Married to the arrogant king

At that moment, someone barged into the room cutting Carl off. We both snapped our heads in the direction to see Gwen standing in the doorway, a shocked expression plastered on her face.

Both Carl and I gave Gwen a questioning look.

“Za… zara you are here,” she stuttered.

I raised my eyebrow, not giving her any reply. I was too confused at the moment to even think of any.

…

Gwen woke up with a smile on her face. She finally achieved her goal. Last night was the best night of my life, she thought.

“Carl,” she whispered, looking down at the hand wrapped around her waist. An even bigger smile formed on her lips, remembering the way they had sex last night, and how he couldn’t get enough of her.

“Maybe he still likes me after all,” she thought, turning over to get a glimpse of a face. It was then she realized it was someone else, it was her guard.

She jerked up immediately, looking at the man in horror. “he’s not Carl, oh God he’s not Carl, she thought, looking around to get a proper look at the chamber.

Gwen gasped, not knowing how to react. She didn’t just sleep with another man, but with her guard. She, a lady of high status laid with a guard.

Gwen look down at the guard, who was still sleeping, her eyes filled with rage. The thought of killing the guard crossed her mind, but she decided to leave it for another day.

A thought crossed her mind, “If I’m here in this chamber, maybe Carl would still be in my chamber.”

She hastily got out of the bed, putting on her robe before she dashed toward the door. she flung it open, running back to her chamber.

“If Carl is still in my chamber and still asleep, I would lay beside him and pretend that something happened between us,” she thought.

Getting to her chamber, she slung the door open and her eyes snapped to Carl and Zara on the bed.

Gwen’s breath hitched, her eyes widening in shock. “what! how is this possible? How is Zara here?”

Za… Zara, you are here, she stuttered but kept when she saw how Carl and Zara were both giving her a questioning look. she knew that if she didn’t come up with something, they might become suspicious of her.

“I mean, you’re still here, I thought the both of you would have gone back to your chamber,” she explained.

“What do you mean Gwen, tell us how we are here and not our chamber,” Carl polled.

Gwen shivered slightly, thinking about what to say.

“Uhmm, the both of you were drunk last night, and I didn’t want anyone else to see you, so I brought you to my chamber because it’s the closest to the garden,” she lied.

Both Carl and Zara turn to each other, then Gwen. Even though they were suspicious, they didn’t say anything.

Gwen stumbled out of the room angrily, why does my plan always fail, she thought.

EARLIER

Eric was sleeping when he felt someone tapping him, “Wake up Eric,” Aiden whispered.

“Aiden?” Eric called lazily, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

“Yes, it’s me. Look I brought aunt Zara and extra with me,” he muttered pointing to Jerald and Zara.

Jerald couldn’t believe his ears. Did this little prince, just call him extra. If his so arrogant, now that he’s only five, how arrogant will he be when he grows up?

Eric stood up, pouting his mouth he said, “I almost thought you were not coming back, I waited for ages.”

“I’m sorry Eric, I couldn’t find aunt Zara, that’s why I delayed.”

“It’s okay. anyway, how did you find me?” Eric inquired.

“When I didn’t see you in the garden, I thought Where could you be? Did lady Gwen leave with Carl, if she did, they certainly didn’t go to his chamber, considering the fact that we just came from there. So I figured out, they probably went to her chamber,” Aiden explained.

“So what do we do now? the bad woman is already in there with the king,” Eric asked.

Jerald stared at the two boys, curiously. “which bad woman could they be talking about, and did they just mention the king.

“What about the king?” Jerald asked.

“He is in lady Gwen’s room and he’s drunk. we need to do something before she does something to him,” Aiden explained.

Jerald tilt his gaze to Gwen’s door, what could she be planning? If the king was drunk, why didn’t she take him to his chambers? instead, she took him to hers? He immediately put the pieces together, figuring out what she was up to.

Jerald put Zara down. “Prince Aiden, could either of you get me water? we need to make queen Zara feel a little bit better.”

Aiden left immediately returning a few minutes later with the water.

Jerald took the water from him, pouring it on Zara’s head. Zara who was half asleep jerked up immediately, even though she was still intoxicated.

“Jerald, what do we do now? Eric and Aiden asked, giving him a curious look.

“We need to find a way to get lady Gwen out of her chamber, and queen Zara into it,” he answered.

“I have a plan,” Eric announced, and both Aiden and Jerald snapped their head toward him.

“What’s the plan?” Aiden inquired.

“We knock on the door, and once lady Gwen comes out, we hand her over to a guard, and then, we push aunt Zara into the room,” he suggested.

“But what if your plan, fails?”

“We wouldn’t know unless we try,” Eric replied.

After paying a guard, and giving him instructions. They turned off the lights in the hallway, using a fire touch, to go knock on Gwen’s door.

They waited for a minute, but there was no reply, so they knocked again, before going to hide behind a pillar.

A few seconds later Gwen opened the door, standing in the hallway and the guard took her away.

Then they left drunk Zara, who could barely hold herself in the hallway, in front of Gwen’s chamber.

They were very happy when everything went according to plan, and Jerald could not help but admire the intelligence of the two children.

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LATER THAT DAY

CARL’S POV

After the incident, Zara has been avoiding me like a plague, but I couldn’t help but find it cute. I remember the look on her face this morning and burst into a peal of laughter.

“Your majesty, are you okay?” Jerald who has been standing here the whole time asked.

“I’m perfectly fine,” I replied, glancing up to meet his gaze.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

A thought suddenly crossed my mind, and I asked. “Jerald, what happened last night?”

For some reason, I didn’t believe what Gwen told me, I felt like she was hiding something.

Jerald giggled, averting his gaze from mine. A mischievous grin played on his lips.

“Your majesty, what do you mean?”

“I mean, I remember being with Gwen last night, but when I woke up this morning, it was Zara beside me, and we were both in Gwen’s chamber. so do you have any idea what happened?” I inquired.

Jerald smiled, recalling what had happened last night.

“My king, I’m afraid I don’t, but I’d like to advise you to beware of Lady Gwen, she might not be who she pretends to be,” he replied.

I gave him a suspicious look, raising my brow. What did he mean by Gwen might not be who she pretends to be? I have a feeling that there is something, he’s not telling me, but before I could ask, there was a knock on the door.

“Who is it,” I polled

“Your majesty, It’s Rick, may I come in?’

“Come in.”

Rick walked into the office, bowing his head in respect. He was one of my loyal guards.

“Your majesty, I was sent to deliver, this to you, it’s from Azrael,” he said, handing me a scroll.

I immediately removed the seal, reading the content of the scroll and my mood darkened immediately.

“Arthur, how dare you,” I rasped, clenching my fist.