The King 2 Hearts Novels & Stories

Music on* Beautiful – Bazzi & Camila The princess was sitting at the table, eating peacefully, her brown eyes looking down at her plate, alone in the kitchen of the penthouse apartment in the business building, the lights illuminating her body as she looked from time to time towards the window. From the steps leading to the huge helipad above her apartment, Akil descended first, Karila didn't bother to move her gaze to check, not until Lauren descended the steps and her attention from the food was instantly stolen when she focused on noticing his clothes, the way he walked.

He shakes his head, eyes focussed solely on the heartbroken look on my face. "Just ignore everything Envy has said. It is not worth listening—" I shake my head. "Do not dodge the question, Sin. I want the truth." His lips part open, but no words come out. In the moment of dreadful silence, I recall the moment I had with the priest, even though it was all in my head; an hallucination. He told me; "I have crowned hundreds of Queens before you. And the King has married every version of you." I don't want those hallucinations to be real. Patiently waiting, I wait for him to tell me that I am mistaken. I hope that it is all a lie, and I haven't been deceived by the King. I hope I am truly loved b

The check sat on my kitchen table like a bomb waiting to detonate. Ten thousand dollars. Enough to pay my back rent, fix my bike, buy a winter coat that didn't have holes in the pockets. Enough to stop the eviction, to breathe for the first time in months. But all I could stare at was the note beneath it: The King's Hart deserves a home. Someone out there knew everything. The stalking. The fire. The warehouse. The Valcourts. Someone had been watching the whole time, and instead of helping, they'd waited until the last possible second to reveal themselves. I didn't know whether to be grateful or terrified.

(To Beti Abhishree, Hum ye janne ko utsuk the ki Rajkumar ko aapme esa kya dikha jo itni jaldi me shaadi ki, Humne Maharaj se bhi poocha lekin unke pass Jawab nahi tha parantu ab hamare pass hai) "I think, you won our Prince's Heart with your beauty and fearlessness. And I feel so proud of you for being our Wedded Princess. You said it correctly. The King and the Queen are two most important persons of the Kingdom and if they both are equally powerful, capable, and intelligent then no one can stop the Kingdom from reaching heights." He said while finishing his words with "Please hail the name of Princess" He said loudly. What the hell? I don't have any heart, she didn't win anything.

The king had his brows down, a glare in his eyes, his lips narrowed as he spoke, "Where is the heart? I asked, where is the heart I asked for?". Sher was looking at his feet, while his legs were trembling with fear. The king moved closer to him and repeated his question. "I asked where is the heart? Is it? Or. . ?, his eyes wide opened at the other possibility, that suddenly he yelled, "SPEAK OUT OR I'LL THROW YOUR TONGUE SLIT AWAY!".

His eyes snapped up to green eyes, anger flashing through his eyes. “You pulled my tooth.” He snipped. She shrugged, infuriating him the more. “A necessity.” Her eyes trailed down his body. “I honestly felt sad I didn't have to pull other parts of you, just your tooth,” King of hearts moved, fast and with intention, or so he thought, not hearing the door open. Stephan moved fast, to stand between an angry king of hearts and a smirking green eyes who still sat still. “Get it together,” his palm clamped down on his shoulder, pressing down and disarming him.

Eithan bows “Of course your grace “ Eithan leaves Baara gulps … The king gets on his feet and walks closer to her, her heart starts beating really fast, she took in little deep breath to control her self . The king reaches his hand to her, and grabs the textbook she had on her hand “Interesting….I guess it’s only natural for a divine being to want to gain more knowledge about the world “. Baara sighs relived “Your highness is there any reason you wanted me to wait behind?”. “yes actually, what’s your plan? For me to win the queens heart that is or do you need a ritual for that as well”

Broken-hearted Queen had nothing to do but to pray and to cry , she had lost her last hope to bear a child how can she when the king didnot care about her exsitence anymore . One night after crying long enough that her eyes were engraved by dark ashes of sadness, falling to the tough floor again , that was never soft for her fragile body yet it was more comforting to her heart than her king would . A heavy rain just started to fall , and to be fair it was the strongest rain ever witness in the kingdome , the rain was as a glowing icy blue fall , yet doesn't give cold chills but rather warmth to the bones , that night the king wandered in the castle unheeding to no where in confusion not talk

Slowly, I followed the guidance of the wall until I felt it reaching to an end, and then I used one of my legs to tap into the hard ground, making sure I was not stepping into a trap or something. “Rowland!” I froze. It felt like I heard a voice of a woman. “Yes, my Lord” “Get me more wine. And some grilled human hearts right away!” Human heart? The King also eat human heart? Monster! I followed the voices, and then caught the sight of candle lights arranged in front of a large entrance which seemed like it was under construction works. Some parts of the edges were smoothly scraped while other parts were left disfigured.

She muses as she flips the middle card. The card depicts a king holding a traditional scepter and orb. He is seated on a throne made of stone and appears rigid and stern. His crown large and golden. “Our dear Prince is traditional and rigid. He is disciplined. Perhaps even driven by ego. Both indicate stability and prosperity.” She says calmly. She flips the final card.