My Husband is a King

My Husband is a King
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"Before, I wanted to straighten it out on you" said Prince Arshlan again.


"Clearned? What's?" ask princess Estelle.


"If you can't love me in our married life, that's fine. You just need to play the role of Yorksland queen and don't try to create a scandal in the first year of our marriage. You may love another man, but that's .. later after the crown prince is born."


Deg .. deg .. deg ....


"What do you mean?" Princess Estelle looked at Prince Arshlan.


"Nothing else, exactly as I said. Can't you catch what I mean?" The prince raised his eyebrows, he lowered his head to approach the princess to have their heads aligned. "I'm sure your brain is smart."


The princess put her face back. In the midst of the increasingly becoming heartbeat, the prince even brought his face closer like this. Suddenly the princess felt on her own chest.


May my heart be in its place.


"Okay .. okay .... I getcha!" Princess Estelle said instantly after her body moved away from prince Arshlan. "But ... what?"


The princess gasped as if she had just realized something.


"Can I love another man after giving birth to the crown prince?" The princess repeated the last words of the prince.


"Yes .. Why?" Prince Arshlan brought himself closer to the princess.


The princess moved again.


"That's .. It's okay, right?" the prince asked again as if without sin. "Just giving birth to one child won't change anything from you? You also benefit from economic stability for the kingdom, then stronger military defense, and Noirland will also get a handsome and kind king like me. Yeah, right? The profit for you is very much, then .. I only ask for a child."


The prince made clear again the details of their agreement. But the more vivid the princess's memory of the covenant in their matchmaking, the more chaos that occurred in her mind.


"Yes, all right, then. We don't need to love each other and I only give you offspring for the crown prince!" The princess groaned in her words. "OK, fine!"


Princess Estelle stomped her feet, and walked with hard footsteps to leave the prince's place.


Prince Arshlan rubbed his chin, in his mind, he did nothing wrong, but the princess looked annoyed at his words.


Aaah, I know. Perhaps, he was not angry, but nervous about being around me. Yeah, maybe it's like that.


Drap drape drape


As Prince Arshlan was also about to leave his place, yet the tremors from the loud stomping of his feet rang out again.


The tall, athletic prince turned around again and saw who had come.


She's a beautiful woman, but this time .. she's terrible.


"Daughter Estelle? What's up again?" The prince tried to greet the princess with a red face as sweet as sour crab as his favorite.


"There's nothing!" Princess Estelle answered haughtily.


"You want to go to Raisilian, right?" Princess Estelle suddenly asked again.


The prince nodded. The princess's question was like a knife to her neck. "Well, what's wrong?"


"There's nothing!" Again the princess answered with the same answer.


"Then so quickly go to Raisilian, and return only with my mother."


"You kicked me out?"


"Yes!"


"Didn't you thank me? Why is it like this now? What's wrong?"