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There was no denying his status as our king. Killan leaned back nearly completely. After he led, I followed suit. Killan gently pressed my hand as we stood before the king of Calore and Felun. It was unclear to me if he was trying to help me relax or not. Honestly, all that happened was that the gesture made me feel a little bit better. "Your Grace," King Argus Calore started, "this is my son, Prince Killan and his bride, Idrish Aeric." "Your Grace," Killan paid respect.

“You remember me! Good. The king regrets his absence, but he was called away on other, more pressing affairs. The reward he had arranged for your service has been amended slightly, through no fault of his majesty’s. There is an additional problem you must take care of before going to claim your lands.” “Explain.” "First, your bride." The man held out a small portrait in a gilded frame. Fann took it into his large hand and looked at it for a moment. The face was not quite the one he’d expected to see. The colouring was different, the hair tamer and lighter. The other had been bonny, but this woman was far more beautiful in Fann’s eyes. He raised an eyebrow. Had the king remembered he preferre

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

He saw a lovely and fair maiden, almost half naked as she had showed so much skin, sitting on his grand steps, just four steps below his grand golden throne. Who in the world has such boldness and courage to actually come uninvited to HIS throne room? The moment he laid his eyes on her, he began to feel uncomfortable from looking at her bare soft and supple skin. He noticed she had white hair but her face was that of twenty something woman.

Her studies accelerated as the royal wedding loomed near, but Viktor's reassuring presence during rides through the countryside or quiet meals on the veranda sustained her. One late afternoon, Amy wandered into the palace library seeking new reading material. Rounding a corner, she stumbled onto Viktor seated stiffly across from an elegant silver-haired woman and imposing bearded man - his parents, the King and Queen Dowager. "This Anglo girl seems pleasant enough," the Queen was saying in a bored tone, "but surely we can find a more suitable bride of proper noble lineage now that the engagement mania has died down." "Mother, you gave your word to respect my choice of wife," Viktor bit out t

with a raised eyebrow, the Alpha King asked. “Let her out now, Alpha King Dantes! Surrender the former Alpha’s Breeder to her true mate! Everyone in this gathering, be it known to all of you that the bride of the Alpha King is the mate of the Rogue Alpha!” with chin held up high, the Medean Queen shouted.

Prince Evan and Prince Martin were smirking at his sides while Prince David whistled a little. "Very familiar to you? May I know who is this someone, Prince Ares?" Father asked. "She looks like the crown princess of my kingdom." Father's eyes widened a fraction the same time I heard Orion hissed beside me. "Crown princess of your kingdom? You mean your bride to be?" "Indeed, Your Majesty. However, she abandoned me all of sudden and I'm still traveling acrose kingdoms just to find her, but until now, I have not seen her yet. But your daughter resembles her a lot. They actually look very the same that I wonder if she is—"

“Look here, if you want to test out his patience then go ahead but you can never have me. This whole game you are trying to play by being attached with the King’s bride and having a forbidden and intimate moment between us is only in your fantasy. You may have led me here but I am responsible for every single thing that happened from the moment I stepped my foot here so you can’t take credit for that so I owe you nothing” she firmly answered with all amount of boldness and no hint of fear in her eyes. “What is going on here?” Hem asked arriving at the scene.

His fists clenched, veins popping. Our sex life in the past was awful. He was always quick and selfish. He could never even hold a divine connection. Hitting this nerve made him lose his mind. "You wretch!" "Watch your mouth." I turned around, looking down at him coldly. "I am your future Queen. And your stepmother." "Queen?" Cassius laughed wildly. "You think my father will actually marry you?" He stepped closer, eyes flashing with madness. "He's cursed by the Abyss! He can sire no children! And in two years, abyssal assassins will kill him! When that happens, the throne is mine! And you're just a joke!"

They felt that the king had known the hidden agenda they brought when they arrived with the bride. The king's hunters never failed the king, just this once when the bride went missing that they resorted to checking her residence. But she disappeared without a trace for how many days. Only to appear being captured by the half breeds hombre Gatos. The council didn't have to state that the bride might have already been corrupted by those people when the king himself could smell it from her. He decided to eliminate the woman with one wrong answer. If she had been thoroughly putrefied, she wouldn't even remember a thing about the dream. But she did. So he let her live...for the moment.