Queen's King Novels & Stories

The Following day; "I'm glad you're here Carlos. It's been long we've had you here." Queen mother said. "I know mother, but you should tell that to your dear son. He stopped inviting me over." Carlos called her mother because to him, she was his mother. His parents died when he was very young, which left his kingdom without a king. Back then, it was the late king of Devon who helped to run the kingdom with the ministers and chiefs, since he was very close to his parents. So all of that made him see her as his mother and Alexander as his brother.

I really needed it to ask myself to watch out and regain my Sanity cause I really don't know what he's been doing to me lately. "Zenevieva?" The Queen called and smiled sadly. I don't think it's because of me, her eyes have dark circles as if she hasn't been sleeping for days and I know immediately that something is wrong. "The King is dying." She uttered, sending goosebumps all over my body.

It's just the first day here, and I've already made myself one enemy with the negative Vibes around her. I walked silently till I got to the dining room. Rex's gaze was fixed on me immediately as I looked away. My anger is boiling to a point, and I might push it all off with just the slightest provocation from any of them. "Hope you did get along well with the queen ?"Rex's father asked ,oh now I get that she is the queen, and that means she happens to be the king's wife. The king, Must, have a bad taste in choosing partners. I smirk at the thought of it and then turn my gaze back to that of King.

I threw the door of the warehouse open and everyone inside got up pointing guns at me. "What the fuck?". "Where's MJ?", j asked calmly. Alex followed me, he said he didn't want me going alone and it was too dangerous. But I just think he wants to tag along, and I low-key enjoy his company. "That ain't the important thing, the question is, who are you and how dare you barge into our territory!" one of them barked. I scoffed, Dogs. "I'm the Queen, and you have one of my boys, MJ, I want him released as soon as possible", I stated.

he then asks" Are you joking your Highness? why should I the King live with the Queen in the same chamber?" Queen mother Meghan then replies in a straight voice " What's wrong for a newly wedded husband and a wife to live in a one-chamber? It's not like I am asking to live with a mistress?". With anger, Alexander face becomes red like hot chilli. he then said " It's not about wife or mistress its about my choice . Idon't want to be with anyone that't it.

My heart skipped a beat, “And how old is that?” “24,” Alexander said dryly. My heart fell into the pit of my stomach; I was 24. “Typically, when the Queen takes over, the King is also replaced. But, it’s not so simple. The King and his successor must fight. Whoever isn’t dead or whoever doesn’t yield, is the victor.” My eyes snapped up to Alexander, filling with tears of fear. Was he going to die?

Nezeira, looking straight at the Queen, said, “Yes, my father gave me this name.” The King then spoke, “Well, this is my eldest son, the Crown Prince, Constance, and……” He stopped in the middle abruptly noticing that the other chair beside the Queen was empty, which belongs to the second prince. He got visibly irritated and whispered to the Queen, “Where is he?” The Queen, “As usual.” The King quite annoyed said, “How many times have I warned him to be present for occasions like this when convoys from other kingdoms visit. Shameful.”

Finn held his empty arm out to her, and she sidled up to him, letting him hold her against his side. Aidan’s observant eyes met mine, and he tilted his head to the side sharply as he looked at me. “Is that the king?” he said in an almost whisper. “Yes, that’s the king,” Finn said with a chuckle. “King Lukas,” he added. Aidan’s little head gave me a bow, and I smiled and returned the gesture, and his eyes twinkled. “Where’s the queen?” he asked me, his head cocking to the side again.

“So this is the girl who the Goddess has paired with my grandson. Come closer girl, I want to have a good look at you.” The King booms from his chair at the head of the table. The king sits at the head of the table. He is old but not at all frail. He looks sturdy and fit, his body sits rigidly in the chair. His robes are made of plush velvet the color of a bright sapphire. Large jewels glint in the low light adorning his fingers and set in his crown. His eyes are steely and devoid of joy. Seated to his left is the queen. She sits silently. Her face perfectly painted and still. Her expression is a mix of serenity and disinterest. To his right sits my mate. His eyes burning into me.

On the verge of splitting in half, he snatched his laptop in time. These were the queens of the strongest kings in the realm. If the king loses his queen the kingdom will collapse. Motherfucker indeed. ______________