This chapter was for all of us who got painful periods and would love to have a Melech helping us haha ;) I wish you all a good day/night!
Azalia was woken up by some noises next to her.Her sapphire eyes slowly fluttered open, her mind still feeling groggy from sleep as she took in her surroundings. The room was engulfed by darkness with the exception of some moonlight brightening the bed. It had to be the middle of the night and so Azalia wondered why she was already awake at that hour.But the noises that had woken her up resumed and Azalia suddenly remembered that she was in the Adom King's bed, before realising the noises she was hearing were coming from no one else but Melech himself...The Adom King was trashing around on the bed, low groans escaping his mouth every few seconds. Sweat was forming on his forehead and his brows were furrowed, his handsome features replaced by a pained expression.Azalia was left startled by the sight. There was no doubt Melech was having a nightmare right now and so she hesitated, the Lavan princess wondering what she should do.It was her first time seeing Melech in such a vulnerab
The only thing that could be heard in the library was silence, as well as the quiet sound of pages being turned. Azalia and Amos were the only ones here. The immense library of the Adom Kingdom, which was filled with endless shelves full of books, was close to empty at this time of the day. Azalia had wanted to go there in order to change her mind, thus forcing Amos to accompany her. But, as her blue eyes travelled on the pages of the book in her hands, it wasn't on reading that her mind was focused... When Azalia had woken up this morning, Melech hadn't been by her side anymore. The Lavan princess had felt a sting of deception ache inside her chest at the realisation, but had tried to pay it no mind. Just because Melech had acted differently yesterday didn't mean everything would suddenly change between them. Still, Azalia had thought they had gotten closer after last night. They had both been here for the other in a rare moment of vulnerability, which had to mean something. Azali
Azalia ran fast, as fast as she could, but she knew she could never run faster than an Adom man. She could still hear the sound of metal colliding behind her as well as the sound of Leor running after her. His steps were getting closer but Azalia tried not to think about it, the Lavan princess instead focusing on running away. Amos was fighting against Nahash to save her life. Azalia couldn't let his sacrifice be for nothing. She had to get out of this situation alive. And so she kept running, desperately trying to reach the throne room before Leor could catch her. However, the library was one of the farthest places away from the throne room and the corridors all seemed to be endless. Azalia knew she would never reach safety in time. Her fear became true when Leor managed to catch her by the hair then yanked her back toward him. Azalia screamed as she was harshly pushed against a wall, her face pressed against the hard surface with her hands held behind her back. Leor was right behi
Tzilla didn't have enough time to get out of the way of Nahash's sword. She let out a loud scream as the blade met her skin, the attack opening a long gash across her back. "Tzilla!" Azalia watched with horror as the Adom woman collapsed on the floor. She immediately ran to her side, the Lavan princess dropping to her knees so that she could cradle Tzilla's face with trembling hands. She was still alive, but her face was sickly pale and her eyes tightly shut. She was moaning in unbearable pain, and Azalia knew it was only a matter of time before she would fall unconscious then die from her injury. "Why would you kill her?!" She felt intense anger take over her as she looked at Nahash. "She's one of your own!" She was letting her emotions get the best of her, rage and fear and despair quickly overwhelming her. "She got in my way." Nahash told her with a viscous sneer. "That's what happens to people who get in my way." He looked terrifying with blood covering his face and some slither
Azalia didn't say one word as Melech carried her to his room. Her whole being was tense in Melech's arms, uncontrollable tremors traveling up and down her body once every few seconds. She was still in shock from what had just happened, tears threatening to flow out of her blue eyes by the time they reached the King's quarters. Melech was hating seeing her like that. "Azalia." He called as he gently laid her on his bed. He was cautious to not startle her in any way but could tell she was stiff and avoiding his gaze. She wasn't acting like usual and Melech didn't know what he could possibly do to make her feel better. "Talk to me." "You killed him..." Were the first words Azalia murmured in a small, wavering voice. Her sapphire eyes were cast down, the Lavan princess desperately avoiding Melech's crimson gaze. "He shouldn't have touched what belongs to me." Melech lowly growled in response. He tried to contain his anger to not scare Azalia but the truth was that he was burning with r
Azalia could feel strong arms wrapped around her waist when she woke up the next morning. She let out a soft hum, the Lavan princess enjoying the warmth enveloping her body a little longer before opening her eyes. "Morning, little princess." Melech murmured in his low, sexy voice. It made Azalia blush, a rosy shade spreading over her cheeks as she registered the current position she was in, that is in Melech's arms. The Adom King looked unfairly handsome in the morning. The light coming from the windows made his muscles stand out, his sharp jawline and his captivating crimson eyes causing Azalia's heart to flutter inside her chest. "Morning." She felt a warm feeling spread into her whole being as she realized that, for the first time since the beginning, Melech had waited for her to wake up. "You didn't leave." She whispered when Melech began to caress her cheek with his thumb. "I'm not gonna leave you alone in the mornings anymore." He wasn't going to make the same mistake again,
Kissing Melech felt absolutely amazing. It was wild and hot and just mindblowing. There was something about such a powerful man kissing you like you meant everything to him, something intense that Azalia couldn't get enough of."You're so gorgeous." Melech murmured against her lips. "So fierce and passionate and maddening." He began to press kisses down Azalia's neck as he spoke, each of his words drawing another shiver out of Azalia."Melech." She called out between shaky gasps and Melech raised his head to look right into her eyes, before repeating what he had told her just a few moments ago: "I want you."It made Azalia's heart skip a beat, her body feeling warm as if Melech's burning desire was spreading throughout her own being. "Here?" She found herself asking in a slightly breathless voice. They were still in the council room after all, with Melech pinning Azalia against the council table."Yes, here." Melech made Azalia sit on the edge of said table so that he could stand betw
"You have ten minutes, no more." Melech told Azalia as they walked to the infirmary where Emet had apparently woken up. "I don't have any time to waste on such things." He declared, his words harsh and final. "Emet is important to me." Azalia frowned at Melech. "I'll spend as much time as I want with him, whether you like it or not." She wasn't one to take orders from anyone, not even from the Adom King. She wouldn't spend so little time with Emet just because Melech had said so. "He should have been dead for challenging me." He seethed at Azalia's defiance. "I know." She was aware of this. "And I can't thank you enough for sparing his life." Melech would have been in his right if he had killed Emet, because the Lavan knight had been the one to defy him. Azalia was grateful he had let him live, really. "I'll make sure he never defies you again." She would have a serious conversation with Emet as soon as she saw him. Still, Melech wasn't happy. "I don't like him." It was clear the r