Prince Rhys turns good

Walking down the hallway while knowing people are staring at my plumpous ass, I throw confidence all around me. As I reach the court room, I see the King and his minister widen their eyes until they practically popped out of their sockets.

What's with that reaction? It's as if they've never seen The Ravine on the internet naked.

I planned to wear a sober dress, but I decided to wear a sexy dress from my luggage to allure the King.

After all, we had a plan to carry out.

"What... are you wearing, princess?"

"Whatever you expected me to wear?" I innocently talk back at the King himself. Rhys gets up from his seat and rushes towards me. A disgusting grin pasted over his face.

"Where are we going?" He asks. He must really think I'm spreading my legs for him. How naive. Men are like dogs, throw the bone and they'll be yours.

"To the south." I say softly, summoning my honey and silk voice I use for my videos. Leaning my body towards the pillar, I look at him through my lashes.

"Wanna come?" The man was bent on my orders as he listens to me whisper.

He nods vigorously. He was smelling like a sweaty man in the middle of the day already.

Sweaty men are a big turn off for me.

My Aaron always had great hygiene. I'd settle for nothing less. As if I was even settling for anyone else, ha!

He was chuckling unreasonably, walking behind me as I held his hand in mine.

"Say, what are you going to show me, princess? I'm too eager for you!" Cries the male.

What a hungry dog! I can't bare such people, but I will have to...

I look around and fake notice of the faintest of the sights, where the soldiers of my dignity hid. In the middle of the long and wide corridor, with no possible access to any common guard, I let him drape his hands around my hips.

Soon, he was trying to go south and grab my butt.

"It's now or never..." I say.

But not to him.

"Aaron!"

Suddenly, the man turns around and is met immediately with a gun against his head.

The guard in disguise takes his helmet off as he breathes some fresh air. Oh shit. I haven't even noticed his stubble! That's what was pricking me while our eyes were closed!

Anyway, Rhys' loud breathing and palpitations were heard to my ear. Was he really afraid of death? Wasn't he the arrogant King he claimed to be?

"Guards!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... big mistake." My mafia King Aaron pulls the safe off as Rhys whimpers against the metal held against his forehead.

"No one's going to hear you down here, Rhys. It's the pathway to your dungeon, isn't it?" Aaron says to the male.

"You bitch! I should've kno-" before his curses fly to me, Aaron punches his nose with the same gun in his hand.

"If you want to die sooner, or slower, your fate is in my hands now. King Rhys..." I scoff at Rhys. He was shivering in his knees.

"Here's the deal. You say sorry to my girlfriend here and I'll let you live. You have to give up on your kingdom, and I'll let you live. If you don't agree to even one of these, I won't let you die an easy death. Understood?" Oh my gosh.

"Why are you doing this to me!?" Screams the male who was frustrated with not just us, but something else too.

Suddenly, the male starts crying. I find it weird, I rush to see his face.

My feminine and soft side was concerned for the man. He was indeed the same status as myself.

But it seems we had a lot more in common.

"I don't want any of this... please... liberate me!" The male begs us. Aaron doesn't lower his guard. He keeps glaring at him, to try and see if he does something funny.

"Liberate you? From what? Do you think your state is any thankful to you? Women are seen worse than toys here! My spine shivered every time a woman begged me to take her to the bed! What kind of a system-"

"I KNOW! I KNOW DAMMIT! I... I can't help it either!" The broken man says. He then proceeds to explain the condition and tradition that his state has been following all through the generations.

"I never liked the policies of this state either. But I was made King only a year ago, after father's accidental death. It took time for me to kill prejudices... I'm working on it... I'm doing my best..." he sniffles.

Aaron and I look at each other. This wasn't a survival instinct.

"Run a background check. Now." From somewhere within, we hear Ms. Smyers saying, "Yes boss."

The man was shaken too, he didn't expect such a high level of infiltration from Aaron's American crew. I was impressed myself. They're out of the ordinary, I must say.

Within a few minutes, Ms. Smyers blasts a few messages on Aaron's phone. While he held the gun to Rhys' head, I fish his phone out and confirm.

"Indeed... you've been killing off the council yourself... why?" I ask. I wasn't ready to hear his answer.

When he speaks, Aaron's gun was walking down and he lost purpose to defeat the already defeated male.

"I'm... I'm so sorry... I never knew that was the case with the Queen. May her soul rest in peace." I pray genuinely.

"Although, I have one request." I say.

A few hours later, Aaron and I along with five cars begin to leave. I was shocked by the security team which flew all the way here for my rescue mission. I was incredibly impressed.

Waving at the private jet that was taking off, I look back at Aaron who wears his sunglasses.

It was setting to dusk, I wanted to go on an adventure with my boyfriend.

Then he says something crazy.

"Love," he takes my hand in his, kissing my knuckles.

"Yes, love?"

"Eulandia is known for glowing ponds... right?" His question makes me blink serval times.

"Of course... why do you ask?"

"I hope you can swim."