Chapter 13: Narla The breakfast

After scarlet assaulted and bombarded me with a thousand questions about how I liked having both Princes under my sheets. I finally saved myself from the torture of her questions by covering my head with a pillow.

I tried had tried a thousand times to tell her that I didn't even see their delicious toes. But she cut me off each time with a question.

"They came to check if I was alive or the horned guest stole me!" I all but yelled at last.

I was gonna keep it in mind to ask Max whether it was an elven thing to be inquisitive. But something was telling me it was just elf Scarlet's thing.

"Oooh", She slumped her shoulders in disappointment. She literally frowned, cheez! Well she was something.

"Come on scarlet...", I groaned at her fallen face. She kept staring at her lap for something lost into her own world before snapping her face up and looking at me plastering the biggest smile on her face. The smile was too perfect to be real. I could possibly see her brain rubbing its palms together as if planning something evil.

"Get dressed we going down for breakfast". She jumped off the bed dissapearing outside the door leaving a gust of wind behind her. Some of my hair flew and slapped my face as she left. Before I could say mother of married ants she was back with a set of neatly folded laundry. My heart was still beating fast and my jaw was still on the floor but she looked fresh with not even one red hair out of place. Her strapless long red dress was flawless. Well I needed time to adjust to that.

That was creepy as hell. I thought to myself.

"Oopsy sorry human I didn't remember to warn you." Fuck I said that aloud. I gasped slapped my hand over my mouth.

"It's okay prince Ryammel told me Elves are fast on their feet." I said in between a nervous laugh.

"Ooh..." She turned red obviously daydreaming about him. Well that was my cue to go to the bathroom. If I stayed longer I was gonna throw up at the lovesick expression on Scarlet's face. Goodness she was whipped.

I unfolded the pile of laundry and laid the short light-green long-sleeved dress with a deep back and low front. There was no way I was wearing that. I just gave some random guys a show of my half naked body. I wasn't doing that again. I left it on the counter and unfolded the remaining laundry which consisted of a short some crop top and some undies. "Urggg!" I groaned in frustration and reached for the dark blue dress I wore the previous night.

"Don't you dare wear that?!" scarlet who had magically appeared in the room snatched the dress from my arms before pinning me with a cold glare. Damn she actually looked scary.

"It's too short." I whined trying to reason with the angry elf. Her shoulders slumped as disappointment raked her featured.

"Okay I'll wear it cheez just stop looking at me as if I killed a puppy"

"Yees!" She shrieked loudly. I shielded my poor ears as she threw herself at me and squished me in a rib breaking hug.

"You are the best human, I'll be waiting in the room"

"It's Nar..." she snapped the bathroom door not waiting for my reply.

"Huh..." I sighed and went to freshen up. I pulled on the green dress on and it wasn't that bad. It stopped just above my kneess. Only a good amount of my cleavage was showing. It complemented my curves perfectly. I slipped on the black sandals that she brought when she reappeared in the bathroom. I second checked myself in the mirror before stepping out.

"Perfect!" she shrieked as she jumped off the bed and linked my arm with hers. She dragged me out of my room and down some hallways that I was beginning to get familiar till we reached the same double doors, with delicacies behind it.

She pushed the door aside and we stepped through before gasped froze. I could have turned around and bolted but Scarlet's hand intertwined with mine kept me in place. Time stood still as I stood paralyzed for a long time but I knew it was just for few seconds.

The room was packed with almost a dozen men. It completely went silent as they stopped whatever conversation they were having and different shades of eyes landed on me. they all had the same haircut, the whole head bald with just a little potion of hair at the back that was tied into a pony with the silver rings around their head with a silver crest engraved into their foreheads, with an exception of the bury black man who had a full head of dread locks but his ring was gold and his crest was different. Instead of wings it had a smoking torch and some quite ancient engravings. I had always tried to stay out of any kind of spotlight and right now I badly wanted to pass out.

"well well who do we have here? Just as sexy as in my dreams." The golden haired guy seated opposite Max sat back in his chair his grey eyes taking in my appearance.

"Shut up Styles, your dreams aren't that beautiful." Max sneered with a smirk.

"Yeah shut up sty", scarlet added pushing my rigid body towards the table.

"Ouch! That hurt my feelings," he feigned hurt. His eyes never left my body as he licked his pink lips and winked at me. Holy moly, I snapped my eyes away from him and tried to look anywhere else.

Ryammel was sitted at the head of the table. He seemed irritated as he tapped his fingers on the arm of his chair. Max was beside him on the left side of the table and his blue eyes were light a grin plastered on his face as he snickered at something Styles whispered in his ear.

The dark haired guy two sits away from styles regarded me with curiosity before sniffing the air.

"Mmmh I smell a human...?" he trailed off. His dark brown eyes darted dangerously. The guy next to him, who looked exactly like him just stared at me coolly. His cold dark eyes didn't portray any emotion. A chill ran down my spine under his steady gaze and I shifted uncomfortably.

Ryammel's jaw ticked hard and I was beginning to think he had some Spoon shoved up his ass. I mean why was he angry right now. The tension in the room was growing and I could possibly cut it with a knife.

"Umm-mmm," Max cleared his throat loudly cutting through the tension. He stood to his feet and approached me and scarlet who I didn't realize was ogling prince Malik. Who could have guessed? I should have known what her evil plan was. Eye fucking the Prince and having me be the Centre of attention so her ogling could go unnoticed. That evil bitch, I cursed in my head.

Max's hand rested on my shoulder as he ushered me to a chair.

"This is Narla," He started. "Narla this is Styles, Oliver, Lincoln, Bane, Raine, Seth and Zeke." He pointed at each one of them and I nodded as I sank to a chair that he had pulled out for me. Scarlet sat beside me and yes her attention was on the guys. Was it an elven thing to be spellbound by hot cursed angels? because the look on her face was enough to kill my appetite. Who was I kidding if it wasn't for the fact that I was nervous, I could be drooling and checking them out. Boy they were too perfect to be real.

I nudged scarlet and she jumped before looking at me. She was red with embarrassment.

"I always daydream about having both the twins under my sheets", she whispered into my ear and I chocked on my own spit. I looked at the twins. The guys with black hair, They looked everything alike apart from their eyes. Oliver and Lincoln.

I spattered and chocked on my own spit. She rubbed my back as I fought for my fucking life.

"You so nasty," I whispered lowly.

She pushed a strand of red hair behind her ear and rolled her eyes.

"Imagine one of them filling me from behind and the other from the front," She licked he lips seductively and bit into her lower lip. My jaw literally hit the floor as I bit back a gasp. My virgin brains were ruined forever. The thought actually had my insides getting hot and I couldn't help imagine it in my head.

"Is that an elf thing to be so horny?"

"Puh-lease, I never knew what horny felt like till I stepped into this realm." She took a bite of her sandwich as she grinned.

I laughed rather too loud before snapping a hand on my mouth. I dared sneak a peek up and a pair of green eyes was burning into me.

I felt so uncomfortable and looked at Max but he was busy bickering with styles

"Hell yes, we all know I got the sexiest ass around," Styles argued as he touched himself seductively.

"Who wants to even see that wrinkled ugly butt of yours" Max snickered with a smirk.

"Can we please stop talking about Styles wrinkled butt I'm trying to eat here," Seth whined. He actually pouted. He had the most beautiful face I have ever seen. He looked young between sixteen and eighteen years of age. His short shiny brown batch of hair was spiky. He was the only one who didn't have hair long enough to be tied in a pony.

"If Seth throws up Styles you gonna clean it up", A deep voice full of command sneered. His chuckle was deep as Styles threw him a chilling glare. I think his name was Bane. His long batch of dark blonde hair was tied into a long pony and his blue eyes held deep sternness.

"You just jealous my butt is juicy and soft," Styles rolled his eyes and took a bite from an apple he was holding rather too loudly.

Everyone groaned. Seth being the loudest as he looked the most disgusted with butt talk.

"I heard Charlotte greatly disagreed with that" Max snickered in a pathetic high pitched female voice. That must have hit a nerve because Styles stiffened and clenched his jaw.

"Can y'all just shut the fuck...? Ryammel snapped in deep irritated voice before going silent as his posture went rigid. His eyes blazed a dangerous green. He sat upright in his seat. Everyone else was sitting stiff, The entire light mood from before completely forgotten. Even scarlet looked scared. The air felt suddenly felt cool.

"She's here", He growled. His eyes then landed on me. "Max you are with me, bring her". He pointed at me as he stood and walked out of the door.

"To the southern wing, scarlet you are with us", Bane's command filled the room. They nodded stiffly and moved swiftly out of the room.

"Let's move!" Max pulled me to my feet and dragged me out of the door.

"Wait what's going on? Who is here?" I pulled from his grasp.

"You'll see" His voice was on edge. From the look of things that was the longest and only explanation I was gonna get. I huffed as his hand replaced itself on my upper arm and returned to drag me down the wide hallway.

My heart beat erratically in my ribcage. I was so scared to say the least. Who was the 'she' that had everyone spooked? Was she here to kill me too? I shuddered and moved to Max's side. She must be some kind of demon goddesses if she heard them on edge like this.

Max pushed the throne room open and ushered me through. I gasped and froze at the sight in front of me. This place was gonna give me a heart attack one day.

The king was seated in his throne, as cold as I last remembered but that was not why I gasped.

It's the woman who was seated in front of the throne.

She was so beautiful, so unreal. She was flawless. But that was not the reason I hid behind Max.