The Hidden King's Stolen Wife の小説・ストーリー

He'd always been irritatingly perceptive. Solana gently touched my arm, her warmth grounding me for a fraction of a second. "It was a difficult encounter," she whispered to the king. "Someone from his past." Alaric's gaze darted between us, realization dawning, but he didn't push. Instead, his expression softened, and he straightened his posture. "Well," he said, "why don't you properly introduce me? You've been hiding this beautiful wife from me for too long." Despite everything, a corner of my mouth twitched. "Right. This is my wife." I turned towards her fully. "Solana..."

A few men laughed under their breath, their eyes crawling over me in a way that made my skin crawl. “Miss, would you please stand?” the host said smoothly. “Our final item tonight is Miss Alina Dacosta. The bidding will start at—” He paused, frowning at his card. “Excuse me… is this correct? One dollar?” The next second, the large screen behind him lit up— That photo, the one of me and Dominic. The room erupted into whispers. “Isn’t that Mrs. Vale?” “The Don really put her up like this?” “I heard she cheated on him before their wedding—with his own brother. Disgusting.”

Mason picked up both pieces of paper and stared at them for a long time. His mouth opened slightly, then snapped shut. "Look, man. I'm not trying to sabotage you." "I know." "But don't you think it's a little too convenient? Alice hid this from you for so long, and she just happens to lay it all out the exact moment you find out? Didn't it ever cross your mind that this whole story was scripted—" "Mason, your second marriage. The thing about the gold necklace." The color drained from his face. "The thing your ex sewed into the pillow. Was it really from another man?"

SETH’S POV *Flashback 21 years ago “My king, this baby is a taboo. He cannot live. The gods forbid it.” “The gods forbid nothing! This child will not be killed. Do something, my child will not die!” King Aldric screamed. “The Queen!” “She’s dead.” One of the midwives shouted. King Aldric froze. My father looked at his wife’s cold body as my brother wails filled the room. “We have to do something.” He said, pulling Queen mother Seraphine to a corner.

“Why am I here, what is this strange place, and why is that tree moving? And the most important. Who am I? Anton looked at me with resignation and shook his head from one side to the other. “My lady, you are the wife of King Armaloth. You have been in this place recovering, as your body suffered a serious health problem. I have come to take you to our Lord and Master. Today will be a very special day for you, my lady. You have to cooperate with me in everything.”

"It's okay. You know what? Take Kathy with you and get our horses. Both of you should come back here. I think we've had enough of the Hara Kingdom. We should go somewhere better." "Okay, I'll do just that," Jackson replied. Holding Kathy's hand, he said, "Come, let's go, Kathy." Together, they both ran away. Mason still stood with the king, the sharp blade of his knife moving closer to the king's neck. "Please don't kill me," the king begged. "I was lied to. My friend, the king of Thazik Kingdoms was the one who asked me to get her. He never told me she was your wife. He said she was his. I was only doing my friend a favor. I never had any immoral intention towards your wife. Please let me g

"Their king stopped them immediately, they put her on the fire, and they had her cleansed before he o took her into his chambers. Had no idea what his intention was, but we saw her wolf running out a few minutes later. She tried to escape but they caught up with her." Finlay turned away from Lewis and looked at the sleeping frame of his wife on the bed and wondered if the were-cannibal king had touched her. It was something he didn't even want to think about or else it would drive him nuts. "Thank you, Lewis," Finlay patted Lewis' shoulder and began heading towards the entrance door. His mind was beginning to taunt him, showing him images of the were-cannibal king on top of his wife. Being t

She called it sacrifice. Maybe both were true. He never recovered. And I was foolish enough to think I could fill the space she left behind. One drunken night, I became the woman he hid from the world. His assistant. His secret wife. The mother of the son he never claimed. That morning, I printed two documents: my divorce papers and my resignation letter. When my coworker leaned over my desk, she frowned. “You’re really quitting, Jo?” I forced a small smile. “Yeah. My son’s father works overseas. I’m taking my boy there. It’s time we’re together as a family.”

Lady Fin was known for her kindness and gentle nature, a stark contrast to the more formidable presence of the king’s other wives. No. 4: The Ropok Kingdom, governed by King Locetag Lidu, a man in his forties with a single wife. Rumors swirled around the palace about a mysterious beauty hidden in King Locetag’s harem, but no one had seen him with another woman, earning him the title of the Loyal King, Loyal Husband. His wife, Queen Rose Pose, was the daughter of the king of the third great kingdom, Sitaga. Queen Rose was known for her calm demeanor and political acumen.

He gestured for a man standing beneath the tiers. The man unrolled a piece of parchment. "You are charged with harboring a secret that threatens the very foundation and lineage of this kingdom," the clerk read, his voice ringing cold against the stone walls. "Specifically, the treasonous concealment of the fact that the bride sent from Dierna is male." A murmur swept through the rows of the Council lords. I kept my gaze fixed ahead, my hands smoothing over the pink silk of my robes to hide the trembling of my fingers.