𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌'𝖘 𝕲𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 |ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ꜱᴇᴀᴠᴇʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ|

Chapter 5

"Ofcourse, there is you silly old goose" you laughed, he just looked at you in a brief moment and look away- as if he imagined that you're not there and did not say that.

"We have a dungeon back in our kingdom, but it's not held in the castle, nor at the back. It's in the village, usually about three people put there because of stealing. And it's suprising that you have to stay there for three years because you stole a bread! But after that I donated many many foods for the needs." You shook your head in disappointment but happy that you talked to the guard without being scared.

"Tsk. It's pretty different from there, isn't it? So innocent and equal." He said in a mocking tone. You almost said something but would probably regret it.
"I'll take that as a compliment." You accept.

"People are put here, because of murder, rape, stealing precious jewelries and all the bad things you can think of." He scared.

"Like, sending you through space and get lost into the depth of infite black surroundings about millions of lightyears away from planet earth until you became a speck?"

"What?" He confusedly asked. He probably didn't get the fear you said but it's alright, it doesn't matter anyway.

"Do you even feed them there? They must have starved." You worriedly said, trying hard not to barge in and give them foods. "We do, once a day. Letting them get what they deserve." He chuckled lightly.

"But they'll die!" You exclaimed. What exactly are you doing? You are being super soft hearted to the sinners.

"Your highness, they rape and murder, you can't just possibly let them have the greatest time of their lives, they don't deserve that anymore." He monotonously said. "Tomorrow, hang day will be commence."

"What's hang day?" You curiously asked. It seems like the kingdom is the most opposite of yours. He sighed in defeat, you don't name days in your kingdom, just holidays.

"It's where criminals get sentence to death by being hanged." He nonchalantly said. You gasped as you held your heart for comfort. Oh dear, the horror!

"Wait, wait, what? And who likes this anyway?" You asked trying to solve this problem. You don't know what to say.

"The people and ofcourse, the king." He smirked. He knows that stating that wretched king would enrage your temper. "But, we don't consider it to be wrong, it's actually to bring justice for the victims." He's got a point. Turns out it's not bad after all. You nodded understandingly.

"The king likes brutal scenaries, he took sinister murders into entertainment. Mostly, he would kill criminals who dares to step on his path, making the kingdom more hallowed and feared. The fun fact is, we never looses a battle when he make the plan. He's smart at it.  But becareful who you messed, your higness, he maybe your soon to be husband but if you ever do him wrong- without doubt he will slit your throat without mercy." He said, leaned closer to scare you. You backed away from him and stared deeply to his eyes, he grinned insanely.

"Don't scare the princess away, Harold, we don't want a maiden in distress, do we?" Someone intervened, you craned your head and saw the king coming both of your ways. You glared at him and crossed your arms, ready for the challenge. You rolled your eyes,

"Actually, I'm not scared, I'm just disappointed of how a king would be so vile to his people, that even his guards knows his cruel actions more than the good ones, eh?" You walk off, leaving the king and this 'Harold' though Harold is good at talking but does he have to scare you off? And to top it off, the king made it's way and heard enough to teased you.

The king and his madness, how outrageous for him to do that to his people? Although they do stuff that's wrong, why the fuck would he held a day where everyone got to see being sentenced to death and cheered? This kingdom is very notorious of immoral.

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The servants bowed at you whenever you passed them in the castle, how polite. You were called that it's dinner already and it was about time because you're dang hungry. You were lead in the kitchen with marvelous designs, in the middle is a big wooden long table, it wasn't a surprised that tables are gonna be put in the middle.

You sat at the end and smiled, and looked down to see there's nothing here but utensils. You looked at someone who stood there, looking at you.

"Hey, when will dinner's going to be served?" You asked, he was hesitating if you are talking then you clarify that it's him.

"Oh, when the king is here, Your grace." He answered, you nodded and wait patiently. You looked at the golden utensils infront of you and dared to count them. Golds there, and golds here, even the door handle is gold. How much spare did the people get from his riches? He must be so corrupt.

Greedy.

Out of the silence, the door's kitchen swung open as the devil himself walked in, the robe is still danggling behind him with his crown untouch, he took a glimpse at you with anger and you look away before you can say 'pig'. He sat infront of you, at the end of the table, specifically. He clapped two times and all the servers came into view with food with their hands.

Your mouth watered, woah, how much food is he going  to eat? That's alot than I eat in one day. You look at everyone who eyed the food they made making you loose your apetite but you still manage to eat. Everyone left except the  both of you who ate so quiet as if you can hear a lizard serenading to a another.

He cleared his throat to break the ice. You looked up at him in curiosity. "I would like to hold our marriage. Since you arrived here, everything became a cringe worthy palace." He loathed you and you loathed him back.

"Oh yes, I certainly most agree to that; because, since I arrived here I also want to help the people before you steal my will to be able to." You retorted.

"Specifically, princess. Both of our wills our taken by our loving parents." He looked down at his plate.

"What do you mean?" You asked, feeling interested at the topic. He contemplate before looking up to you.

"Our dear parents has arrange us for a long time. You probably know that yours and mines are the best of friends," he said looking directly at your eyes. You nodded for him to go on.

"Although, once they died, they would commence the arrange marriage that they'd planned. Your father, he wanted you to pick a man before marriage but you're too picky for your own good. It didn't broke the contract." His eyes wondered away, a glimpse of hurt were reflected through his eyes. Both of you were hurt badly. So you stayed shut and tried not to talk about your parents so the both of you won't be broken.

A/N: another update! Ahah! That's alot. And thanks for the votes and comments heres the update. Enjoy.

Warning: I didn't proofread this so sorry for the typos and once again the grammatical errors

Btw, I'm not be able to update tomorrow since I'm going to school for the first time since I moved here in Canada🇨🇦