Married to the arrogant king

CARL’S POV

What did she just say, she’s the princess?

“What did you say?” I asked to be sure

“I am princess Zara of Azrael.”

“But you are a man,” one of the council members blurted out and I glared at him. Is he so foolish that he can not see that the person in front of him was a woman?

“I’m not,” she muttered removing the boy’s wig she was wearing, letting her long dark hair fall freely. How beautiful, I thought, letting out a breath of relief and the council members also did the same. Oh, I didn’t they were also scared of having an ugly queen.

“Then why is this woman dressed as the princess, and you’re dressed as a man,” Jeffrey asked.

“I was embarking on a dangerous journey, so I needed to protect myself,” she replied.

That doesn’t change the fact that she fooled me into thinking that the ugly woman was the princess. She could have easily changed when she got to Everton, but she choose to fool me, for that I would make her life miserable.

ZARA’S POV

When I entered Everton, it was different from what I expected. It was not creepy at all.

It was very big, five times bigger than Azrael and it was very beautiful and magical. I was thinking it was going to be dark and creepy and look like the devil’s home, but I was wrong.

We arrived at the palace, and I saw the people who came to welcome us.

“The King is not there,” Lia muttered, and I looked around to see if I would see him but I didn’t. How rude, I’ve heard he was really arrogant, now I know, the rumors were true.

We were greeted by an elderly woman, she wore a royal robe and I guessed she was the Queen mother.

“I’m princess Zara,” I told her since her arrogant son was not there, I won’t hide it from her.

“So beautiful,” she muttered, hugging me and I smiled. she seemed like a nice person.

I’m Catherine, mother of King Carl, she muttered with a smile.

“I’m sorry for my son’s rudeness,” she said and I smiled.

After greeting the queen and the council members outside, we were directed to the throne room.

“Your majesty the princess of Azrael,” the herald announced, and we walked in.

Evelyn, the woman I disguised as the princess was walking in front, while I walked beside her.

Immediately we reached the king’s place we stood in front of him. He sat down on his throne and crossed his legs and everything about him screamed arrogance.

I wouldn’t deny he was really handsome and his face looked like an angel, He also had beautiful hazel eyes. This is why they say don’t let look deceive you.

I could see the disappointed look on his face as he looked at Evelyn. I was so happy. This was payback for being rude. And back when we were captured, he could have sent some soldiers to help if he wanted to but he didn’t.

I was enjoying the look on his face, and I almost started laughing but stopped myself.

“Greetings your majesty,” she said in her deep voice and I could see the look of disgust On his face. Wow, I’m really enjoying this.

He looked at me and our eyes met. His eye held mine for a second and I smirked. I wanted to show him how much, I enjoyed his displeasure.

As much as I enjoyed seeing him suffer, I had to step in.

“Greetings your majesty,” I’m princess Zara of Azrael, I said and everyone grasped. I guess they were surprised.

“What did you say?” king Carl asked, and I almost chuckled.

I’m princess Zara of Azrael.”

“But you are a man,” one of the council members mumbled, and I turned to look at him.

“I’m not,” I said removing the boy’s wig from my head, letting my long hair fall.

“Then why is this woman dressed as the princess, and you’re dressed as a man,” a guy asked.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I was embarking on a dangerous journey, so I needed to protect myself,” I replied, and I could see the relief on everyone’s faces.

My eyes caught a particular lady and she was glaring at me with scorn. She stood among the council members and I wondered who she was.

She looked at me with hatred in her eyes. I scoffed, it’s not like I knew her, or did anything to make her hate me.

“Welcome to my nation princess Zara,” Carl said with a smirk, and I wondered what was going on in his mind.

I also found myself smirking back.

“A feast will be held to welcome princess Zara to Everton,” Carl announced, walking away.

“Princess Zara, hmmm, I thought you said you were a man,” Theon teased with a playful look.

“I’m sorry Theon, I didn’t want to tell you because I was trying to protect myself.”

“It’s fine, I understand. I already knew you were a girl when Lia called you princess before.” Theon teased.

Lia, that fool. If Theon was not a good guy she would have gotten us killed.

The feast was held in the evening, and there were lots of people and music.

“Princess, I have to admit King Carl is so handsome,” Lia whispered, giggling and I scoffed.

He’s handsome but the devil, I replied with an eye roll and Lia chuckled.

Carl sat on the throne with a drink in his hands, with a bored look. he seems not a little bit interested in the party.

I was also not interested, but I had no choice.

“Princess Zara,” someone said from behind, and I turned to see the same girl, who was glaring at me in the throne room before.

She walked up to me with an air of arrogance around her.

“I’m Gwen and I’m also the daughter of the king’s advisor,” she said with pride.

“It’s nice to meet you, Gwen,” I said with a smile.

“I would say the same, she muttered silently. I guess she didn’t think I would hear it, but I did. I wonder what her problem was.

“I’m also the king’s best friend and his most favorite person, if you need to know anything about the king just ask me because I know it all,” she muttered with a smirk.

“I’m sure the princess will have enough time to get to know the king by herself you don’t have to worry,” Lia muttered rudely.

“Ooh sure, suit yourself, but if you change your mind, I’ll be right here,” Gwen said with a fake smile, walking away.

“She’s such a bitch, I already hate her,” Lia muttered and I chuckled.

“You only just meet her, how could you hate her?” I asked.

“I don’t know princess, but I get a bad vibe from her, and besides you also don’t know king Carl, but you hate him.”

“It’s different, I’ve heard a lot about him and I know he’s the devil.”

“Are you talking about my brother,” a tiny voice said from behind.