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I folded my arms, trying to steady myself, heart hammering as his eyes flicked toward me just as the guard stepped back. “Ma’am, let’s go. The boss has arrived,” the guard said, calm but firm. My knees trembled as I lifted my gaze. “Who… who is he? Is he…?” I whispered, dread coiling tight in my chest, when suddenly his height felt strangely familiar. “Yes, ma’am. Mr. Evan Grant, our king,” the guard replied. WHAT! This is the evil I’ve been defying? Slowly, I turned toward the car he had stepped out of, the same black shade and model that had vanished into the darkness that night.

Silence fell hard between us. “Okay?” he repeated, his voice sharp now. “That’s all you have to say?” I finally looked at him. One thing I had learned very quickly about the king was this, he didn’t love me. What he loved was control. Power. Devotion. Women kneeling at his feet, worshipping him like he was some kind of god. And I ruined that fantasy the moment I didn’t care. Every woman before me had wanted him. Needed him. Built their entire identity around being chosen by him.

"Good night, Your Majesty," Yifa humbly conveyed as she gracefully bowed. The King lay in bed, safe and secure, much like a cherished child. Yifa had diligently ensured he consumed all his medicine and could rest comfortably unaided. Returning the gesture, King Benedict replied, "Good night to you as well." He secretly hoped for her presence again tomorrow, as he had many more fascinating stories he wished to share. In a way, he recognized that he was using Yifa for his own benefit, much like a doting father leveraging her attentive ear. The joy of speaking about his passions and interests brought him a sense of happiness and liberation.

"But my dear, perhaps the king's actions were driven by a need to protect you. Love can manifest in ways unknown to us. Perhaps he only denied his feelings to safeguard your well-being. The king's love for you can't be a pretense, that's one thing I need you to accept. The king cares about you and he loves you. Maybe he never said it to you, but whatever makes the king compliment you... He's indirectly saying he adores you and you need to start to understand the king's way of doing things." Melina raised a skeptical gaze, her voice quivering with hurt. "Cleo, if the king truly loved me, he would not have denied me in the presence of the elders, even though if he was trying to protect me. Oh

His eyes looked lost though, like it has witnessed a lot of pain and sorrow but she was beautiful even though His Highness didn't want to admit it. The door to his chamber opened suddenly and his eunuch rushed in looking slightly annoyed even though he was trying to mask the expression from the king. The man was old enough to know the rules and traditions of the palace because he was an eunuch of the former king too and the man looked annoyed, then the king's visitor was an annoying company. “ Your Majesty, Consort Meisi is demanding an audience.” The old man announced keeping his voice neutral. His eyes landed on the broken shards of teacup the king threw away earlier and he quickly signale

The King moans and it sends between my thighs pooling with my liquids, soaking my undergarments. I was flattered that I could please my King like this and how much he really enjoys doing it with me. I enjoyed it too, I really enjoyed his mouth over my privates. A feeling I've never even felt by myself! I wondered if he was the same way to Madam Hunnie. She seems very controlling, but I can't understand her frustration. She rejected him and he marked me! But...what if my Nymph ability to please men by smelling like their deepest desires is what happened to The King. Maybe I smelled like Hunnie to him that night, making him really want to mate with me?

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.

So I figured rather than make the next forty minutes true misery for both of us, it was best I just listened to what she had to say. "I'm listening." "I am friends with the king, you know. I could tell him to give us an invite that never expires. So we never have to outstay our welcome." I tilted my head to see Sophia. Her eyes had that beautiful glow. Now that I looked at it. She had his eyes. Dark, yet interesting. Despite keeping both my children in the dark about their father, they had somehow found their way back to him. It felt cruel having to be secretive to these two creatures that I loved very much. But what was I supposed to do?

"My prince! We are here with your bride; Ashley Oscar," one of the eunuchs announced. "Let her in!" a cold voice ordered with authority. The door opened and closed almost immediately as the eunuchs took their leave. Right inside the room, I felt the strong aura I had felt while I was with the king. Although it wasn't as intense as the king's, it was strong enough to make me shrink. My head remained bowed as I waited for my fate.

Charlotte went straight to the clinic when she arrived in the city. The doctor in the clinic was a friend of her father, whom she called Uncle Sam. Uncle Sam was born after the Dark Ages, and he learned his medical skills in the military school. However, in this era, doctors were not respected as they were a hundred years ago. A person who comes from a military school but stays in a safe zone instead of going to the battlefield, even if they are saving lives, is still an unpopular behavior.