Breeding for the King

New Place

🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤

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Waiting patiently, I commenced thinking of numerous ways this could go wrong. I didn’t know when tears covered my eyes, especially at the possibility of this going wrong.

What if my parents were dead? Maybe my Lycan picked off the wrong energy. What if we were trying to cope with their living by this illusion?

“Maybe none of this is worth it,” I said, walking to my bed. Taking the covers, I went under it putting the covers over and tucking in well so no one saw me if they entered.

Staring at the splinters of wood, I remembered Piper. And then, Aunt Ada and Grandma. What it was like to be at home, unlike now. I felt like crap.

Back at home, there were instances where I was threatened. And, even though I felt small at some point, I had people to lean on. But here, it was different.

I had to be on my toes, at each moment, creating strategies to survive. Mom always said to hide your weakness, but some things were not controllable.

Me being afraid of the darkness, and the vampiric witcher King finds out. I hoped this didn’t turn against me. That he didn’t use it against me when he found out that I was the enemy.

To prevent that I knew, I had to get rid of that fear. Perhaps, one day I would. But right now, I wanted to be here, I needed to be here and who knew-

“Lady Frida,”

I froze immediately wondering who called my name.

“Lady Fri-daa,” it came again, and this time I was sure I didn’t hear wrong. “We should check the field, since she’s not here,”

“Are you sure? The head assistant was clear on where we needed to check,” another voice said.

“Let me check the restroom,” another said.

“Hold on,” someone said sniffing. “I smell someone, and it’s… coming from this direction,”

Quickly, I patted my eyes dry, I didn’t like it when someone saw my weak moments. I rolled out of the bed, after I did.

“I’m here,” I said in a bored tone, dusting my dress.

“Oh no, what are you doing there?” one of them asked.

“Snowballing,” I sarcastically let out, trying to dismiss the tiredness in my chest.

“The head assistant said she was quite a character,” one said hitting the other.

“I think she’s the one, sister,” the other said.

“Hun?” I let out arching my brow at them.

There were two females, and one was of average height while the other was tall.

They had something in common, wearing the same attire which was an emerald Elizabeth-style gown. With a white apron at the front, they smiled at me making me stare at them curiously.

“Hi Lady Frida,” one said excitedly, coming forward and bowing only for the other to push her stepping ahead frowning at her.

“Stop it, Elaine- Lady Frida, it’s a pleasure meeting you.” The other curtseyed saying. I noticed they both had blonde hair and looked identical.

“And who might you be?”

Chin up, I asked them giving my best voice so I didn’t give much of my emotions away.

“We are-“ they said in unison before saying to each other, “Let me talk,”

“Err… one at a time?” a disgruntled suggestion came out of my whispery voice.

“Okay, I’ll go first,” they both said at the same time.

“Why don’t I choose who goes first?” I said, and they stared at each other. I directed my hands to the one in the opposite direction to me. “Why don’t you introduce yourself first?”

She smiled at this, “Of course, milady, it’s my pleasure to be before you. I am Elaine and this is Elena, my twin sister,”

“We were sent by the King’s head assistant, to prepare you for your wedding,” Elena added, making me nod.

“I see, so that is why you’re here,” I replied to them and they both nodded.

“Yes, milady. Were you looking for something under your bed earlier?” Elaine said.

“N-No, I was just having my moment, away from it all,” I said sincerely not knowing why I did. Probably because they smelled like wolves and seemed trustworthy.

“Okay, we can go now then,” Elaine let out, jumping excitedly. “This is a great honor!” she added exclaiming as she took the left part of my shoulders.

“We would be preparing the Queen,” Elena added, taking the right part of my arms.

“The honor is indeed mine,” I replied, making them commence moving together in synch.

They guided me to a place and I followed them, with no objections a bit curious about what my new life would be like now that I was almost Queen. It meant I wouldn’t play the Games or be put at risk again.

Yet… I knew there was a lot to be done.

Nynaeve had told me. I couldn’t let my guard down.

I could do as far as blending in however, making it excessive only meant danger. I had to be careful.

…

“So, do you like it?” Elaine asked, with an elated expression. Her hair was in a pigtail and so was her sister’s, Elena.

“Yes, it’s beautiful,” I let out, staring at the space that they took me to.

“You see, she has good taste, I told you, Elaine,” Elena let out staring at her sister before looking back at me.

The room had mahogany furnishings, and a bed that had four posters with a crimson veil at each post. It smelled like roses and some other scent I couldn’t fathom.

It was nothing near my room back at my Kingdom, yet I let out a sigh of relief.

They excused themselves asking me to get comfortable, with the intent to go and supervise my wedding clothes.

It was being prepared and they wanted it to be perfect.

I wondered how they’d feel if I disappeared after this all. Because it was an illusion. I had to find my parents.

“And, I’ve been suffering in my quest to…” I muttered.

I got on board a ship with men, had my gold coins stolen, walked a long distance for hours, and turned into a rag doll. This awareness made me breathe a sigh of relief, before lying on the bed staring at the ceiling.

“I need a plan, I have to re-strategize,” I let out.

Settling seemed foreign for me, and even though I puffed air in release I knew I had to brace up.

For the first time, I was entangled in quietness and it felt peaceful. Yet, I had to prepare for parts of this that could go wrong.

Getting a Queen for any Kingdom wasn’t easy.

There were always opposing pieces.

Mom had lectured me on this, growing up.

With these thoughts, I stood up only to remember my parents suddenly. “Mom... dad...”

It was like they appeared in front of me, holding each other’s hands and smiling at me.

I reached out to hug them only for them to fade away. This made me cry as I let out, “Where are you?”

It was getting hard to reach them, too complicated.

I had to be a fake version of myself sometimes, and it was getting tiring at this point.

“Why won’t you come to me…?” I let out, asking.

“Why can I feel you, yet I can’t contact you on our mind link?” I muttered again, dragging my legs to the bathroom. Putting my head under the tap, I let it run over me so I could think straight.

I was tired. So exhausted of it all. The games, meeting people that seemed like they were on our side after their disappearance yet assisted their assailants.

And most importantly, I felt ashamed. Of myself. I should have rejected him on discovering he was my mate. Since he was also their accoster, this was the next best thing.

But here I was, using it to my advantage, and laughing at a bit of comfort when they were in pain. I should not be their child. I was not worthy.

“Phew,” I sighed, coming out of the water after realizing it didn’t make me feel any better.

There was still this cloud in the middle of my chest, which made me feel heavy. If I didn’t know better, I’d say I was lost. These were my thoughts as I patted myself dry, wearing my clothes.

Sitting on the bed in my green dress, with my red curls sprawled on me a bit wet I stared at the empty air.

A knock resonated on the door making me brace up instantly as I said, “Come in,” The door opened as I said it, and standing before me was King Draco.

His expression contained a look of uncertainty as he stared at me. I noticed he came forward, making me stand up instantly. “No, sit down,” he said, demonstrating back to the bed.

“I didn’t expect you’d show up,” I let out, wondering why he came.

“So did I, but I have to tell you something of great importance,” he said, making me swallow nervously.

“Really, what is that?” I asked, staring at him in curiosity. I hoped things didn’t go sideways.

“There have been a few adjustments,” he replied. “You will be participating in the Games,”