Getting To Know You King And I Novels & Stories

Victoria didn't know what to say. First, she didn't know who the person was talking with her and second how did she know about her and Alexander? This person was saying that she should always be with Alexander but how he always ignored her and gave her the cold shoulder. After meeting him she knew one thing that is King Alexander Knight doesn't give a dam about any girls. he is just interested in his kingdom and killing, and torturing people. She then asked," Who are you? You seem to be close to his royal highness?".

He'd listen attentively, his expression neutral. Despite the time we spent together, I realized I knew very little about the King. He never revealed anything about his life, past, or thoughts. He was guarded, constantly watching me to see if I was someone he could trust. All I knew about him were bits and pieces of gossip and rumors.

"I'll head home now, don't try to stop me. Have fun here, your excellency." "Let's go home," says the king, and the queen could not determine if it was ‘Viishaun’ or ‘Shaun’ she yearned for. "My lord, are you leaving already?" says the first son of the Silvestre's ducal. "Won't you stay a little and meet new acquaintances?" Aileen peeks at the guy who interrupts them from leaving. The guy was smitten by the beautiful queen. "My lady, are you acquainted with the king? If not, may I have a dance with you?"

She was so surprised that the king already knew about the very day already, one she had never revealed to him. Her brows furrowed involuntarily, and she asked, her voice tinged with astonishment, "May I inquire as to how you obtained knowledge of my birthdate? I do not recall sharing that information with you, as it was never my intention to do so. Therefore, I am curious as to how this knowledge came to your attention. Would you kindly explain?" The king's lips curled into a playful smile, a hint of mischief in his eyes as he gently patted Melina's cheek. "Ah, Melina, I have my sources. Rest assured, there is no need for you to worry yourself over this matter," he responded enigmatically.

Win quietly drove me to another private residence of His Majesty and when we arrived there, I buttoned my coat and glanced at the beautiful building before following the man inside. To be honest, I was not nervous at all. All I care about is how Kieran will take it. This is the only thing that is bothering me. When the doors opened, I found the king sitting on the sofa, having tea while he read something on the ipad. This man is really majestic, just like his title. Now I get from where Noah and Kieran got their confidence. Upon hearing the sound, his eyes landed on me. At first, he was smiling and then I saw it, the flicker of recognition, confusion, then sheer disbelief.

"I overheard the other girls talk about it in the hallway, I got the recap of it." "Help a girl out?" She asked. "He has three younger brothers and one sister," I said to her. "The current King's name is Carrick, his wife's name is Mayela." "Yeah, that seems like the important parts." She looked out of the window for a few seconds. "The guy's name is Sebastian right?" I started laughing. "Yeah." I answered. A few tables over I heard the redheaded girl sigh loudly, clearly annoyed by our ignorance. Tessa seemed to notice it too and raised her cup of coffee.

All she knew was that his face was the first one from the past she could recall after waking up from those hazy dreams. It was the first time it had happened and in excitement she wanted to get close and become friends with him. It was because of him she had stayed here even though she wanted to quit badly, she even agreed to go out with him just to have a chance to recover her memory. Unfortunately, she hadn’t recalled anything useful since then and recently it was hard to see Luke, her boyfriend and…the CEO of this company.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The King took her hand in his, pressing a kiss to the back of her hair. "There's no need for all of these formalities, Kendra. My name is Kenzo, and soon you'll be officially recongized as my mate, so that is what you should call me."

"Yes, Your Majesty?" He took a sip of his tea, then looked at me thoughtfully. "I wanted to know more about you." His words made my heart flutter. I was confused and flattered at the same time. How could a king as majestic as him want to know someone as low as me? But even so, I tried to maintain my composure and answered. "I am just a simple palace maid, Your Majesty. There is not much to tell." "Sometimes, simplicity holds the most beauty," he replied, a gentle smile playing on his lips. A smile so different that it almost scares but excites me at the same time. What was that about?

I clench my fist as I will myself to stay quiet, knowing that pretty soon, Karma will be coming to claim the King's ass, and I'll be the one looking down on him. After a couple of hours of travelling in the limo, we arrive at what I can only describe as a castle; it's enormous. The King gets out of the car, not bothering to help his wife, she slides out next, and I follow behind with my eyes still glued to the floor, like a good little pet.