All The King's Men

All The King's Men

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A King has his desires and those desires shall not be questioned. In an unknown Kingdom, nestled in the high mountains of an unknown place, an eccentric King has built a garden to house his flowers. While that may sound absurd, this is no normal garden. This beautiful place, full of soft green grass and plenty of light, houses a special type of flora. A few beautiful men from varying countries who were sought out for his enjoyment and pleasure thrive within this room. Having proper quarters and their needs met, they were treated nearly as well as the King himself. Over time the garden had only grown to house six flowers; Calix from Germany, his prize gem and the center of his garden. Oleander from Greece, a beautiful and angelic flower, Jacinto from India, his most graceful and eccentric flower, Florian and his Twin brother Florent from Sweden, they were far too beautiful to leave just one, so he brought both of them to join his Garden. Last but never the least, Sorrel from Africa, a quiet flower who Vikrum just had to have. Together they all live harmoniously within their sanctuary. But, alas, though all was peaceful and sound, a new blossom had sprouted within the garden..
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"You're annoying. You're a nuisance. How could I ever be obsessed with you?" I asked. Philip's hand began to run up my thigh. "It seems like you're hiding your true feelings, your highness." He whispered in my ear. "Fuck off, you peasant!" I should have pushed his hand away. But I was frozen in shock. That, or could I possibly actually like what he was doing. "Come on, your highness. You're a ball of stress that needs to be relieved. I know some ways I can help." He said. His tongue licked my neck, making me shiver upon his touch. Fuck me. ****** King Alaric, the new ruling monarch of his kingdom who rules with an iron fist. Philip Bellerose, a florist who lives a normal life. King Alaric instates a new controversial law, banning all roses in the kingdom. Philip, who specializes in all things flowers, including roses, takes it upon himself to try and fix the law. Can their hatred for one another turn into something deeper?

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