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This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

she shouted; the king turned to look at her but then moved forward again. Zasembo moved forward to try and stop her father and when Ntsika saw this he moved forward too to try and stop Zasembo. The water got to the gate and stopped right in front of the king. The king was looking right at it then something happened to him, he started seeing his life play right before his eyes like he was watching tv.

Amira stood there, her lips parted as though she wanted to protest further, but no sound came out. Her reaction might have been pitiful if it weren’t so satisfying. Knox, who had been watching the exchange with an amused expression, stepped forward. His gray eyes flicked to Amira briefly, and for a moment, I thought I saw a smirk tug at the corner of his lips. Amira turned to him, her frustration boiling over. “You can’t seriously be entertaining this, Knox. She’s not even worth your time. She’ll—” Knox raised a hand, cutting her off. His tone was calm but firm. “The king has given his orders.”

9 YEARS OLD KANDACE VISITS "You think I care about that," Father snaps into his phone as he talks to one of his allies. I have only been half listening to his argument for the past twenty minutes. I have been too focused on my new cage. It's taller than the last one. I can sit up straight in it. My back doesn't have to curve down. The silver of the bars looks new and super shiny. "I will fucking kill you! That land was once my families. I have proof! The Kincaids are descendants of the last King! I am owed what was ours," Father shouts and I flinch a little as his voice activates my defenses.

She raises her eyes, feeling a third child hugging her awkwardly, with their small arms that only encircle her waist. Rhea gives a smile, trying to fit the four children into her arms. “Sorry about that… are these little brats bothering you?” The girl says with a regretful sigh, putting her hands on her waist, “Come on, kids… You can't hug her like that, she's our King's Luna.” Upon hearing the mention of the King, the children flinch, shrugging their shoulders and bowing their heads, losing their silly smiles and bright eyes. This reaction causes a sudden discomfort in Rhea's chest, which twists, aches and hammers.

Because this is what is worshiped by Basileus Bahari, the king of the Ilioque Realm. But their black magic was still not enough to defeat the South Acsese Mizrasic Sea-Eoburos Kingdom. Because this kingdom is blessed and chosen by 'Omnipotens Deus'. So they're the most powerful and rich kingdom in the ocean world. The Ilioque Realm is near 'Kilianata Valley', it is a world of immortals. Its major city is the Ottonem Nunneapia Nation'.

It has been a month since we left the council and let’s just say we’ve never been happier. We no longer have to worry about them. I’m currently making dinner. We are having Kimberley over. I haven’t seen her in a month. Oh yeah, we’re still living in the woods. Tylor visits the kingdom sometimes to deal with his duties. “She’s here,” my mate informs me and exit the kitchen to go meet her she looked good I hug her and she hugs me back “I missed you,” “me too, “I say, pulling her into another hug I lead her to the kitchen and she greets her king before taking a seat at the table Dinner flew by as we ate and talked; they praised my cooking. Meatballs and pasta were among the dishes I prepared.

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.

Another shared look. Okay, that's it. “Can you both stop doing that!” They flinch at the sudden volume of my voice, even I am surprised at the way I shouted. “Apologies again, Queen. King Landon traveled away for a pack business and will be back tomorrow.” Wait, what???

Esmeralda's POV "Should I go back? No, I guess it's too late now." I contemplated. I tore the lower end of my gown as I walked further into the woods. I was running from Gustavo, the number one drug leader in Columbia, to whom I unfortunately married. I was running for my dear life but the safety of my boys weighed heavy on my heart.