The Alien King's Alluring Obsession

Edna

I was sitting on the bed. There were many boxes filled with clothes, accessories and many more near my bed.

If I followed the plan the King made, I was supposed to get dressed after eating.

I have been on an hunger strike since yesterday. It was a bit hard to do but going hungry was a little cost to pay for my freedom.

I want to see if the king would be willing to marry a corpse.

I really hope this hunger strike persuades the king to let me go.

"Please, my lady. You are just torturing yourself like this. We can walk through any issues together. I am here for you and the King is here for you too." The female servant, Catherine said.

I stopped replying to her.

Catherine and I had said similar things yesterday.

I was tired of having variations of the same discussion over and over again. Catherine's footsteps faded away as she left.

I leaned backwards and rested on the bed. My eyes stuck to the beautiful ceiling above my bed.

My mind wandered away.

The water around me started to become restless. I sat up and looked towards the entrance of my bedroom.

The Queen and a few guards were at the door. The Queen didn't have a good on her face.

She was a little bit haggard but it could be seen that she tried to pull herself together. Her face was decorated beautifully.

Her accentuated eyes looked at me coldly.

"Sophia, what do you think you are doing?" She asked as she came closer to the bed.

A few servants were amongst the guards behind the queen. Catherine was among those servants.

I understood what happened.

When she noticed that she wouldn't be able to persuade me, she went to get people that would be able to do so.

I knew any of the servants and guards in my Palace weren't truly my own.

Fortunately, I had not taken a fancy to the King. If a person that was in love with the king was in my shoes, she might feel bad.

I wasn't in love with the king but I was not comfortable with this current situation either. I felt like I was an exotic animal performing on the stage.

People that weren't truly on my side surrounded me. This was one of the reasons why I refused to bring Catherine closer even when she repeatedly assured me that she was here for me.

I looked at the Queen with a challenge in my eyes, "I am just not hungry so I don't want to eat. Simple."

"You don't want to eat or you are trying to go on an hunger strike to protest against something that is already a done deal?" The Queen asked.

"So, you know I was trying to protest? Tell your husband to let me go. I don't want to be one of his dozen wives." I requested.

"That is not possible." The Queen deadpanned, "Don't you know that it is an honor to marry the King?"

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I rose to my feet, "That's the thing. I don't want this honor. I thought you were a jealous Queen, why would you torture yourself to this state instead of supporting me and letting me leave?"

"The king wants you and he will get you. Stop your childish tricks. If you refuse to eat, you will be taken to the venue with an empty stomach. Whether your stomach is empty or not wouldn't spoil the wedding. The choice is up to you." The queen said. "You guys should do your worst. I am not going to be wedded. You can talk about me going to the wedding venue with an hungry stomach but can you guarantee that I would cooperate?" I smiled.

"We don't need your cooperation. If you have to be tied down and taken to the altar, we will do so. Nobody under this ocean would mind or complain." The Queen responded to my smile with one of her own.

Her words had an element of truth in them. I could see it in her eyes. She was ready to put every word she said to action.

Although she might be currently green with jealousy and anger, she was ready to do anything the king instructed her to do.noveldrama

I knew the Queen wouldn't storm into my chambers like this if the king hadn't given her express permission to do so.

He liked appearing in front of me like a saint but his core was as dark as ink.

"You have said enough. Catherine, bring the food." I instructed.

Catherine detached herself from the group the Queen brought and left the bedroom.

A few minutes later, she came back with a large tray. She brought the tray to me.

I scooped the first spoonful and brought it to my mouth.

Once the queen confirmed that I was cooperating, she left as suddenly as she had arrived.

Catherine stayed in the bedroom but her head was lowered.

She didn't try to say any pretentious words about being by my side anymore.

That was a great development. I was already tired of hearing those words.

Heavy silence accompanied me as I ate. I tried my best to eat slowly but the food eventually finished.

I couldn't delay time anymore.

After I finished everything on the tray, Catherine took the tray away.

She came back after returning the tray.

"My lady, the wedding is going to start soon and you need to prepare." She said.

She didn't wait for my agreement. It was clear that she was just informing me of the plans she and the King mapped.

Catherine clapped and four girls came into the bedroom.

Those girls opened the boxes containing the clothes and accessories the King sent.

Excitement was weaved through their actions.

I was itching to roll my eyes. They were behaving like crazy fangirls.

It was clear that these girls might think I was ungrateful for refusing to marry the King.