All Chapters of Becoming the Elf King's bride: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

The blades caught him full force, tearing at his skin and clothing, sending him crashing to the ground. He landed hard on his back, the wind knocked out of him. He struggled to catch his breath as he coughed out blood. His entire body was burning but it was nothing compared to the ache in his heart. The regret, guilt, and shame.He had been thinking of Ral since the day he broke up with him. He missed him so much and he wanted him back. After much thinking, he had decided to find him and apologise. He wanted to get back together with him but when he saw him with Fredrick, he lost his mind. He couldn’t stand it. He thought everything Ral had said to him were lies. He thought Ral had played with his feelings.But all along…. He was the one misunderstanding.He laid there, helpless and battered, unable to move or defend himself. He didn't even try. The pain was nothing compared to the weight of his guilt, the crushing burden of knowing what he had done. He closed his eyes, feeling the te

Zedekiel wanted to take out the pin from his hair which was a gift Ron had given him the day he was kidnapped but then, he realised that the pin would not work for Ron only had it for a short while. It wasn’t even up to a day. Just when he was thinking he’d have to go back and get something, he suddenly remembered that he had an object that might work. He quickly fished out a tiny bell from an opening in his belt.“Will this work?” He asked, holding up the bell for Alaric to see.Prince Ludiciel's eyes narrowed as he furrowed his brow, his mind racing to recall the exact memory that was tantalizingly out of reach. “I think I’ve seen that before…”“I found it after the masked dancer ran away during the talent show.” Zedekiel said, a small smile gracing his lips as he recalled the night he found the bell. The thought that Prince Ron was the masked dancer never crossed his mind until he traced the scent back to his room. Then, he was quite angry and confused after knowing the truth but n

Prince Ron was jolted awake by the sound of hurried footsteps and raised voices. Groggy from sleep, he attempted to sit up but found himself weak and unable to muster the strength, causing him to slump back onto the bed. His vision was foggy and a sense of unease crept over him—why did he feel so depleted when he hadn't exerted himself?He gasped. Did Frederick discover his hidden stash of food and drug him? If so, what kind of drug could it be? Dread gripped him as he feared the worst. It couldn't be an aphrodisiac, could it? He would bite the lunatic to death before he allowed anything to happen between them.“You’re awake.” He heard a very familiar voice say and his heart leaped into his throat as he turned to see the one person he had yearned for deeply. His vision wasn’t clear yet but he could still make out his beloved standing there in his regal dark robes and his flowing silver hair framing his handsome face.“Your Majesty!” he exclaimed, trying to get up so he could hug his b

A blinding flash of light appeared, almost blinding everyone and from it emerged a majestic Elf, dressed in striking black and gold robes. His silver hair flowed behind him like a banner, and his violet coloured eyes were sharp and deadly. He carried his sword of ice, the blade shimmering with a cold, ethereal glow.Fredrick began to tremble. The sight of Zedekiel stepping out of the array sent shivers down his spine. The Elf King's commanding presence and the lethal glint in his violet eyes pierced through Fredrick's bravado. His heart pounded in his chest, fear creeping into every corner of his being. He felt like rolling into a ball and burying himself deep underground where no one would find him."Y-You.....how?" He stuttered, eyes wide with fear. "You're not supposed to be here. You're not supposed to find us so soon."But Zedekiel didn't care for Fredrick just yet. He gazed at Prince Ron feeling relieved. Finally. Finally, he found him.Zedekiel took a step towards Prince Ron bu

"B-But-""I'm truly fine." Zedekiel insisted, his heart warming at the sight of Prince Ron being so concerned. "Look."He took off the tattered robe and Prince Ron watched in awe as the wounds healed up quickly. His beloved's skin returned to it's original state. The only thing left was the blood but that was not an issue.Prince Ron let out a sigh of relief. He then remembered something and punched his beloved on the arm. "What took you so long to find me? Do you know how lonely I was?" He turned around and folded his arms, sulking like a wronged wife. "You left me with a maniac who starved me and choked me. I am very angry. No amount of sweet things you say will make me forgive you."Some of the Darklings climbed over the frozen ones, trying to get to Zedekiel and Prince Ron."Will you guys stop attacking for a moment?!" Prince Ron shouted at the Darklings, clearly annoyed.Dumbfounded, the Darkling paused with their swords raised, not knowing what to do."Jeez, you guys can't even