Lahat ng Kabanata ng Traded to the Adom King: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

"Take off your clothes." Melech ordered in a dominant tone. They were back in the King's personal quarters, his crimson eyes locked on the Lavan princess standing before him.Said princess shuddered at Melech's words. She obeyed, her heart pounding inside her chest as she slowly stripped off all of her clothes. She felt unusually vulnerable under Melech's burning gaze, even more so now that she had seen just how strong he was during his fight against Emet.Melech shamelessly looked at Azalia's exposed body once she was fully naked. He appreciatively hummed at the sight, the King licking his lips before speaking out in a deep husky voice: "Get on the bed."Azalia felt her belly flutter at the amount of dominance Melech's tone held. She usually wasn't one to obey people but did so without any complaints this time, the black silky sheets feeling soft against her naked skin.It didn't change the fact that she was nervous. She had promised Melech she would do anything he wanted, but the wa

Melech brutally pushed open the massive doors of the council room. A loud thump resonated in the room as it collided with the wall, the abrupt sound causing all eyes to turn toward the King.The High Council had been about to start an assembly but all thoughts of politics were now long forgotten, fear instantly surging inside them at the look of utter rage on Melech's face. They stiffened under Melech's murderous gaze, all of them anxiously waiting for the Adom King to speak out."Nahash." Melech loudly growled. His crimson eyes glared at the counsellor and Nahash flinched in response, his whole body tensing up. He saw Azalia right behind the King and so quickly understood what was happening. Still, he refused to submit, the scarred man instead defiantly holding Melech's gaze."Yes?"Melech saw red. Nahash had always been one of his less obedient counsellors. He was a proud man who didn't like being ordered around, and who instead took pleasure in making people submit to him. He was c

Azalia barely saw Melech the few days that followed. It seemed like the Adom King was incredibly busy at the moment. There had been two more cases of people being found dead in the Adom Kingdom, another Yarok woman and a Kesef man this time, which was really worrying. There also was the fact that Azalia and Melech's marriage ceremony was getting closer, and Melech had to appease any tension born from his decision to marry the Lavan princess. Azalia didn't mind the temporary peace. She spent most of her days by Emet's side, watching over her friend, with Amos and sometimes Onan accompanying her. The Adom general had also been charged by Melech with protecting her, something Azalia didn't feel upset about since she quite enjoyed Onan's company. She also spent a fair amount of time in the library, educating herself about all kinds of things that could be helpful to know once she became queen of the Adom Kingdom. And, when she wasn't in the infirmary or in the library, Azalia usually st

The only thing that could be heard in the library was silence, as well as the quiet sound of pages being turned. Azalia and Amos were the only ones here. The immense library of the Adom Kingdom, which was filled with endless shelves full of books, was close to empty at this time of the day. Azalia had wanted to go there in order to change her mind, thus forcing Amos to accompany her. But, as her blue eyes travelled on the pages of the book in her hands, it wasn't on reading that her mind was focused... When Azalia had woken up this morning, Melech hadn't been by her side anymore. The Lavan princess had felt a sting of deception ache inside her chest at the realisation, but had tried to pay it no mind. Just because Melech had acted differently yesterday didn't mean everything would suddenly change between them. Still, Azalia had thought they had gotten closer after last night. They had both been here for the other in a rare moment of vulnerability, which had to mean something. Azali

Tzilla didn't have enough time to get out of the way of Nahash's sword. She let out a loud scream as the blade met her skin, the attack opening a long gash across her back. "Tzilla!" Azalia watched with horror as the Adom woman collapsed on the floor. She immediately ran to her side, the Lavan princess dropping to her knees so that she could cradle Tzilla's face with trembling hands. She was still alive, but her face was sickly pale and her eyes tightly shut. She was moaning in unbearable pain, and Azalia knew it was only a matter of time before she would fall unconscious then die from her injury. "Why would you kill her?!" She felt intense anger take over her as she looked at Nahash. "She's one of your own!" She was letting her emotions get the best of her, rage and fear and despair quickly overwhelming her. "She got in my way." Nahash told her with a viscous sneer. "That's what happens to people who get in my way." He looked terrifying with blood covering his face and some slither