Henry. Just. Henry.

Chapter 47|Amirzia

Arrested by the guard, Henry was shoved to the throne room where his sentence awaited. The maids and every other guard he passed scowled at him, thinking he must be a convict of some sort.

Although, he had to admit, Amirzia’s palace was much more detailed and minimalistic that Rion’s. The halls were nothing but black walls, white fluffy rolled out carpets and diamond shaped light bulbs embedded into the ceiling.

Anyone would expect the kitchen to be the god of all messes, but as Henry passed the room big enough to be a dance hall, Chefs created intricate dishes while the maids and servers washed and dried.

A partnership so perfectly timed, they left the kitchen immaculate.

The throne room however, demanded attention.

The whole room was drenched in pastel pink, while the thrones were gold and black. Not the best colour combination, but Henry couldn’t judge when Rion had some questionable colour taste as well.

Intricate gold markings were engraved on the two arching entrances on each side of the thrones, and they glittered in the golden chandelier lights.

Walking out one of the arching entrances were two sinfully beautiful men.

The first dressed in crimson and black with bronze coloured skin so radiant, Henry blinked to make sure it wasn’t a trick of the light.

Not at all.

His skin was flawless, not a bump or pimple in sight. His buzz cut complemented his face’s strong and defined structure, and he had rosy red lips. One kiss and you’re hooked like a drug addict on crack.

He had quite the muscular stature as well, not so much it ripped his clothes the second he sat down, but enough for them to bulge and twitch.

As this nubian hunk relaxed into his throne, so did the flecked blond beauty. He wasn’t as muscular as the hunk beside him, but Henry found his chubbiness alluringly hot. Especially the visible strength in his thighs and shoulders.

Being wrapped up in him must feel protecting, but also sexually tantalizing. Not to mention those hypnotic hazel eyes that can beg, but also command. These men must have the best sex of their lives every time.

“For the love of Amirzia, no!” Orion, the Nubian hunk, said to his husband, Ryker.

“But it’s for the betterment of the Kingdom! I think it would be a great addition Ori!”

“Ry, just drop it. I’ll agree to that when you agree to be a bottom.”

“Hey! I can!”

Orion squinted at him.

“Not. I cannot.”

“Well there you have it.”

The guard coughed, gaining the Kings’ attention.

“Mateo.” Ryker said, smiling. “What brings your gorgeous face around here?”

Orion groaned. He knew this was Ryker’s revenge for not agreeing with him.

“Uhhh…” Mateo blushed. “I-I caught this young man sneaking around Princess Henette’s balcony while she was dressing.”

“Oh? We have a pervert on our hands.”

“No, no.” Henry said, looking between them. “Your highnesses I wasn’t spying. My name is Henry.” He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Prince Henry. I come from Rion.”

“Oh, so you’re the Prince they found.” Orion said.

“Yes sir.”

“Mateo, you can leave him here, thank you for your hard work.”