King of Beasts
Kingdom of Fairytales book 21
Scarlett Kol J. A. Armitage
Contents
1. 20th May
2. 21st May
3. 22nd May
4. 23rd May
5. 24th May
6. 25th May
7. 26th May
After the Happily Ever After…
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Kingdom of Fairytales
You all know the fairytales, the stories that always have the happy ending. But what happens after all those storybook characters get what they wanted? Is it really a happily ever after?
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1
20th May
“All hail The Party Prince of Aboria.” Kalmin hoisted his glass of ale above his head, foam sloshing over the side and covering his hand. He passed it to his left and sucked the foam off his fingers, raising the glass again. “To Prince Fallon."
"To Prince Fallon,” the crowd echoed, as they clinked glasses together and let out boisterous cheers. Kalmin took the barstool beside me and slapped his palm on my back. My own ale burned as it gushed down my windpipe. "Thanks, Falls.”
I coughed and cleared my throat. “You don't always need to make a spectacle out of me, you know?"
"Why not? The crowd loves it. They feel privileged to be drinking with the prince. Just imagine how they’ll react when you become king."
King. I shuddered. The icy chill of the word slithered down my spine. It's good to be king, or so everyone told me over and over again. But the label of Prince was enough for me. My father could deal with bickering shepherds and tax complaints, I'd rather enjoy the bounty that Aboria had to offer. After all, someone needed to inspire the people, show them the privilege that came with being royal, and I was the perfect person for that job.
“Did you save a seat for me?" A sweet sugary voice whispered in my ear, slow and deliberate to make sure her full lips brushed against my skin.
I twirled around on the barstool as Sophia’s dress tangled against my legs and pulled her in closer. Her knees suddenly gave way and dropped her into my lap as an arm wrapped around my neck—a little too dramatic to the accidental, but I gave her credit for trying.
"Afraid there are no stools left, but it looks like you found a seat all on your own." I winked and slipped my arm around her back to steady her.
She laughed and cast her eyes toward the floor. Her long lashes batted playfully as the tips of her fingers found the small curls at the nape of my neck, sending delicious sparks to other parts of my body.
"And I see you haven't come alone tonight, who is this?"
A raven-haired beauty in a rich burgundy gown curtsied politely in front of me. Soft ringlets tumbled over her naked bronze shoulders, as her dark ebony eyes drew me in.
"This is Alessandra, she's visiting from Badalah,” Sophia grabbed my chin and tilted my head to look at her, my interest in her new friend more obvious than I'd hoped. She fought a frown, trying to win back my affections with a flirtatious smile. "But she won't be staying long."
"Welcome to the Kingdom of Aboria, Alessandra. I would love to show you what our beautiful kingdom has to offer while you are here. That is if you aren't intimidated by being seen on the arm of a prince?"
Alessandra's eyes looked uneasy at Sophia, the corners of her mouth sinking until she turned and locked stares with me again. "I'd love to, Your Highness."
"Well then, we mustn't deny the people a chance to look upon your beauty. Might I suggest we start tomorrow?"
Sophia launched herself from my leg and huffed into the corner. I twitched, my body wanting to chase after her. But what courtesy would that show to a visitor? This was duty after all.
"I see your hands are empty, miss." I turned back towards the bar and the graying barkeep, Mr. Takka. “Another round for the fine company." I raised a finger in the air and circled my arm.
Mr. Takka shook his head. "You're running quite the tab tonight, Your Highness."
"Just giving the people what they want."
He quickly flipped the glasses on top of the wood-grained bar and pumped the taps of their sweet, amber ale. He handed two overfilled glasses to me. I took a large gulp, letting the heady foam fly down my throat and handed the second glass to Alessandra. She took my gesture with a slight bend of her knee and nod of her head. I liked this one. Maybe a trip through town with me might convince her to extend her time here.
Smash!
"For the last time, I said I don't want anything."
I glanced over at the corner where a petite mousy girl sat at a solo
