Noelle stood at the entrance of one of the most impressive dinning rooms she had ever seen. Indeed it was created for a king and like the king he was, Tyran sat at the front seat with the members of his Court having brunch while discussing about the next court meeting he was hosting for the five realms in the upcoming days. He announced it to her early that morning but she doubted he expected her to show up because, yet again, they had an argument. When she entered the room, all conversation died and everyone turned to her.
Tyran looked stunned for a moment and his eyes glazed with hunger and possession. She didn't know why but she decided to wear what he chose for that morning; a traditional black royal gown. She tried to convince herself that she wore it because he asked nicely and it w
