Author's point of view...The wedding preparation was completed as everyone in the palace was busy doing the allotted work from dawn. Louis Brendan was restless because Alan was missing the whole night and he was not even taking his phone calls. It wasn't a concern though. Prince Alan was more than enough to conquer a whole country independently let alone some stupid people trying to get on his nerves. It was decided that the wedding will be held in the afternoon, so Louis still managed to send back every visitor that had been trying to meet the Prince. Amber's grandfather, King Pasture came thrice to meet Alan, he had to pouch this opportunity and replace the bride but Louis was aware of his intention and so he never let him show his pangs.It was afternoon and the guests started arriving one after the other to witness the great wedding of the legendary Prince of Verona. The wedding hall was filled with guests and the host, King Charles was nowhere to be seen. Charles was still
Author's point of view..."No please...!" the fake bride who was standing still before Alan, waiting for her chance fell on his feet pleading for mercy, she couldn't face his demonic self but other than pleading with him there was nothing she could do to save her family.With that horrifying anger and his world-domineering power, it was sure that the two men who offended him are going to pay for their deeds."Please... My lord, I am willing to be your maid for my entire life...!" That princess cried on his feet, patting her forehead on the ground.He halted himself from doing anything further and pulled his demonic air back. The hall was at a deadly silence, no one dared to talk, in fact even the noise of taking in a breath was stilled. All those present in the hall considered Alan to be a dangerous and cruel man, though all know that this Prince was known to be the most powerful one among all the surrounding countries, At least did they know that his power was so influential and life
Author's point of view...Alan kicked the door closed behind them and put Amber down cupping her face in his hands so affectionately. Could it be...!With a confusion that dazed her mind, she reached for his mask with her trembling hands slowly.The moment she pulled out it, eliminating the barrier between them, her heart skipped a couple of beats. "Lu...Louis...!" stammered Amber in shock. He bend his head at her and attached his forehead to that of hers."Alan...! Call my name...!" his husky voice brushed her cheeks as he breathed out and his hands never left her face."B. .but...Y...you...! How...?" she stuttered in confusion, that was unbelievable for her. Nearly one of the impossible things that she could imagine."Call my name, Princess...!" he repeated. "But...! How could you...?" she was still confused, his hands slipped down, grabbing her waist in his arms, and pushed her in, further close, she flicked at his sudden clasp."Call my name...!" his whispers sent chills down h
Author's point of view...Like every other girl, Amber wanted a normal life with her husband. She thought they have a loving relationship, and everything appeared to be beautiful after the hardships of the epoch.However, something unexpected happened. Amber accidentally stumbled upon a shocking truth about her husband, Prince Alan that he possesses demonic powers.Rumors spread all over the palace that the Prince was possessed by a demon and was ready to kill all the guests present in the hall. She smacked those rumors out of her mind pretending to be not affected by them at all but somewhere deep inside her, there was a qualm hidden. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, her suspicion was elucidated.The moment she entered the main hall, Alan was no less than a demon with the same scary red eyes and a black smoky demonic air around him, gritting on her brother, Charles, and lifting him in the air. Exactly like a Demon ready to devour its prey."No...Stop....!" she yelled in a tre
Author's point of view...After three days' rest, they departed from Hamdon to go back to Verona.Hand in hand with the promise of getting old together and loving each other for eternity, Amber followed her Prince Charming, Alan in the path of love and affection.After a week there held a huge reception banquet, along with Alan's coronation, the act of placing the crown on the monarch's head, along with the presentation of other items of regalia, marking the formal investiture of a monarch with regal power.A grand and formal feast was held in honor of the significant event and to entertain distinguished guests, hosted by members of the royal family of Verona and organized by high-ranking officials which was typically characterized by its opulence, elegance, and a display of luxury.The Venue for this Royal banquet was the decorated banquet hall in the lavish and grand palace of Verona. That space was adorned with exquisite decorations, including fine linens, floral arrangements, and o
Prologue...The battlefield was at its worst, a young man on horseback standing in the middle of the battlefield, with fire all around him, that fire from the explodes, his army was throwing on the opposite army. It was all over, the king of the other land lying down under his horse's feet and his sword bathed red from the king's blood."Prince Alan.." a man came riding the horse, calling his name, "Luis, what is it?"the young man says in a bold and commanding voice."We need to return, we got news... King Marcus, your grandfather is..." whispered the man with a letter in his hands and stopped when Alan gave him a serious glare, he handed over the letter bowing to him, Alan grabbed the letter and read it, "To Prince Alan, requesting your return as soon as you get this letter,King Markus Edward ll is seriously ill, and wishes your presence." He gave an immense look, with a frown on his forehead. "Get prepared" he commanded the men, he raised his hand and turned back to the do
Alan POV...Visiting hell...I don't know what kind of weird challenge is this but I accepted it, not fighting battles, killing dangerous enemies, but begging and being a slave... it's even harder.I left the palace and was asked to go as far as possible so that no one recognized me. So I chose to wander around the border cities of my empire.Whenever I find myself being criticized, I want to give up but those words of my old man echo in my ears, so I endure it.It had been a year since I started my journey and I was unable to find a permanent place to stay till now, wherever I go, at a period, they misbehave, and to avoid killing them, I decide to leave...In this one year, I noticed that I learned many things, I learned how to sleep on the ground or the rocks etc wherever possible, I had never done that before though, I learned to ask for food, and that was the hardest one, I starved myself for more than a month to be able to learn how to beg for food.After a year of experience, I
I was eagerly waiting for them to ask for help so that I could rescue them and warm myself up after a huge gap. My hands were itching to hit someone, and my urge was cooled when that girl screamed, "Help..."I covered my face with the cloth I had and rushed there, they started laughing at me, "Hey, slum are you hear to die..." It didn't irritate me.But I was happy that I couldn't show them, One of them came to hit me with a chain in his hand, but before he could make his move I held the chain and dragged him down on theground, he hit his head and spread on the ground, All of them were shocked, they rushed to me with their weapons, "thud.... thud... thud..." and done, it was so simple, I wished it could be longer but they were not trained at all, and that made me sick of them. A man who was with them had a gun, it seemed interesting and he pointed it at me, it made me smirk, as he was shivering, I jumped to lift another gun and fell on the ground, with my legs, and in just a frac