His kingdom

A man sat on a majestic throne in the center of another worldly magical garden. Nature decorated the open space as flowers of different varieties, sizes and shapes surrounded the place. The hedge that was formed by the morning glory flower was neatly trimmed.

Soldiers stood in a neat row each dressed in golden and black robes made of a mixture of cotton and silk. They stood straight like statues that were permanently fixed on the ground with unshakable legs and black coal eye or so it appears. Their faces were hidden by the black mask that they wore. If one looked closely, he would realize that the soldiers' eyes were closed as if sculpted out of stone.

The aisle that led to the throne which was the highlight of the garden was covered by the finest carpet made of silk but instead of the normal red carpet, it was a shiny golden carpet, meant for the best. Even so, none of the beautiful natural creations of nature matched the majesty of the man sitting on the throne in the middle of the garden.

Like everyone else in the garden, Shahzad's eyes appeared shut from the world hiding its mystery and beauty from the world. His manly but exotically beautiful face was curtained by the shiny waves of his black mass of long hair. His golden attire fit his masculine body like a second skin.

To the world he looked peaceful like a character in a priceless painting but the truth was far from how he appeared. His physical body was present on the throne but his spirit was with the mother of his unborn child.

Shahzad witnessed Zamarad's reaction to the revelation that was presented to her in the worst way. His heart was filled with rage and the blood thirst was evident in his eyes but that was not his first priority. He stayed rooted on his spot beside the bed watching Zamarad let out her feelings.

He watched the pain and anger in her tears and laughter. He felt her bitterness through her scream and could relate to her confusion as his soul was connected to her. Every emotion she felt, he felt a thousand times more.

A tear slipped out of his eyes.it was the first time that he shade tears out of pain. He had been in battles where he was pieced by swords or sometimes he was poisoned. The scars that littered his beautiful body was enough to prove that he had gone through untold torture and pain but he never shade any tear.

Watching his future bride in pain and feeling her pain, however, was at the peak of all the pain he had felt before in his life. He wanted so much to hold her and comfort her but there was nothing he could do. So the mighty king just stood there, invisible to the human eye, watching her break down until..

Until he felt the shift in the air around Zamarad's body. He could see the movement of a white mist from her womb and rise towards the rest of her body. He saw the mist surround her and she instantly calmed down. It was magical.

His baby was comforting its mother and making its presence known even though it has yet developed. Though Zamarad could not see what happened t that moment, he was sure that she could feel the soothing aura of their unborn child.

He smiled involuntarily feeling the calm that he now felt coming from his beloved. Then his smile broaden as he watched her acknowledge and accept the baby. The happiness he felt was beyond words as he finally disappeared and went back to occupy his body on the throne.

His aura surrounded the garden making the wind sway calmly as the flowers opened simultaneously spreading their sweet scent to the entire place. Every being under his command felt the soothing calmness spreading from their lord.

Golden eyes finally opened and within a second four cloaked feminine figures appeared and bowed before the king. "Prepare a scented bath for your lord. This lord wants to relax and enjoy the beautiful weather".

No answer was heard but the subordinate bowed and disappeared into thin air the same way they had appeared. A minute has not passed when Shahzad appeared in a warm luxurious pool fit for a god. The water was at a comfortable warm temperature. He felt no shame as he stood with his hands ajar giving a silent command to be disrobed.

Beautiful slender fingers disrobed the king silently lusting over his beautiful masculine body. He had muscles at every right spot on his body. The woman placed the robe carefully on the lounge chair that was located at the side.

Shahzad didn't spare a single glance towards his aides who have been helping him bath almost all his life. He was so used to their presence such that he acknowledged their presence but spared no glance their way.

The lust filled gazes surrounding him didn't bother him one bit for he was well aware of his charms. No woman walking or dead could resist his charm. Even the well renowned witch of the valleys of Qamarstan wished to covet his beauty but it was exclusively reserved for his queen.

The ladies washed his body carefully as he closed his eyes thinking about his woman. The beautiful mole below her eyes, her beautiful lashes, the eyes whose brightness rivaled the twinkling stars, her hour glass lean body and her curly soft hair.

He still could recall her thoughts as he invaded her mind for the very first time. She was dreaming of unicorns and candy. Smiling and sleep talking from time to time. How charming she looked even as she drooled dreaming of pink unicorns and cotton candies.

His beloved was so simple yet it was her simplicity that made her complicated and unpredictable. He could almost never predict her actions unless he invades her mind something which he was not very fond of.

The dangerous wandering slender fingers that were heading south brought him out of his dreamy state as his smile was replaced by a frown. His body didn't react even a little to the woman who tried to touch him intimately. "Move any further and you will lose that arm." The sharp warning resonated in to Violet's mind and her hands retreated sharply.

"If you try that ever again, you won't like the result. Now, scram!" she flushed red and moved away from the man. The other three women, pink, red and blue didn't react and continued as though nothing happened.

I will be watching you baby. Let me look for a way to pay you a visit and make you fall for me. Wait for me baby. I already miss you. He thought as he dismissed the women.