in the hall. The familiar and a few unfamiliar faces of the palace council. There were so many questions in their eyes, and they made me oddly aware that I was back home. Back to the irky political mind games. Back to my fake identity, and back to the world where I was obligated to do and say whatever it would take for the safety of my parents. I glanced past them and my gaze fell on Luther's wide orbs. The old man was petrified. He was short of breath and was repeatedly hitting his chest. Deep down, I hoped he had a cardiac arrest and slumped right at my feet.After eavesdropping on his altercation and taunting Arlo a few minutes ago, I thought it was safe to say I knew just who my enemy was. Beta Luther, Father of my ex-best friend, advisor to my Father, and a long-time family friend. The man who groomed us from childhood, and was literally our

MESSIAH JORDY'S POVThe approaching footsteps knocked me out of the fantasy Arlo's arms had lured me into.With the speed of lightning, I bolted away from his grip. My shackled hands got the chains clanking at my abrupt move. I recoiled into the dark side of the cage. Arlo stilled. Not a word, and not a move. His eyes glistened with emotions that got my heart racing rapidly. The silver locks of his hair fell to his face, intensifying his pathetic look.I averted my gaze from him to the gate as the footsteps got closer. Two warriors showed up and they gave a curt bow at Arlo. I didn't get any bows. Right now, I wasn't royalty anymore. And it shouldn't get to me so much, right? But fuck, I was tearing up, I had to look away and blinked repeatedly to keep my tears in check."Your Majesty, I'm afraid, visiting hours are over," One of the warriors said.I gasped and turned around sharply. Arlo's gaze was still on me, and he caught the panic in my eyes. His dark brows arched slightly lik