A Royal Obligation
In a realm of four kingdoms... Two kingdoms were close to war, Prince Eirik, the fourth prince of Valeidio, a Ferre with a beauty that could rival the gods, was thrust into a marriage alliance with Prince Kaelix, the strong and proud heir of Zephyros. Both princes where determined to fight against the fate forced on them. But as they clash in a battle of wills, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Will they find a way to accept each other, or will their resistance tear them apart? Will their hearts ever align, or are they destined to remain enemies bound by their obligation? The answers lie within the chapters, but be warned: once you start, you might not be able to stop until the last secret is revealed. in *A Royal Obligation* somethings are not as it seems. ------------ Excerpt: Eirik's breath slowed, his heart beating a steady rhythm as he grasped the delicate fabric of his veil. He could feel the tension building in the room, thickening the air as every eye fixed upon him. Even before the veil was lifted, he was aware of the whispers circulating through the hall. Curiosity, skepticism, and a hint of malice swirled in the minds of those present, none more so than in Prince Kaelix, whose demand had set this spectacle into motion. As the veil began to slip from his fingers, Eirik's mind was a flurry of thoughts. *This isn't about me,* he reminded himself. *This is about the alliance, about Valeidio, about preventing war.* His resolve solidified, and he let the veil fall, revealing his face to the entire court. The collective gasp that followed was almost audible. Silence descended upon the hall like a heavy curtain, as if time itself had stopped. The musicians halted their playing, the dancers froze in mid-step, and the servants, previously bustling around the room, stood motionless, their eyes wide in shock. For a long moment, nobody moved. Even the ever-composed Prince Kaelix found himself momentarily speechless. ----------- Warning! THIS BOOK CONTAIN N.C SCENE! THIS IS THE ONLY WARNING YOU WILL GET FROM THIS AUTHOR, ANY CHAPTER COULD BE AN ADULT SCENE! HAHA
Suck All of His Seeds
Eirik sat on the edge of the bed, hands clasped in his lap, his heart pounding in his chest.
The room was quiet, the only sound the soft crackle of the fire burning in the hearth, casting a warm glow across the room.
His skin tingled from the earlier preparations, the warm bath, the scented oils, and the silk robe that clung to his form like a second skin. The translucent fabric left little to the imagination, and every time he caught a glimpse of his own reflection, he felt his cheeks heat with embarrassment.
This was the night. His first night as Kaelix's husband, and the nerves swirled inside him like a storm. A mixture of excitement and anxiety filled his chest, making it hard to sit still. He shifted, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach. The servants had left him to wait, and he assumed Kaelix would come soon. But the longer he waited, the more nervous he became.