Chapter 3
the king's chamber
King Letuka's Chamber – Late at Night
The palace hallway was quiet, with only the faint sound of footsteps echoing in the dark. King Letuka walked slowly, his face tight with frustration. Candlelight flickered along the walls, casting his shadow behind him like a silent companion.
"These ministers are pushing me too far," he muttered, shaking his head. "At this hour, they dare summon me? And now this nonsense about impregnating Lord Garius's daughter? What are they thinking?"
His jaw clenched. He stopped walking for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm the fire burning in his chest.
"I agreed to take her as a concubine. That should've been enough. But now they want me to impregnate her? What is Garius trying to gain from this?"
He rubbed his temple, his mind full of unanswered questions.
Finally, he reached his chamber. His loyal servant, Gilas, was waiting at the door, looking nervous.
"Your Majesty, Lady Kaira—"
"You are dismissed," Letuka said, his voice cold.
Gilas bowed and left without another word.
Letuka opened the door and stepped inside. The moment he entered, his instincts told him—something wasn't right. The room felt too quiet, too still.
His hand moved quickly to the dagger at his side.
"Who's in here?" he shouted. "Show yourself!"
He grabbed a lantern and lit it. The warm glow filled the room, revealing Kaira standing nervously.
She was dressed in a pale silk gown, her hands folded in front of her. She looked frightened, her eyes darting around as if searching for a way to disappear.
"I'm here to spend the night with you, Your Majesty," she said softly, barely meeting his eyes.
Letuka stared at her. His thoughts raced.
"Her father's plan again," he thought. "He's desperate to tie me to his family. First the concubine request, now this."
"What's your name again?" he asked sharply.
"Kaira, Your Majesty," she replied, bowing her head.
He stepped closer, narrowing his eyes. "Do you want to die?"
She gasped, falling to her knees in fear. "Please! I was sent by the Queen! She said I should get close to you… so I can understand you better."
Letuka raised an eyebrow. "The Queen? That's bold of her."
He studied Kaira for a long moment. Her hands trembled, her body stiff with fear. He could tell she was struggling to hold herself together.
"Stand up," he said at last.
She got to her feet slowly, careful not to upset him.
"Now strip," he ordered.
Kaira's breath caught in her throat. She looked at him in shock, frozen.
"Must I say it again?" he said firmly.
Her hands moved, hesitating. Her fingers fumbled at the ties of her gown. One layer dropped, then another, until only a thin slip remained. She stood trembling, eyes shining with tears, her face flushed with shame.
Letuka watched her, his face unreadable. Then he scoffed.
"Stop!" You can not sleep beside me with that heavy clothes on,it's okay like that,or do you want to strip naked In front of me?,have some decency atleast!" King Letuka snapped.
"Oh,your Majesty,I'm sorry!" She breathed a sigh of relief.
King Letuka moved into the corner chamber to removed all his clothes and came back completely stark naked,immediately he stepped out,kaira instantly turned back and covered her face,,
"Your majesty " why are you not wearing anything,you should also have some decency! She muttered silently.
"What did you say?" He heard her murmured.
"Nothing,your majesty! She groaned silently.
"It's fine,now let's go inside,I'm already feeling sleepy as it is!"...he said,heading inside the inner chamber.
"Yes,your majesty"she bowed.
she followed behind him while looking at his bare body walking in front of her,"he looked manly,with how devilish he is!" She thought inwardly.
Immediately they entered the inner chamber, kaira admired the room, it looked simple with plain decorations,,
King Letuka immediately laid on the bed, turned to the other side..... Kaira silently laid beside him,not too close, the king turned back to kaira as soon as he heard the movement of kaira lying beside him,,he intentionally hugged her from the back,trying to figure out her plan and her father's plan, as he intentionally making his dick poking her clothes and she gasped silently.
"What is this king trying to do, oh heavenly creator!My first mission is in the morning, I don't want to loose my virginity to this wicked and brutal king,,,, this is not why I'm here!!!"She thought inwardly.
She began to breath heavily as he moved his hands to her breasts and began rubbing them all over in her undergarment,Eventually, he rubbed his hands up and down her body with the garment..She started to feel his body,,she felt his hardness on her garment as she could feel it getting harder and harder,he then did the unbelievable!!, he took her hand and rubbed it around his budge,, he was breathing heavily,she tried to free herself from his grips but unable to get off his grip, he swiftly turned her to his side, and With one hand he held her face and kissed her hard and long intertwining his tongue with her... French kissing was something he was excelled at,,With his other hand, he moved to her pubic area ,through under her garment,and put his hand on her vagina, brushing aside her short pubic hair,she really didn't have much though,kaira almost couldn't breathe,,He rubbed his fingers up and down around her vagina,He began touching her clit and vulva lips,she suddenly got hold of herself,,
"No," her mind whispered. "I won't let this happen."
She gasped and pushed him away.
"Please, forgive me, Your Majesty—I can't!" she cried, her voice shaking with emotion.
The king didn't speak for a moment. He looked at her, his face calm but unreadable.
Then, quietly, he turned away.
"Goodnight."
Kaira was left lying beside him, tears welling in her eyes. Her heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't sleep.
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Morning
When Letuka woke, he saw Kaira curled up on the floor, looking small and tired. He sat up and stared at her for a moment, still wondering what had happened the night before.
Was this part of Garius's plan? Or was she playing a different game?
She stirred and slowly opened her eyes. The moment she saw him watching, she sat up.
"Good morning, Your Majesty," she said softly.
Not too long,the palace maids announced the king's breakfast.
"Eat before you leave," he said.
Kaira nodded. "Will you join me, Your Majesty?"
Letuka gave her a sharp look. "I'll eat when I'm ready. Don't ask foolish questions."
"Yes, Your Majesty," she said quickly.
Immediately she got to the outer chamber.
She sat at the table and, pulled a small black pouch from her hair. She sprinkled the powder into his food with steady hands, her face calm. Inside, her heart raced.
Not quite long,king Letuka emerged from the inside,he cleared his throat after sitting beside the table,he started eating without sparing kaira a glance.
"He's eating it," she thought. "That's the first dose. Just nine more, and he'll be too weak to fight back."she thought inwardly.
And why are you staring at me without eating your food!"king Letuka snapped.
"I'm sorry your majesty" she replied, excitedly.
The king noticed her sudden excitement but shrugged it off.
Then, there was a knock at the door.
"Your Majesty!" Gilas called from outside.
"Come in," Letuka said.
Gilas entered, looking serious.
"Forgive the interruption, Your Majesty. But… Queen Mayana has collapsed."
Letuka's expression changed at once. The coldness in his face vanished, replaced by something deeper—concern, maybe even fear.
Kaira's eyes widened. "The queen… collapsed?"
"Yes," Gilas said.
Letuka stood up at once, already heading for the door.
"I will see her myself."
The Royal Physician's Chamber.
The halls of the palace were busier than usual, as servants rushed to and fro. King Letuka moved quickly, his pace hurried but controlled. Gilas walked closely behind him, eyes scanning the surroundings for anything out of the ordinary. Kaira trailed behind, her every step full of uncertainty.
When they reached the royal physician's chamber, the door was already open. A servant stepped aside to let them in. Inside, Queen Mayana laid on the large bed, her face pale and drawn. The royal physician, an older man with thin gray hair glasses perched on the tip of his nose, was examining her closely.
Letuka stepped forward, his face hard, though his eyes betrayed a hint of concern. He leaned over the bed, his voice low and steady.
"How is she?"
The physician looked up, his expression grave. "Your Majesty, the queen has been poisoned."
Letuka's heart skipped a beat, but he showed no outward sign of shock. He took a step back, eyes flickering toward Kaira. She stood near the door, her face as pale as the queen's.
"Poisoned?" Letuka repeated, his voice controlled, but there was an edge to it now. "Who could have done this?"
The physician shook his head. "It's difficult to say, Your Majesty. The symptoms are not immediately obvious, but the effects are clear. Her condition is critical."