Betrothed To The King

Chapter21

I woke up the next morning with body pains after a hot s*x session with the king the previous night. He had continued with me after Sage left, and he fvcked me hungrily with different styles that I couldn’t understand, s*x that lasted longer than I thought it would.

I could tell by the way he fvcked me that he didn’t finish with Sage before he came to me; maybe he wasn’t enjoying the s*x with Sage, or he just wanted longer s*x.

Just in between my thoughts of last night with King Archer, a different maid that wasn’t the one of yesterday came in with my food and coffee.

I guess all the maids in this castle will know all the flaws in my body and maybe discuss me with their peers; I can’t continue being bathed by a million maids. I have to tell the King it’s either I bathe myself or get my handmaid back.

I didn’t want people seeing the injury on my back; although it’s healed, it left a scar making my back ugly.

“Good morning, my queen, my name is Anna Lin, and I am the one to bathe you today,” she said, sounding quite happy. I wondered why she was smiling, looking down at the floor.

“What are you smiling at?” I asked curiously, looking at the floor, knowing it was something far from the floor; something was going on in her mind.

“My queen, I am just happy to serve you today. I have always waited for this day,” she said genuinely.

I couldn’t help but smile at her response. She looked cute with a very beautiful name. I could tell that she was my age or maybe a little older than I was.

“Now come and do your magic to my skin,” I said as my mood lightened up from her response to me, someone genuinely likes me and wants to serve me!

Although I know that no maid can replace Sage in my heart, Sage is like my only friend in this castle and the only one that understands me. She patiently and genuinely serves me, and just when Sage was getting free with me, King Archer took her away.

I had my bath and changed into a beautiful floral dress matching my shoes and hand fan.

I ate my food and drank my coffee as I placed the pretty little tiara on my head, and I headed out of the room; I hadn’t seen the king throughout, and that made me wonder if he isn’t coming with us to Prussiate. If he isn’t coming, then I am not going because I don’t feel safe.

I met Queen Zinnia coming out of her room that was next to the king’s room. Immediately I came out, it was as if we had planned to finish at the same time; our eyes met as she rolled her eyes at me and walked away with her handmaid trailing behind her. She had given me that very unpleasant look that showed how much she hated me.

I trailed down the stairs to the exit. I saw two expensive chariots parked outside with guards standing at the other end; everyone was all set as I could see Queen Lula, Felicity, and Snow inside one of the chariots. However, King Archer wasn’t still out yet, and for Prince Ray, I wasn’t sure he was coming with us; hence, he never talked about it.

I hadn’t even seen Prince Ray since the last time; I couldn’t tell if he was still in the castle or had gone to see his family.

I entered the chariot that seemed to be for the queens alone, and for the fact that I would have to be close to Zinnia for a long time choked me.

Soon King Archer walked out, looking all hot and breathtaking in his well-tailored regalia and the staff in his hand; his crown fitted well on his beautiful black hair.

He walked towards the other chariot with the powerful, strong aura around him; he looked more handsome than ever. I guess it’s because he wore his full attire.

I wondered if he would sit alone in the chariot, as it would be weird.

“Lula, come stay here with me,” the King called as Lula smiled and made it to the King’s chariot; Zinnia turned to me with a mocking smile.

“You thought you would be chosen, right? Me too. I thought the king would choose you, but unfortunately, he didn’t; so sad,” she said, making a puppy face.

She keeps on thinking I am competing, and that’s so annoying; I have lots of issues running through my mind other than wanting the king’s attention.

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Soon the chariot started moving out of the castle, and we soon entered the bush path that led to two kingdoms before Prussiate. This would be a really hectic journey. It would take at least two days to get to Prussiate, and if the horses get tired quickly, then we would sleep on our journey for three days or four.

The ride to Prussiate was just too slow for my liking, but lucky enough, the soldiers weren’t wasting our time as they all knew about the ceremony.

It was already getting late in the night, and I had already eaten five times and slept off. I woke up to find out that we had gotten to another kingdom, which meant we were getting close to Prussiate.

The guards did not sleep, and they didn’t seem tired at all, and the horses were still strong and running without rest. I am sure the guards would break down once they get to Prussiate. It hasn’t been easy for them.

The other wives were discussing, although Zinnia kept quiet, acting like the head Queen she is. I was feeling dizzy again after just waking up from my long slumber. I am beginning to suspect if any of the maids added a dizzy potion to my food because I was sleeping way too much.

I couldn’t wait to get to Prussiate to get proper rest.

I woke up from the noise I heard in my head to find out that we were already in King Theodore’s Castle; the chariot stopped as we all came down.

I was lost in the beauty of the environment I found myself in. The castle was as beautiful as a paradise and as large as our castle.

I was so lost in the beautiful view until I felt soft hands grab my two hands.

“Come with us,” the ladies in maiden wear said as I followed them in fear. We are in the land of our enemies, and anything can happen at any time.

I was a bit calm as I saw the other wives in the same condition as me, but they were not looking tensed up like me.

Where were they taking us to? What if they slit our throats because, as it is, we do not have power in their kingdom. Even if they will give us the respect we deserve as royalty, that doesn’t stop them from slitting our throats.

My heart jumped into my belly as a result of fear, and my eyes became smudgy in tears; I never wanted to come here. I had a bad feeling about coming here, and now it seems like we are going to die.

I didn’t see the king when I came down from the chariot, which convinced me more that we were in great danger.

“My queen, you will stay here until the day of the ceremony. That’s how it’s done; I guess you are the new wife of King Archer by the way you’re acting. We are not going to harm you, even if you will be harmed. It can’t be by us; we are just maids,” the brunette maid with sparkling blue eyes said.

Why did she add that? I wonder if, indeed, we are going to be harmed by the king of this kingdom because he is as ruthless as King Archer, if not more.

“Maybe I should tell you how the mask ceremony goes,” the brunette maid said as she sat at a corner of the bed while the other one left.

I could tell maids in this kingdom ain’t like maids in Guham. These maids are much braver with words than our maids, and I kind of like it, or maybe she wasn’t scared of me because she knows that we are enemies with their kingdom, and I can’t report her to her King.

“Well, the masked party is a yearly ceremony where the king’s party get entertained by their wives, which they won’t recognize because of a disguise with a mask; sometimes we go as far as changing things in the queen’s body to make it more complicated for their husbands to recognize. At the end of the party, the kings randomly choose a queen to spend the night with… That’s just the fun of the party. I love peeping to see what goes on at the party,” she said as I stared blankly at her.

So I am literally going to be fvcked by a king from a different kingdom and not King Archer!? Can being royal get any worse?

What’s the essence of the party? Why can’t things be done in an easy way? Why does the law suck?

There is no way I’m sleeping with another man that isn’t my husband, yes I said that! I have gotten used to my husband’s s*x torture and won’t let any other man go down on me… Never ever.

“Please, can I get a glass of water?” I requested as she bowed and headed out. I needed to calm down because I was losing my mind.