The Monstrous King and his sweet Evil Queen
In the mysterious realm of Kalvon, where shadows whispered tales of Kings and Queens, none were as infamous as King Jetaime. Whispers echoed through the cobblestone corridors and darkened chambers of the palace, painting a macabre portrait of a heartless sovereign scarred by the cruelty of fate. His legs, so the tales spun, were lifeless appendages, and his face, a grotesque canvas of boils. His was a visage that struck terror into the hearts of those who dared imagine it. Yet, destiny took an unforeseen turn on the eve of a grand wedding night. Princess Jaelyn, cursed and hidden away within the confines of Malavon Castle, was the unwilling pawn in a malevolent game of power. Her name, synonymous with evil, and her every step marked by the devil's touch. However, as she stepped into the grand hall to meet her monstrous groom, a man emerged before her, shattering the grotesque image painted by gossip. King Jetaime stood not as the rumored monster, but as a vision of unexpected sweetness, love, and undeniable handsomeness. The discrepancy between the tales and the reality sparked a whispered question in the minds of those who witnessed this surreal union — had she unwittingly married an imposter, or were the rumors nothing more than twisted fragments of a darker imagination? As King Jetaime and Princess Jaelyn embarked on their tumultuous journey, the chessboard of power and revenge unfolded. Locked in a dance of secrets and hidden motives, the two found themselves entangled in a love that defied the expectations set by the world. The King, who had never allowed anyone close, now placed his heart willingly in her hands. Princess Jaelyn, driven by the flames of vengeance, found an unexpected ally in the man she was supposed to despise. Together, they navigated the treacherous waters of courtly politics, facing a power struggle fueled by conspiracies that threatened to tear them apart. In the battle between love and destiny, the question lingered like an ethereal mist — was their connection a mere human maneuver or a divinely fated love? As the story unfolded, the narrative wove a tapestry of twists and turns, challenging the very essence of their existence. Could love truly conquer all things, or were some cases destined to be eternally hopeless? Two empty hearts, two lives devoid of love, collided in a dance of darkness and light. A monster king and an evil queen united to become one, their journey unfurling like a forbidden scroll. The world watched with bated breath as the saga unfolded — a tale of love, betrayal, and the relentless pursuit of a destiny that defied the predetermined life. Cover by Java graphics.
Protective cage
Demelza is irate because she can't meet the queen as it's the king's orders. "And why can't I meet the queen? She went through so much these past few days and yet she is still being punished," Byron wishes he could tell Demelza the king was locking her up to protect her but what can he do everyone thinks he is a monster and everything he does is pure evil.
"Hm," Byron tried to calm his angry wife down. "Don't even think of defending him," Demelza cuts in.
"I wasn't defending him but," Byron tried to speak up but she won't give him the chance, "But what? Huh, of course, you will defend him, he is not only your king and mentor he is also your friend. Poor Lyn. She has to suffer all this misfortune and you…" Byron grabs her hand and pulls her close to him, while he gently runs his hand through her hair.
Their lips met and he sucks on them belligerently, devouring her lips with passion and much intensity. He caresses her back while kissing her passionately, deeper with a vibrant urgency.
Demelza was completely lost as she kisses him back with the same intensity. Her head tilts to the side giving him more access as every inch of her body dissolves in his.
This went on for quite a while until they were both out of breath and needed to catch some air. He stares at her as they both started to laugh out loud while taking deep breaths.
Lyn woke up opening her eyes widely. She didn't sleep much, she was used to it anyway. Opening her eyes to see the same thing every morning was devastating. She was glad at least it wasn't the face of the king.
She is not staying in bed because the king requested or locked her up in her chambers. She never forgot those who hurt her; it wouldn't be different this time.
She spends the entire time planning a way to pay them back. Nothing she could think of was good enough. "They need to suffer 10 times more than I did," she whispered to herself getting up from the bed.
She walks to the bathtub and prepared her bath. She took a quick shower and all this while her perfect revenge was tormenting her, it was eating her alive. She didn't know whether to kill them all or let them suffer gradually. A quick death was way too easy for them.
She sat in front of the mirror and all she could see was her face, she wish to strangle her. The door open suddenly to interrupt her evil thought. Lyn panicked for a second and refuse to look at herself in the mirror. Pana and Moesha walk in surprised to see her up already.
"Good morning your highness," Pana greeted walking close to her, she picks the comb and brush her wet hair softly.
"What is good about this morning?" Lyn grumbled while Moesha looks at her sadly.
"I'm sorry your Highness but must be sad that the king had locked you up in here and is enjoying his marriage ceremony with his new consort," Pana mumbles tightening the queen's hair without knowing. She let go immediately after she realizes it.
"No, I'm not sad. I'm mad and I want to kill someone," Lyn said folding her fist angrily as Pana gazes at her surprised by her kind of tone.
Moesha could understand what she was going through. She opens the door to her closet and brought out the finest piece in the closet, a black gown with a golden belt and sleeve. Lyn turns to look at the dress it was amazing.
She smirks looking at the dress as if it was the solution to her problem. She might as well look elegant today since the new consorts will come and pay their respect. "Get the gold crown," Lyn said walking close to Moesha who was still holding the gown. She presses her hand on it gently.
"Yes your Highness," Pana replied sharply still in shock by the words of the queen. She thought she was fragile but she saw something in her eyes she has never seen before. She was tasty for blood.
Moesha helps her with the dress as she set the crown on her head. She has always been a queen. She was born to be a queen perhaps not of this kingdom but of the world. For the first time when she gape at herself in the mirror, she didn't see an imposter or a stranger. She didn't see Oaklyn her twin but herself. She saw her reflection.
Pana's mouth dropped for some reason, she was nervous for some reason. "My-my queen, you can't go outside your chamber," Pana hissed. "Who said she plans on going out?" Moesha raises an eyebrow. "But she is all dressed up," Pana at this point was confused.
"I think breakfast is here," Lyn could sense the aroma of the food even before Madam Yina walks in with her breakfast. Pana is speechless, it was as if the queen becomes a different person overnight. She stops smiling and makes scary gestures and comments.
"Your breakfast, your highness," Madam Yina smiles as she instructs the maids to set her table. She left her alone to enjoy her breakfast.
"If you don't want to be eaten alive you better come with me," Moesha smirks making Pana tremble. "W-what, I'm coming with you," she stuttered avoiding the queen's gaze and running out of the room. When Lyn is angry she let it out on things so the bed and pillows were in trouble.
Right after filling her stomach making sure she finished everything that was served, she picks her dagger and slowly walks to the bed, she didn't see a bed but four human beings tired, ready to torture them.
Pana was looking around still nervous as if she has seen a ghost, Moesha laughed at her the whole time. They run into Madam Yina who drags them with her.