??THE KING
AND I??
(He’s a royal psychopath)
Episode 13
Rated??
Written by: Eunice Nwodu
Dawn’s pov:
I couldn’t stop switching sides on the be-d. I was so uncomfortable and really wanted to be in the right sp-ot.
I unleaned from the be-d and stared down at the pillow.
I gave it a few punches before I plonked back on it rou-ghly.
Then an irrirating knock came on the door ruining my sleep.
I ignored the knock completely covering my ears.
“Princess Anna” Caroline called out and my eyes fli-ckered open.
The door creeked and Caroline walked in. Firmly closing the door behind her.
I noticed her hair was left untied and her top quite revealing.
I didn’t put much interest as I stretched my arms and legs before curling up on the be-d.
“Good morning, Your highness…
How was your night?” She asked with a bow and I smiled lightly.
“It was fine, thank you” I muttered perfunctorily.
I reminded myself today makes it one week since I’ve been here in the royal household.
I remember it like it was just yesterday I met those horrible strange men in the bushes and they for-ced me to come here with them.
Pretending to be the dead princess so their kingdom wouldn’t be destroyed.
I’m happy that I was able to save all those people from the kingdom of Muzana but I’ve been deprived of the freedom to live a normal life and to be with my mother.
I don’t even know when I’ll see her beautiful face again.
Both of our lives are at stake here.
We have to be strong for each other…
“Everyone is at the dining table having breakfast. You must join them” She announced heading for the large wardrobe in the room.
I remained on the be-d just fiddling with the bu-tton str-apped to the pajamas I was putting on.
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I kept poking on the fried chicken resting on the plate in front of me.
The whole table was dead-quiet and there was no words exchanged.
I haven’t seen the King for a few days now and I think the co wives has not been able to see him too.
He seemed so preoccu-pied with lots of responsibilities.
Simone was now on her third plate since we began eating and I wish I won’t find myself in her condition just yet.
She’s always eating as though she was pregnant with twins and no amount of food would be enough for her.
It was kind of pathetic.
Alicia on the other hand, is being secretive and too quiet unlike she was.
She would always want to pick a fight with me when I was new here.
Well, no matter how ha-rd she tries to act reserved, she’s still a b***ch to me.
Xenia and I becoming close and I don’t even know what made her so smart and brilliant when she’s just two years old.
Though I heard her birthday is fast approaching.
I took a de-ep sigh before getting up from the seat.
“Thank you” I muttered and walked out of the room.
The more I stayed here, the more I kept loosing my appetite.
The change of environment seemed to be too much for me and I can ba-rely take it all at once.
It would definitely take a year or two before I can adjust to this life.
I’m sure.
I walked past some open doors that happened to lead out to the royal garden.
Geez!
I’ve never been somewhere like this before. I think it wouldn’t hurt to take a look.
I began moving towards the door and soon, I was standing on the soft carpet bright-green gr@$$.
Whoa!
I giggled and continued with the whole new experience.
A bu-tterfly flew by and rested on my shoulder but it didn’t waste time in leaving.
I chuckled and kept walking throu-ghthe beautiful flowers.
This is fascinating…!
The surrounding was calm and fresh cool wind blew around me.
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There was a soft sneeze and I froze right where I stood.
Where could that be coming from??
I was alarmed the second I set my eyes on King Lee.
He sat on a chair with his legs on a stool.
Wow!
I seriously didn’t see this coming…?
“Come here” He commanded glaring at me.
My skin began heating up as I made advances towards him.
King Lee…
Why do I get scared or anxious whenever he’s near???
Even at mere sight of him – I’m already shaking at the knees.
But…he’s great hair was a mess and his eyes was bloodshot red.
Is…is he sick?
“Hand me the cu-p” He muttered and my eyeba-lls darted to gl@$$ cu-p containing jui-ce inside.
I took the cu-p and handed it to him with shaky hands.
He collected it and quickly took it to his li-ps. He sipped from the straw while I stood like an idiot staring at him.
Should I go??
“Aren’t you going to ask me what’s wrong with me?” He asked glaring at me.
Okay, what’s with the glares?
“I’m sorry, My Lord…what’s wrong with you?” I asked and he sighed.
“I’m sick. I get sick once in two years and it lasts for four days” He replied and I nodded like a robot.
Well…what should I be doing?
He se-nt his hand to his forehead.
“Gosh! It hurts so much…” He mo-aned and I could tell he was in pain.
“I nee-d you to ru-b it…it f***king hurts” He added and I felt my heart beating like a pa-rty drum.
Oh Geez!.
I drew closer and tou-ched his forehead nervously. My whole system was shaking and I could ba-rely concentrate.
“Your hand is stronger than I thought. What are you, a lizard?” He asked glaring and I scoffed quietly.
Did he just call me a lizard??
“Feel this…” He stressed and he raised his hand up to my my cheek and tou-ched it.
Oh my God!
King Lee is touching me…
“Can’t you feel how soft it is?” He asked with a sm-irk and I nodded.
“Its more soft than I thought.
what are you, a chicken?” I asked with a whisper and thank my stars he didn’t hear me.
“Xenia, told me you’re a writer. I nee-d you to tell me a story and I want it to be the best story I’ve ever heard” He stated with his eyes closed.
Whaaat?
??THE KING
AND I??
(He’s a royal psychopath)
Episode 14
Rated??
Written by: Eunice Nwodu
Dawn’s pov:
I blinked rapidly still trying to stomach what the King just demanded.
Does he mean it? Does he really want me to tell him a story?
Geez!
But I’m not a damn storyteller. I’m always occu-pied with work that I don’t sit down for stories.
I could ba-rely remember those stories mom would tell me before I went to be-d. I was pretty much younger then.
Oh…how do I get out of this? How do I make something up??
“I’m waiting…” King Lee muttered rolling his eyes.
“Well..you see, I’m really not in the mood to tell a story, my Lord” I bickered and I heard him scoff.
“I’m damn bored. I command you to be in the mood of storytelling before I ask you to fill three drums with water and I’ll supervise you myself, you br@inless rat” He sneered and I glared at him.
Who does this king think he is??…
I cleared my throat and removed my hand that has been on his head.
“Do you want a R0m-nce story or an adventurous story?” I asked inaudibly.
“Take a good look at me, do I look like someone that enjoys R0m-ntic tales?” He questioned and I mentally slapped myself for asking.
“I apologize, your highness” I cooed with a faux smile.
He beckoned on me to go on with the wave of his hand.
I took a de-ep breath racking my br@in endlessly for a story.
Hmph.
Here goes nothing;
“There was a mean evil slave master. He had thousands of slaves and was cruel and heartless. He had a son…
“One certain time, A bride as chose-nfor his son but the bride fell sick and died. Since the son was hot tempered, he wasn’t told about the death of his bride and another girl was brou-ght to replace the dead bride.
“The new bride hated the son of the slave owner and she thought of escaping to another land away from the slave owners. But along the line…the slave owner’s son found out about his dead bride…
“King Lee..if I may ask, what do you think the son of the vicious slave owner would do to the new bride?” I asked with a shaky voice.
“Kill her of course. He should cut her to pieces and have her burned so in her next life, she won’t take such a risk” He replied sipping from his drink.
I felt sharp shivers travel throu-ghmy endocrine system and felt numb at the knees.
Whaaat?
He would burn me when he finds out I’m just an impersonator of princess Anna.
Oh God!
I’m so screwed.
Damn screwed…!
“So…what did the slave owner’s son do to the new bride?” His cold voice jo-lted me back to reality.
I swallowed nothing and pulled myself together.
“He forgave her cause it wasn’t her fault. And they lived happily ever after” I muttered.
“Wait…they never made babies?” He asked now staring up at me.
“They had as many children as they wanted” I replied smiling wryly.
“That was a good story, Anna. But I’m having trouble accepting the ending. The slave owner’s son must be so weak and stupid to forgive her so easily” He groused with a scoff.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, Your majesty” I muttered and walked past him slowly.
“Where do you think you’re going to??” He asked and I returned back to him.
“Nowhere, your Majesty” I whispered and he stretched out his hand to me.
“I nee-d you to ru-b my fin-gers tenderly” He instructed and leaned back on his chair.
“But my hands aren’t soft, your Majesty. I’ll go call Simone…her hand must be better” I shrieked and he bursted into an abrupt laughter.
“No one else knows I’m sick except you and my personal guard. I would prefer it to remain a secret till I get better, hun?..”
I nodded without saying a word. It was shocking at first, feeling his hand brush against mine as I m@$$aged him.
The feeling I started having was strange and I felt my lower abdomen became hot and cold at the same time.
Somethings seemed to dangke in their and a sudden flow of happiness followed.
What’s wrong with me all of a sudden???
I’m a going insane?
If only mom was here. She’d tell me what’s going on with my bo-dy.
King Lee had his eyes closed and I was privileged to stare into his charming face.
His looks were killing that I felt like crying. It seemed ludicrous for me to feel this way but I couldn’t take my eyes off his face.
I think he’s an angel from Heaven who became cold and heartless…and still good looking.
I spent the entire day at the garden with King Lee.
I accepted his insults and tantrums.
I never knew someone that is sick could behave like a pregnant woman at the mood swing aspect.
I could have healed him but I had no idea why it didn’t walk when I had a chance to touch him.
I really don’t un-derstand…
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I strolled back to my be-droom humming one of the song I heard them pla-y at the banquet.
It has been stuck to my li-ps since that day.
There was no sign of Caroline when I stepped in. The light in the room was dim and I scanned the room for the light switch.
I began walking to the light switch and out of nowhere, someone grabbe-d me and slammed my back against the wall next to the switch.
Oh my God!
I couldn’t help but panic in fright.
The stranger turned on the light and removed his veil…
I looked closely…
He’s the man from that day!
He’s Sir Blade…what is he doing here???
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TBC
What’s sir Blade doing in Euphoris??
I hope we remember him…He’s the chief guard of princess Anna.
See how Dawn told a story?