Betrothed To The Alpha

After a long horrible coma of three years, Pearl was back on her feet to celebrate her 23rd birthday. She was so happy finally seeing her friends and family after three years.

No one could ever believe that a simple fall into a slope could put Pearl into a three years coma.

After all the years of lost hope, Pearl was back in good health. She has always been that brave red-haired girl with sharp blue eyes who never fears anybody. She's also known to be good with swords and fly kicks. She's, in general, a strong girl.

"I am so happy to see you this strong and happy, Pearl. We literally lost hope of seeing you alive!" Seren said as she styled Pearl's hair beautifully.

"I know, right? I am so happy seeing my lovely besties again; I can't imagine what it'd look like losing you two!" She said with a smile as the three friends hugged warmly.

"It's your first birthday after three years. We will make sure we pimp you real good for the guest to see you, you know?... You will be having lots of friends and fiend's in the party, so you gotta be hundred percent good-looking" Rosamund said as a smile curved Pearl's lips.

"I am just so lucky to have you girls as friends; thank you so much for supporting me,'' she said, making a puppy face as Rosamund picked the nail polish.

"I am thinking of the color to use for your toenails, Seren. What do you think?" Rosamund asked as Seren clicked her fingers.

"White will be perfect for Pearl, especially as she has giant toenails," Seren teased as they all laughed.

Pearl could see her parents standing by the corner and whispering stuff; they seemed so uneasy as they talked and made suspicious gestures. Pearl wasn't just concentrating on whatever her parents might be discussing because of her fun dialogue with her friends.

After some minutes, her mom walked in with a smile on her face.

"My baby! You're looking so gorgeous today! I can't wait for the guests to see how lovely you look in your outer cloth, Seren and Rosamund. You girls are doing a great job here. Kudos... Just round up quickly. The party starts in a few minutes," her mom said and pecked her cheeks softly.

"Almost done, ma'am," Seren and Rosamund said in unison as Pearl's mom hurried out "your mom looks so happy today! Ever since you left, she has never smiled; I am so happy seeing her this happy!" Seren said and placed the beautiful hairpin on Pearl's hair as Pearl gently stood up with a smile facing the mirror as she turned, making her gown dance around.

"Your outer cloth looks stunning, Pearl," Rosamund said as Pearl looked down at the dress.

"I know, right?... I love floral clothes, and this one suits my red hair perfectly," she said as her hands rubbed the gown.

"You'd better start going down to meet the guest. I am sure they are eager to see you," Seren said as Pearl walked gently out of the room.

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I gently walked down the broken Marble made floor with my fingers trailing through the rusted railings as I held my gown to avoid falling from the stairs.

I could see how everyone danced happily with glasses of cocktails in their hands. The sound of the music was so loud that I couldn't hear myself.

I finally got to the ball ground, and everyone cheered upon seeing me. I knew that most of them didn't come to celebrate with me but came to check me out so they could have what to say to the other villagers.

I looked around the bright hall and sighted my parents saying stuff to themselves. I couldn't stop wondering what could be going on; they seemed so disturbed, all I just wanted was to approach them and ask them what the problem was, but I held myself back because of the presence of the guest.

I sighted the rich people in a secluded spot in their really expensive sported hose and a jacket for the men and flowing gowns matching with an elaborate headwear for the women. They looked so classic; I could tell my parent's monthly pay in knights farm yard wouldn't even buy the hand fan.

"Thank you all for coming to my party; I really appreciate you all for honoring my invite."

"There aren't many drinks at your Party'' one of the guests said as they all brushed into laughter, making me kinda sad. I didn't just want to throw my shoes to the fat, pot-bellied man because of the presence of the high mannered rich people.

They only came to my party because I have helped them in one way or another, not like we are a thing.

"My dear, take this money and get whatever you want to keep you in good health," one of the rich ladies said and gave me some pieces of coins while the others did the same. I could tell that they were ready to leave.

I watched them leave the party hall as I was left to face the low-life guests; most of them hated me because of my manlike fighting skills.

"It's high time you people patched your house before it falls on your heads. Are you people that poor? You loaned the land from the king without payment, and still, you can't build a good home," the tiny man with his oversized hat said as I clamped my teeth and tightened my fist. Why are they just so rude?

I stared in the direction of my parents to see if they could notice what was going on, but no, they were still busy discussing!... I looked up at the really cracked walls; it was really bad as almost all the corners were cracked.

My birthday party wasn't just feeling like it anymore. I was just so pissed off that my eyes were already smudging in tears.

I didn't expect such from them; I expected them to be welcoming as they hadn't seen me in a while.

The fact that my parents loaned land from the king and haven't still paid it back for twenty-three years now was bringing hate to our family, but still, they had no other choice than to loan the land after a terrible flood destroyed their thatch house, and my mother was pregnant of me, so she needed somewhere comfortable.

The king has been so ruthless to us ever since. Luckily enough he got sick recently.

"This Party is over!" I yelled, blinking hard in order for tears not to creep out. I hated feeling weak.

I watched as they all walked out, saying all sorts of disgusting things about my family, which got me pissed off... But what will I do when I am still weak from the coma? I still have a serious injury on my back that hurts me at the slightest movement.

I sighted my parents, who were surprised to see the people leaving before time; they stared at me in a questioning manner as I looked away angrily.

"Why are they leaving so fast?" My dad asked as I sighed.

"Of all days of having an endless discussion, you guys decided to do that on my birthday. You won't imagine how..." I couldn't complete my word as I rushed upstairs in threatening tears, holding my gown firmly to avoid falling.

"She wouldn't understand what's going on. The king has already sent a message across, and I am sure he is on his way with his guards," Pearl's mom said as she glued her butt to the worn-out couch. "I just hope all this ends peacefully; I am not just happy giving my daughter out as if she is worthless," her mom said as her dad walked to and fro in the sitting room speechlessly, you could see the worry in his eyes.

Just then, their already weak wooden door was matched open, and the king first came in and glanced around.

"Is this where my betrothed lives? So inconvenient. She should be happy to leave this dungeon to stay with me," he said as his eyes met with that of Pearl's dad, who knelt with his head bowed.

"Where is she?" He asked coldly.

"Sh...she... she's upstairs," he stuttered as the guards made up the stairs to get her.

"Leave me alone! You won't like what I'd do to you if I am freed," she yelled as she hit the able-bodied guard, who acted as if he wasn't feeling any pain at all.

"My king, I was able to get her but unlucky for me, her friends escaped through the window... Please forgive me," the guard said in a bow.

"Those are not important to me; take her to the chariot and stay there with her. She seems very stubborn and strong," the king said as the guard walked to the chariot.

"You don't know who I am, and I owe you nothing; take me back in!" She yelled as they threw her into the chariot.

The king was left with some of his guards and Pearl's parents as he sat on the crooked center table he saw.

"So you guys decided to hide her from me all this while; I heard you were planning to send her to the next kingdom, and you never knew that would make the situation worse. You loaned my father's land and couldn't pay it back, and you think you'd still have your daughter to yourself?... Anyways I don't have time for many talks... Guards burn down this dungeon with them inside," the king said as he stood up and made out of the house.

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I was being taken away by some unknown men, and my parents weren't saying a word to stop them; I felt so hurt and worthless.

Was this why they were acting suspiciously all the period of my birthday? Were they expecting this to happen? Who was the rich-looking young man dressed in a royal robe? He stood in front of my parents so strongly and powerfully.

I hated myself for not being able to defend myself and my parents, and I hated the woman I had become after the coma. I was now a weak duckling.

"What do I owe to deserve this kind of treatment from you and your master?" I asked the very mighty-looking black man, who wasn't smiling a bit as he turned to me coldly with no expression written on his face.

"He is not just my master, he is the King of Guham, and you're betrothed to him, so you should learn to get used to him or watch yourself be his sex slave," the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular.

I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me?

Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them... What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

But still, I can't just be sold to the king unwillingly! Why have my parents decided to reject me right after I recovered from a coma? Wouldn't it have been better to die from the coma than marry the ruthless young king?

The stories I have heard about him were in no way good; according to what I have heard, he has four wives, and he doesn't care about any of them as he sleeps with any lady he wants. So being married by the king is basically making me a fifth wife!

The thought of that nearly made me puke. This wasn't what I planned for my life; I had always wanted to get married to my heartthrob and not be an enslaved person in the name of Wife.

I sat sadly in the big golden chariot, thinking of what the king would do when he comes in here, what it would be like being his wife, and how I would tell him how I hate him.

"The King is here," the guard said, coming down from the chariot as he helped the king into the chariot, leaving the both of us inside and climbing on the white and brown horse.

"Nice to see you, wife. I bet you will have a beautiful life with me instead," he said as he giggled in a cocky way, making me sneer in disgust. How dare he.

"Where are my parents?" I asked, ignoring his words.

"About to die in 3 seconds," he said as the chariot started moving with the guards following from behind on their horses.

"What do you mean by that!?" I was already scared because I knew what he was capable of doing.

Just then, our house blew up!

"My parents were inside! Why did you do this just after taking me away from them!" I cried as I held his collar, forgetting who he was. I couldn't imagine losing my parents in such a way after leaving them for three years! "They tried their best to sell me to you just because of a piece of land, and you killed them? Why are you so cruel? Why have you decided to ruin my life so early!" I cried as I freed him from my grip.

"Your parents didn't sell you to me. They used you to pay for their debt; you were betrothed to me even before you were born, so I own you," he said, straightening his expensive robe, which I really rumpled "and for this damage?" He said, pointing at the robe "you will pay for it because I can't wear it again," he said and pulled his very thick black colored side cut hair to the back of his ear as it was obstructing his view.

I was so sad about losing my parents, but at the same time, I felt total hatred for them. How could they promise the king marriage with me and not tell me? They sold me to the king as if I was worthless and a burden to them.

I turned to look at the person I was to get married to. He is a King with a reputation.

He was so emotionless, cruel, ruthless, and filled with pride and power, yet still blessed with such beauty.

How can a man have such beautiful thick black hair, a hair far prettier and thicker than mine and many other ladies, I am sure he uses a lot for his hair to look that beautiful with a very attractive side cut that covers his left eyes no matter how hard he tries tucking it to the corner of his ear.

His red lips were so thick and outstanding, looking so wet as if he's been kissing all day long... What I'm I saying? He is King Archer, the ladies' man.

I was so angry at myself for admiring his features. It was a sight to behold!

He turned to me, looking straight into my eyes with those seductive sharp hazel eyes of his! I hated his eyes on me! It was making me lust. I am supposed to be angry and not admire him.

"I'm sure my to-be wife already hates me... Don't worry, I promise to treat you nicely," he said, giving that smile I hated as he caressed my cheeks.

We rode into the castle to see people standing on both sides in a straight line with their heads bowed; they were obviously the maids and guards.

I scanned around the castle as my mouth dropped open in shock. This wasn't just a castle but a magnificent building that looked like a dream house with its huge silver gate that definitely was made by the richest welder.

The castle walls were made with expensive marble that shone to the brightness of the sun, and the windows and doors were made of clear smudgy glass.

Such a beauty to behold in the kingdom of Guham, and I never got to see it!

"You see... All this people are waiting for your arrival to tell you how important you are. All you have to do for me now is try to act like a Queen that you're because you're royalty now; I don't want you to act all masculine like a warrior," The king said as I rolled my eyes and the guards opened the chariot, they helped me down gently.

The smell of the pretty and well-treated roses and daffodils filled my nose as I sniffed it in with confidence.

The king held my hand so tightly as we walked through the carpet as the guards and maids bowed. Just then, four ladies strutted majestically to us with fake smiles as they pecked me a welcome.

I could tell that they were the king's wives and what they did was a normal ritual, and I could tell that they didn't like me with the look on their faces.

The king and I walked to the castle entrance, about to enter the very big building, as one of the maids walked up to me and bowed respectfully.

She was a beautiful blonde with a butt length hair that stood out amongst others and beautiful small green eyes as bright as ever and, to round it up, sun-kissed skin that obviously didn't see the sun even a bit... Yeah, right, they never leave the castle for any reason whatsoever.

I was feeling so intimidated by her beauty already to imagine her as a palace maid! Hasn't King Archer, the ladies man, seen her? Because I am sure he would want her as a wife or a sex slave.

"You're welcome, my Queen; I have been waiting to see you...I am Sage, and I am assigned to take care of you as a personal maid," she said in a bow as I nearly choked... A personal maid? Why? And how can such beauty be my personal maid when she is obviously prettier than I am with a pretty body shape too!

"You're beautiful," I blurted a compliment.

"Thanks, my Queen; I would love to take you to your room," she said, still lowered in a bow, she wasn't just making the mistake of looking into my face... Was it a bad thing to look into a Queen's face or something?

"Lead the way."

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"Here we are, my Queen, this is your room," She said as I scanned around the dreamy room; what the heck will I be doing with such a large room, the bed was just so large that it could contain four persons and the bedstand was just so exquisite.

I turned around to meet my reflection in a very large clear mirror with lots of creams and stuff on the table. I was just so lost. If it was a dream, I didn't want to wake up till eternity!

"I am sure my Queen loves her room," she said as I turned to meet her smiling, staring at the ground. I totally forgot that I needed to act civilized in order not to be seen as low-class.

"Yes, indeed, I love it; it actually caught my fancy," I said, sitting by the mirror, trying to act normal as if I was used to fancy things.

"I am glad you love it, my queen. I personally designed it for you," she said with a blush, obviously proud of herself. "I am sure you would love to know what I will do for you as your personal maid..." She said as I stood up, walking to and fro in the room, staring at it in disbelief.

"Yes, please tell me," I said as I turned to her.

"I am here to serve you and you alone, always at your beck and call, prepare and serve your meal except the king calls for a family meal or something; I will bathe you and lead you to wherever you want to go... In general, I will be taking care of you, my Queen," she said in a bow.

"You will bathe me!" I said in shock as she slightly raised her head.

"I hope my Queen doesn't have a problem with me bathing her?" She asked as I cleared my throat.

"Definitely not. I am fine with it."

Wait... She didn't just say that she would bathe me. I mean, she will regularly see my nakedness!

What's wrong with the rich? Why will I have my hands and watch someone else bathe me just because I am a Queen? Allegedly.

"My Queen, I would like to take off your outer clothes and bathe you; I am sure you are stressed out from the long journey. I would also love to give you a good massage to make you feel relaxed," she said, gently walking over to me.

"What dress will I change into? I came here with nothing".

"The King got you clothes and shoes of different sizes, so you do not have a problem," she said, opening the closet as my eyes nearly fell out of its socket in awe.

What in God's name will I do with all of that? They were much for one person; if they really are mine, I would love to send some to Seren and Rosamund. They are just so beautiful and expensively made with quality fabrics.

"That was so thoughtful of him then..." I simply said as I freed myself, allowing her to lose my dress.

I sat in front of the mirror after a warm bath and a satisfying massage as the beautiful maid applied different creams to my hair and brushed it smoothly, bringing back the long-lost glow of my bone-straight red hair.

Yeah, I had this beautiful Asian-like hair, even if I am not Asian, but I hated my hair so much, especially the color, but now I know I was wrong! My hair was only lacking proper treatment. It got back its glow and was perfectly straightened.

Although I had lots of breakages because... you don't expect a half-dead person to take care of her hair!

Still, no matter how good she tried to pimp my hair, it wasn't still looking as beautiful as hers.

I looked at her beautiful reflection in the mirror as she looked so keen on applying lotion to my freckled skin, she was so careful applying the lotion, and I loved her devotion as a maid.

"Are you from this kingdom?" I found myself asking as I stared at her reflection in the mirror. I could see that she smiled slightly, and I wondered why.

"No, my Queen, I am from Bemuga, the next kingdom," she said as she dropped the brush on the dressing table "my Queen, I am done with your dressing," she announced as I smiled at the mirror.

"You did a great job," I said as I glanced at my boobs which were too obvious. I was not too fond of the fact that all the clothes in the closet were exactly like this, and according to the maid, the king liked such clothes.

Of course, the ladies' man would want to see all of this; he's so disgusting!

"Is there nothing I can do to cover up my boobs a little?" I asked as I tried to push the gown up, but it was just so tight to go up; I had never worn this kind of outer dress before.

"I am sorry, my Queen, but the King prefers it like this. He would be angry if you wore something not revealing," she said as I sighed and sat back on the dressing chair, glaring at my boobs' reflection, I was just so pissed off.

"I am sorry, my Queen if you don't feel comfortable in the outfit; I wish I could help," she said with a bow. I could see that she felt sad that she couldn't satisfy me, but I didn't blame her. I blame the ladies' man, King Archer, for being such a dirty-minded person.

"Never mind, Sage, it's far from your fault. You did your job perfectly well," I said as a knock on the door got my attention as I signaled Sage to open it and check who it was.

The oldest Queen, as I could see by her advanced look came in, and Sage bowed slightly. I was about to bow but remembered I'm a Queen, just like her.

She walked around the room looking disgusted as she scanned the room. I knew she hated me right from the time I inhaled the first air from the palace.

I already knew there would be many competitions between the other wives and me, and this lady here had started it.

Her eyes landed on me as she scanned me from head to toe in disgust which made me almost burst into the real me but remembering that I am not just a regular villager, I had to keep calm and allow her to do whatever she wanted.

Her eyes drifted to Sage, who was still bowing as if she wasn't noticing anything around her.

"What are you still doing standing there?" She barked most disgustingly ever as Sage raised her head up, looking at me in a questioning manner; I could tell she needed permission from me to leave.

"Sage, you can go for now. Thanks for your service," I said as the queen scoffed and flipped her hair back in a classy way.

"Trying to act all sweet and nice to get everyone to like you?" She said with a smirk as she scanned me from head to toe and back to my face.

I was already getting hurt and disregarded by the looks as I crossed my arms together, giving her a clear view.

"You're not a match to compete with me anyways."

She said as I scoffed. Who the hell was competing with anyone when I came here against my wish?

"Anyways, I am Zinnia, the King's first wife, and his most desired wife; I'd say you should stay in your lane in this castle, don't try too hard to get to the King's bed," she said in a warning tone as I scoffed in disgust, she turned to leave after giving me an evil eye but turned back to me again, "and the King hates red haired ladies, trust me when I say that," she said and left, slamming the door behind her.

I fell back on my huge bouncy bed as memories of my parents and friends returned. Yeah, I was alone, just me and my thoughts.

I couldn't just imagine how fast I lost everything. The king took me away from my parents and still killed them. Why is he so ruthless?

Even if my parents acted badly by using me to pay off their debt, that doesn't make them deserve to die so fast!

If the king truly hates red-haired girls, then why did he marry me? To punish me or what?

I just hope Rosamund and Seren are fine because the way they jumped down from the window was just too rough and not feminine at all... They might wrink their legs or something worse than that.

I scanned the large room and the expensive stuff in it, all beautiful, but what use is it if I am here for a reason that isn't my choice?

I am here to get married to the ruthless King Archer, ladies' man, and I will have to submit to him whenever and wherever... I am definitely going to be his sex slave.

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