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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.

Marianne_2020 · 历史言情
分數不夠
61 Chs

In danger

Moesha looked around carefully, and luckily for her, someone was coming out from one of the rooms, and she slightly pushed them toward the guards behind them for distraction. It worked out just fine. They disappeared when the guards were distracted.

Lyn and Moesha walk around happily. It was a lovely town, she thought. She stood by a small stall that was selling candies. She so badly wanted some but didn't have any money on her. "I don't have any money on me either," Moesha mumbled, looking at Lyn, who still had her eyes on the candy.

"You can have mine," a male voice said, startling her, Moesha quickly blocks him.

"Thank you," Lyn whispered, pushing Moesha aside. She couldn't wait to taste it. She never tasted candies before. She loved it and wanted more.

"Wait, I will go get you another one," the gentleman said with a smile, walking back to the small stall to get Lyn more candies.

"Don't you think he is acting suspicious?" Moesha whispered to Lyn the minute he stepped away.

"No he is being nice," Lyn hushed. "No, no my lady I don't like this we should head back now," Moesha mumbled and just as she finished her sentence two men appeared in front of them in a mask. Moesha placed herself in front of Lyn immediately.

"On the count of three, you run my lady, one, two, and three, now run!!" Moesha said. The guy getting them the candies never came back.

Someone did recognize her, she thought she could just blend in with the people but her enemies took advantage. She never had to regret any of her decisions she won't now.

She was ready to fight alongside her friend. Moesha had a knife but Madam Yina insisted Lyn leaves behind her daggers for that she is regretting it now.

"Leave now my lady!" Moesha mumbled shielding the Queen as the men walk closer.

"It's just the two of them, we can take them down," Lyn mumbled now standing in a fighting posture with her fist folded in front of her.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Lyn asked in a hoarse voice, she felt a burning sensation in her throat. She probably needs water or there was something else in the candies, suddenly Lyn's eyes became heavy and her body went limb.

"My lady, my lady what's happening? What did you give her." Moesha mumbled swinging the knife in front of them.

"Come with us quickly or she dies," one of the men in masks threatened. Moesha was worried about Lyn who was lying on her shoulders with one hand around her. She blinked to look at her but was disarmed. The men took the knife from her and grab her.

Madam Yina and the maids realize the queen was missing, and the guards quickly report this to the king. Jetaime had a sharp eye from the top of the building he spotted something and quickly run down the stairs like a madman.

Byron warns the maids and the guards not to breathe a word of it to anyone. They don't want people with power taking advantage of it.

Lyn open her eyes with a terrible headache, she realized she was tied to a chair, while she tries to remember how she got there at the same time checking out her surroundings.

"My lady you are awake?" Moesha mumbled also tied to a chair. Lyn opens her mouth to say something but the door opens and two men entered.

They stare at Lyn carefully, "We hit a jackpot, I told you we will find beautiful women in town tonight. This one is a real jewel." One of the men whispered walking close to Lyn, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Don't you dare go near her!!" Moesha yells moving the chair and trying so hard to free herself.

"This one is feisty, I will keep this one for myself and send her to the boys," the other guy said as they both laugh.

"Trust me if you touch even a single hair on her head, you're a dead man," Moesha said in a threatening voice. Now they all laughed.

"Oh I'm so scared," the man jokes.

"Is it money you want? I can get you plenty just let us go," Lyn mumbled as the man looked at him and lick his lips. He went closer to touch her lips and slowly further down. Lyn was nervous but calm she needed to think of a way out but was screaming inside, her eyes were filled with tears. She will rather die than have him touch her.

"Shh, don't cry, I will be very gentle with you," he said placing his finger on Lyn's trembling lips as she fight her tears back.

The other guy pins Moesha in the chair so she could watch, she screams and struggled hysterically.

"Please don't," Lyn pleaded with him, the guy only found it amusing.

"I like that," he said as his fingers traced her face and close to Lyn's lips, she took the change and bite it as hard as she could, until she felt his blood in her mouth.

"Ahh!!!" He yelled looking at his finger just when he was about to slap her the door was knocked down. Jetaime and his men walk in as Lyn let out a deep breath.

Jetaime was boiling in anger, he doesn't know how to deal with this man. He was thinking of all sorts of ways to punish him but couldn't conclude on a decision. He had the nerve and audacity to kidnap his queen and even try to touch her. Killing him and his enter clan won't be able to satisfy his anger.

Jetaime grabs the man who is trying to touch Lyn. He beats the hell out of him. While Byron and the other guards untied Lyn and Moesha. Lyn was still shaken up by the whole situation.

Lyn finally realized why the king was called a monster when he is in his element he is a beast.

"We didn't know your highness, please forgive us," the man pleaded. His clothes were torn and soaked in his own blood.

"Get the queen out of here!" Jetaime said without sparing Lyn a glance as he continued to hit them mercilessly.

"Let's get you out of here, Your Highness," Byron whispered, but couldn't touch the queen who looks terrified. She couldn't take her eyes off Jetaime as he hits the men who tried to take advantage of her. "Your Highness," Byron whispered again a little louder this time around.

"Go back to the palace, Lyn," Jetaime ordered stills, hitting them as they cried for mercy. "Byron get her out of here," Jetaime ordered, Lyn still couldn't move her legs, she wish to be the one to punish him, she wanted to inflict the same pain he inflicted on her. She wanted to make him terrified the way he made her feel. She couldn't stop imagining hitting him a million times in her head.

"It's over now, my lady," Moesha's voice interrupted her thoughts. She wraps her hand around the queen as Lyn still can't move nor blink her eyes. Moesha managed to take her to the carriage, waiting for them outside an abandoned hut. Lyn fixed her gaze on the moon as she sat in the carriage quietly. Moesha rode with her in the carriage.