Chapter 15

Emma's PoV 

Call me a fool for doing it but I can't think beyond this right now, 

"Serve them the boiled vegetables." I state.

I hear many 'shocking what's' all around me. I know it's a risky move but we can't do anything else.

"Fast, they are on the table." I speak.

The servants do as I say and Miranda and I head to the dining hall.

"King never did like this. I don't know what happened to him." Miranda says.

"Do you think they'll eat those?" Her face is all covered in nervousness. Can't deny, I'm too, shaking internally. 

The servants serve the dinner. 

Fingers crossed. 

My gaze is fixed at King who is about to take a bite. 

His face expression changes as he shoves the spoon in his mouth. And I'm very much familiar with this expression. 

"What the fuck is this?" He says by splashing the spoon on the ground. 

Unpopular fact : crossed fingers don't work.

"What type of food is this?" He yells, standing up.

I'm sick and tired of his yellings.

I immediately move to him and stop just a foot apart,

"King, boiled vegetables are healthy." I speak, burying the actual fact.

He looks at me as if he's finding something to say. 

"Yeah, we should build a habit of eating boiled vegetables at least once per week and they are tasty as well." Aliza speaks while eating. 

Oh thanks, Ali. I truly needed something like this.

The very furious King storms out of the hall after tossing his plate on the ground. 

He just knows how to destroy and waste things. 

Rest of the royals eat their food and get out as well. The servants took ten minutes to clean the table and then we all moved to the servants room to have our dinner.

Today when I was free in the afternoon, I made a small chocolate cake despite Miranda's serious warnings. She said chocolate cake or any other cake isn't allowed here. Like come on!!

I don't understand King's weird rules and stupid regulations. Who doesn't like cakes!? And it's so unfair that if he doesn't like something, others are also not allowed to have it.

 But anyways, who said weird rules are applicable on me. I'll eat what I love and I will make it as well.

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I see the time, 11 p.m. 

I change my clothes and wear a huge loose shirt. 

I move to the kitchen and take the cake out of the fridge. 

And, with the cake in my hand, I head to the terrace. I spot the perfect place to sit and enjoy the cake. 

As soon as I settle, I take a bite of it, it's tasty. 

I look up at the moon as I eat my cake. The moonlight, the fresh cold air and the silence of the night… how beautiful our planet is. 

I always wonder why I feel this strange vibe whenever I'm under the moonlight. As if it pours energy in me. 

I believe there's something in the moon that makes the night peaceful. No matter how bad the day goes, night makes me forget everything. 

King Xavier's PoV. 

I gave the file translated by Emma to my new translator and he just informed me that the file has no mistakes.

I didn't know that she knows Arabic. And I shouted and insulted her earlier. 

'Need to leave the habit of underestimating others' Oh, it's just a language.

I see the clock, half past eleven, I stand up from my chair and look around. 

I narrow my eyes at the bookshelf, it's out of the trend now. Need to replace this wood. 

I look down at the table, you too.

I sigh and move to my bedroom. I take off my formals and move to the bathroom for a quick shower. 

I come out and wear a loose T-shirt with a pair of boxers, as soon as I move to my bed my phone buzzes. I pick it up, a message. 

"King, we've found something, we'll be back in a few days." Andreas. They better not disappoint me this time else they are aware of the consequences. 

They can't slip out this time. 

I throw my phone on the bed and walk to the window. 

The cold breeze hits my face as I open it. So refreshing.

Wait… I can smell Emma's blood. She didn't go home!? 

I close the window and follow her deific-like blood. She's on the terrace!?

As I reach the terrace, the smell of her blood surrounds everything in me.

 It's blinding my lust, I hadn't had dinner today.

Before turning around to leave, I spot her sitting on the edge of the roof. 

She's literally shining under moonlight. Why she looks so different...

I, impulsively, move to her direction. I can hear her heart is beating calmly. 

She is humming as well. 'Sweet.' Hideous. 

Wait, is she eating a CAKE!? 

"WHAT THE FUCK A CAKE IS DOING IN MY PALACE!" I yell in anger. 

I strictly warned everyone that there is no room for the cakes in my Palace, then how dare she!

And that too, a chocolate cake!!

She jumps because of my loud voice, almost fall off the edge. 

Her heart immediately geared up, probably because she almost fell from the roof. Weaklings. 

She puts the plate on the ground and stands up.

'Ouhhh, she looks hot in that shirt.'

"What's the problem with a cake?" She asks, folding her arms. And I can't take my eyes off her legs. 

'She said something.' Yeah, just look at the nerve of this little human!!

"There's no need for you to know about it. Just throw that shit away." I spat but she stayed intact. 

As if her eyes are screaming, I'm ready for this argument. 

She's the first human, having the guts to argue with me. 'And I don't mind it.'

She sighs before speaking. 

"I'll do as you say but I want to know the reason first."