The Kings Love

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[Day 23, November 15th]
Jasmine

Choose Your King

I felt the anger start up at the heels of my feet then slowly build up to spread throughout the whole of my body. He laughed at me! He truly full blown laughed in my face. I completely ignored the fact that his laugh sounded like the sweetest bell in the world and I also ignored the fact that it sent the most maddening feel of butterflies to my stomach. I narrowed my eyes to slits at the rude monarch, my anger nearly bubbling over the top.

King Laurent: "I will hear your story miss Jasmine but first, we shall eat since dinner has been postponed far to long as we all waited for you to join us. So if you don't mind, please have a seat.", I was caught off guard by the sweet change in the Kings voice. I had the slightest feeling that he was definitely bipolar. Letting the burning anger die down, I sighed and noticed that the only seat available was next to Candice. I groaned inwardly, just knowing this wasn't going to go my way. I sat down, ignoring the sneer from the braided beauty. The long twists King signaled for the servants to bring in the food. As carts were pushed in by different maids in the grey dresses, I could see just how filled to the top with delicious foods of different varieties they were but I wasn't particularly hungry and so I just observed the rest of the room.

The dining space was just as gorgeous as the other rooms of the castle I previously saw and also was adorned with the colors red and gold, seemed the Kings knew of no other kind royal hues. I was admiring the craftsmanship of the polished maple table that I sat at when I suddenly felt my shoulder be pushed. Out of the corner of my vision, I saw as Candice smirked at me with a shrug of innocence. God this woman was infuriating and was truly testing my already frayed patience. If it was any other time or any other place, I would've been slammed her face on the surface of the table.

But I had to keep my composure, I had already started off on the wrong foot with the Kings and I really needed them to say yes to the boat. Plus, it would be a shame to damage the beautiful woodwork. The short twists King spoke to inform us that we were allowed to help ourselves to anything in front of us and many of the women gulped down the food as though they hadn't eaten in weeks. Disgusted at the display of gluttony, I took from the trays only what I knew I would eat, which was basically just whatever fruits and vegetables were present.

Eyeing the rounded pink fruit, I gleefully grabbed the delicacy. But as I bit into a peach, I felt eyes on me. Curious, I turned my head in the direction of the feeling and once again, my eyes collided with the chocolate pools. The long twists King was looking right at me with something akin to lust in the depths and I felt a shiver slice through my body at the heated gaze. Now, I could admit he was absolutely stunning even if he was a bit cocky. He had the most gorgeous high set cheekbones I ever saw on a man with a highly chiseled and defined jawline. I briefly wondered if the rest of him was just as gorgeous, feeling the hot blush staining my cheeks and a sticky drench between my thighs. Sucking in a sharp breath, I tore my eyes away from his, stopping the thoughts.

King Laurent
[Day 23, November 15th]

I don't know why but I just felt this immense need to look at her. I understood that it should've concerned me that even though my lover was sitting right there in a sheer, almost see through dress, that I couldn't tear my eyes from the woman siting on the side of her. I bit my bottom lip as a primal hunger settled in the lower loins of my body while I observed her taking a bite of a lucky peach, the juices trickling down her lips. I suppressed a groan of want, chiding myself for my lack of conviction. I just lost my Queen!

Shaking my head to clear my mind, I refused to admit that the sight aroused me to hardened peaks. Yet when her Hazel gaze suddenly turned in my direction and our eyes collided once again, it took everything in me not to take the woman to my chambers. I watched her observe me and wondered where her mind went that she blushed so, a pretty shade of pink on her darkened caramel skin. Regretfully, I admitted that she was pretty, almost gorgeous and that her anger and backbone actually intrigued me.

It was a known fact that I preferred my women with a spine and she was definitely seeming that way. Pushing my mind back to the incident at hand, I glanced at my brother and we nodded our heads at each other, showing that we were both ready to start the questioning.

Jasmine
[Day 23, November 15th]

I carefully watched as the two Kings seemed to silently communicate with one another and a slight envy flowed through my body at a connection so deep. The short twists King cleared his throat, snaking my attention and the room quieted down from the ravenous women.

King Larry: "Very well. Seeing as how you ladies have ...eaten to your fill, I believe it is time to start the questions. My twin and I will each ask four questions.", he said while holding up four slender fingers in the air. "Each question must be answered by all women in attendance. However, we will start off by asking which King you prefer, that way we can decide fairly on who will be our Princesses. So starting from the my right, I will like you to state which King you will be vying for.", gesturing with his hand to the right, the women sounded off one at a time. I was on his left so I wasn't up yet so I just tried to get a feel for the foolishness I was about to witness. I counted that there were forty women here including myself. So far, the number for each King was even. Melissa answered King Larry while Candice answered King Laurent, Kyanna bringing up the number to twenty for King Larry. However, when it came to me for my answer, I stayed silent.

King Laurent: "Is there a problem, Miss Jasmine?" The long twists King asked with raised eyebrows. I bit my lip in embarrassment.

Jasmine: "Well, yes, two actually. The first problem is I really have no preference since I don't plan on participating. The second is ...I don't know your names.", I admitted sheepishly and both Kings eyebrows rose up past their hairlines in confusion, while the short twists King slanted his head slightly.

King Larry: "Are you not of this land at all?", He curiously asked and when I shook my head in the negative, the long twists King spoke up.

King Laurent: "So where are you from and how did you get here? By the way, I'm King Laurent and my twin over there is King Larry."

Laurent huh? Oddly, I enjoyed how his name sounded and rolled off his tongue, it was exotic. Forcing myself back on topic I wondered if it was okay to tell them how I came to be on their island. I didn't know if maybe I was suppose to have reported that I was from the crashed plane in the first place but seeing no other choice, I shrugged it off in my mind and just went with being honest.

Jasmine: "I'm from Florida. I was on the plane that crashed a month ago. I had woken up in the forest, where I stayed for 3 weeks before a kind elderly woman found me and took me in.", the silence in the room was deathly and deafening. I couldn't really understand why though. Had I said something wrong? I was just about to ask when the King with the long twists I now identified as Laurent, had the darkest and cruelest look on his face.

King Laurent: "So you survived but not my wife?"