"FUCK! I WANT YOU. Do you know how much I missed you. Everything about you. Your taste, your moans, your pleas. Everything. I want it all...it hurt terribly when you were away. I want to reclaim you over again."

3 MONTHS AGO

Four kingdoms were known to exist. But for over a thousand years, a rift was created between them, hence a hatred lasting for millennials known to exist amongst them.

The Frost kingdom claimed the North, Flame kingdom - South, the Sun kingdom dominated the East; and the Night kingdom lay in the West.

In which case, all beings of the four kingdoms had an ultimate true form of dragons, but the true transformation was achieved by the true heirs of each lineage.

The frost kingdom was however, the most hated despite other kingdoms not getting along.

Situated in the center of the four cardinal points, was a 'No man's land.' It was were all grand meetings were held that involved the kingdoms to come together in one place.

There, a truce is called upon.

Many other races such as dwarves, fairies, druids, giants, centaurs etc. sought refuge and made it the most prepossessing place to be. Only those of royal bloodline had access to it.

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"What!" Fronheis exclaimed as he placed the letter onto his table. "I wonder what's going on in that puny little head of his," he continued as a small puff escaped his lips.

Discarding the emerald green pipe into his silver tray, he turned to his wife, Neomal. His cocoa brown skin glistening with the golden candles that illuminated his grand study the size of a large gazebo.

His wife's jade orange skin glowed with every flicker of her husband's soft gaze upon her. She trotted to his side and gently placed her small hands her husband's and asked, "What is it that the Flame kingdom's emperor - Rodengard requires of us this time?"

Like the cool waves on a chilly evening, her voice calmed him down. "He has called for a Jyed," he sighed.

A Jyed was the truce meeting where the four kingdoms' royals would come together and put their differences aside in the 'No man's lands.'

"How long will it last? Your reaction seemed as though it would be more than a few hours."

"4 day-"

"4 DAYS!?" Neomal burst out, "4 full days? What is he thinking. We can barely survive an hour with those scumbags let alone 4 days."

Satisfied with his wife's reaction, "Calm down dear. He rarely ever does this. Besides, its the first Jyed in 500 years. He probably has a justifiable reason for that," as he pecked her forehead and slowly pulled her into his arms.

A short moment later, Fronheis heard a faint knock on the other side of the door. He immediately sensed his daughter and called her in.

"Should I come again later?" Xenroth asked the moment she entered and her expression immediately fell short of intrigue because, of all the things she had to walk in on, it had to be when her parents were being all lovey-dovey with each other again.

"No no it's alright," her dad said and motioned for her to come closer.

"Your hair keeps turning silver, the hint of blue is fading," her mom pointed out with concern.

"Not my fault dad had to have ocean blue hair, and you had to have crystal silver," she teased with her tongue out.

They all laughed and Xenroth felt a change in atmosphere.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Rodengard asked for a Jyed," Neomal replied.

She had the same reaction as her parents, but it lasted for a few seconds as it was replaced with fascination.

Xenroth had never went out of the Frost kingdom in all her 350 years (18 human years) of life.

This was an opportunity to explore the outer world and meet all the outrageous individuals who declared targets on her kingdom.

"Do you think their safe from her?" Neomal whispered to Fronheis.

"We hid her from them all this time, its only right we take our strongest weapon to defend ourselves. After all, we're getting old," he replied soflty.

"You both realise I can hear you right?" Xenroth said with a chuckle.

"Darn your sharp hearing," her mother teased and she laughed at her parents who were worried she would make trouble for the other kingdoms. Which, in her defense, is only right she did.

"Well then, we ride at dawn," Fronheis informed them.

Carriages of all elegant backgrounds gathered aimlessly just after the entrance into NML (No man's land.)

The first to arrive were two crimson red carriages which resembled an endless flame that had a flame dragon emblem etched onto the center.

The second were two golden carriages that reflected the enchanting sun's rays with a white and an extravagant gold dragon emblem.

The third were also two midnight black carriages and a faint raven blue thread around a glowing jade black dragon emblem.

The final one to arrive was a single snow white carriage that brought forth a shiver as a crystal blue and white dragon emblem pattern danced around it.

Welcomed by four esteemed and royal dressed centaurs, the guests were led inside.

The night sky gave birth to endless stars as its beauty sang across the splendid evening. Bells and chants of elite rhythms echoed across the massive palace.

The ancient stones sat neatly in place and the decoration befit royalty.

Upon entering the first corridor, the guests were greeted by glistening lights from toffee brown to candle gold.

Portraits of the kingdoms' alumni and those of NML were displayed in the vast corridor.

The silk red carpet floor felt the most comfortable against their feet, but none dared to talk to the other.

An eerie silence had enveloped itself around them, none to dare raise a voice against the other. Screams and shouts unheard but alive in the dweller's mind. Once they entered the third corridor, all the nobles were told to come to a halt.

"Ahem!" Vol, a green haired elf cleared his throat to get his guests' attention.

"Allow me to present, warm light and pure innocence' reflections; the Sun kingdom's prestigious guests who courageously sought out the Jyed after 500 years," holding out his hand.

Claps and music were heard as the large double doors made of rare oak wood reinforced with a special enchantment spell to make them last for millennialss; were pushed open.

Four individuals walked in. Dressed in the brightest yellow-gold colors. Their balayage blonde hair and their gunmetal blue eyes suited their most striking appearance. The king and queen complimented each other as much as the eldest daughter in her mid-twenties and second son in his early twenties did.

"Our next welcome applause for the ruler of heat, destroyer of any hindrance to success, a fire that continues to burn-the Flame kingdom's gracious guests."

Another applause and tunes from the music booth followed.

Their crimson red hair and blood-red eyes were a trait unique only to them. Their outfits well befitting their image of the nicknamed - red kingdom. Both king and queen as well as the two heirs both in their late twenties had appearances that deserved to be gawked at.

"Our next set of guests. The silence as everyone gives into slumber, a moon's embrace; too close but truly far away. No hint of emotion and yet too many to be proven. Please welcome, the Night kingdom's dominators."

The same warm and welcoming greeting was shown.

Four individuals walked into the room. Garments designed with elite silver and materials made of midnight blue. Their eyes were a perfect royal blue and their hair glistened with an emerald velvet color. The king and queen had their fingers entagled while their two sons accompanied behind them. The eldest being 28 years old while the younger one, just 21.

"Finally, we welcome the dawn of ice. No warmth succumbed to them, and yet they strive and flourish. A strength feared by many, but revered by those who understand its true potential. The Frost kingdom's sought appearance and a new face."

Even though gasps were heard when the others entered, these were slightly unsual and a bit loud. Music and rounds of appluase appreciated their appearance but people were mostly shocked.

The questions being, 'Why would Fronheis let his daughter debut now after her 350 years in isolation?' 'What is he thinking?' 'She has already passed her coming of age ceremony, so Why now?'

Unlike her parents' matching lavender eyes, she had an astonishing pair of emerald green eyes. Her hair seemed to be a lot more crystal silver with a faint hint of sky blue despite having both their hair colors.

Her medium caramel skin with a warm golden undertone was in sync with their arctic blue royal garments.

Formalities were done, and the nobles began doing what nobles do best. Socializing and indirectly insulting each other.

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A soft bell was rung to get everyone's attention once more. The whispers quieted down. Lights got dim and another short announcement followed.

"May your partner be as gracious and swift on the dance floor as they are with their tongue."

No one saw who it was that made the announcement and frankly, no one cared. After all, it was the element of surprise that made everything interesting.

Upon landing a partner, everyone joined on the dance floor.

Xenroth found the person her eyes had been targetting from the moment she arrived. At the corner of the room, she found the tall and masculine figure rested against a pillar further away from the dancefloor, closer to the dark shadows with his arms crossed.

His semi-pale white skin matched the white light that flickered as the soft music enticed partners to get handsy with each other. Not one moment had she seen him smile, and she wondered why she felt so drawn to him. His emerald velvet neck length hair hid the perfect veins around his neck on the side. That pair of royal blue eyes glittered with the dark atmosphere that seemed to gather around him.

'He really lives up to his night traits huh,' she softly chuckled.

Finally standing before him, Xenroth ignored the presence of the one beside him. Presumably his younger brother as he seemed a bit shorter than him, though by a few inches.

"Since its my first time, would your royal highness care to spare this poor young lady her first dance?" she extended her right hand.

Ryu hesitated a for bit as he thought she was making the request to his kid brother, Rin.

Took him a few seconds to realise she meant him.

"I must warn my lady but I am not quite the dancer," he politely replied.

"I dont mind us stepping on each other then. I would greatly appreciate your kindness if you would make my firsts more exciting," she insisted.

Ryu was taken back when he came to realise that this young lady did not seem interested in his younger brother who looked almost the same age as herself. According to the rumour, the Frosts had kept her hidden for 350(18) years. Because of that, they had come to doubt the possibility of Frost kingdom having the said heiress.

Rin chuckled at his brother's silent contemplating appearance that was more confused than he was. No moment short of it, a young enchantress appeared and scooped him off his feet to the dancefloor.

"Well then, I sadly have no reason to refuse your earnest offer mi'lady," Ryu sighed.

"The pleasure is all mine, your royal highness..?"

"Ryuin, but you can call me Ryu."

"I'm Xenroth with an X not a Z," she smirked, "This is the first time I'm saying this but, you can call me Xen."

Ryu could not fight back his laughter. A soft one escaped his mouth and he gazed deep into her eyes, "I think I'll call you emerald. Atleast until I find a better one," he said.

Placing his right hand in hers, they joined in on the dance in their own space away from the spotlight, but bright enough for them to watch their movement.

The music suddenly got faint. Ryu's huge arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer. There was something about her that got him interested with every second he spent with her.

He recalled how much she avoided socialising earlier with the others. Perhaps the greedy nobles sought favour in a ripe fruit new to the market. Desite their hatred, their vicious intentions were sketched across their faces only to receive dissapointment when they noticed how blunt and unfazed she was.

Females closer to her age and older tried to gather around her but immediately left when they noticed how their insults and taunting glares had no effect on her.

Was it then that he had started to notice Xenroth?

Or was it when the lights got dim, and he involuntarily rested on the pillar behind as he noticed how her glow flickered and her inviting aura matched the arctic blue dress she wore. Maybe it was her long crystal silver hair with slight curls that sway with a low wind he knew not where it came from. Perhaps it was her emerald eyes that he felt were glued on him which made him shiver in anticipation of what would happen next.

Enveloping her waist, he felt her right-hand slide into his left palm while her left, slowly hung itself around his neck.

His 6'9 height could not support her 5'3 height since she wore a one-inch-high shoe, so he had to bend towards her to cut the trouble of her tiptoeing.

The music slowly faded into the background. After a few bumps, they finally caught to the rhythm. Their dance was so graceful, Xen could not help herself but move in closer to cover the remaining inch distance between them. The sound slowed and suddenly, Ryu felt a sharp sting to his heart. His evening illness had kicked in.

The grip on her hand felt tighter. He was losing himself but before he did, he wanted to let her go. Just so that he could avoid hurting her.

Little did know, the more pain he caused, the more enchanted she became.

Rin felt it. But he also knew not to interfere. If Xenroth did not like it, she had proved herself earlier to be someone who spoke her mind. Meaning that silence was approval. Hence he went back to enjoying his evening.

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"What are you doing here!?" Ryu shouted in a low voice with his teeth clasped tightly together. "I barely managed to slip away without being noticed, why did you have to follow?"

Xenroth stared deeply into his eyes. Her hands sneakily locked the the door behind her. The new glow to his eyes got her thrilled with this new turn of events.

"I want to know more," she simply said with a satisfied smirk.

The only source of light was the full blue moon peeking through the semi-open windows. The large bed in the centre of the spacious room came with an inviting view.

Ryu admired her boldness but this was not the right time. "I want you to leave," he said firmly. His breath getting heavy and cold.

"Really?" Xen said with intrigue evident in her voice, "Then make me."

Ryu wanted to avoid doing somwthing he would regret. She was a rare and precious jewel to have been kept inside and her first day out it had to be like this. His hand hit the the door just above her left shoulder. Their eyes locked.

"If you'll excuse me then," he growled.

Xenroth did not have a moment to collect herself. She felt his cool lips plaster themselves on hers. His body temperature had reduced. His attire had become messy.

Those faint-pink coloured lips she had caught a glimpse of were now on hers. His tongue sliding into her mouth. Her inexperience in kissing frustrated him that he added force on the kiss.

She finally caught up and his saliva felt warm in her mouth. The feeling of a foreign tongue on hers got her stomach singing concerts.

The taste of the fruit wine he had consumed in little amounts mixed with the red wine she had. Accompanied by new flavours, she discovered a new world.

After a few minutes, they broke apart. Catching their breaths, Ryu realised a different side that was reflected in those emerald green eyes he had seen earlier. This new feeling was something exotic to him. Never had he felt or seen such an aura. Something was definitely wrong with her, but in this moment; he did not care.

"I told you I wanted your help to experience my firsts. Your cold body is more alluring than those feeble warm ones. I-"

She did not get to finish her sentence.

"Ahh Fuck it! I'm hard already," Ryu complained and he intantly pulled his tiger coated belt from his trousers. He held Xenroth's hands firmly and tied her at the head of the bed. He sat on top of her and Xen watched. In silence. Wondering what he would do next. Would he beat her, torture her, cut her, scratch her? All those thoughts run through her mind and the more they did, the more restless her heart got. And the more her legs trembled, craving him.

He tore his shirt revealing well defined muscles and veims violently popped up on his arms. He bit her jaw and said, "I dont understamd why you fucking make me crazy but I want you right now. I hate you... I hate you."

"We hate each other the same. Maybe I more than you. So why not we use each other. After all, we both know how drawn to the other we are," she replied. Her tongue tracing a part of his cheek that it managed to get into contact with.

"Fine then. Your wish, emerald."

Ryu removed her gown and threw it on the couch near the large windows that led to a balcony revealing her fleshy body before his starving eyes. "I'll be the first to dominate you as much as I am the first to see you like this. I'll-"

"Screw this, you talk too much," Xen said and pulled his face onto hers. Ryu had no time to think about how she had freed herself.

He felt her tits harden against his partially exposed skin. Her toes curled as she wanted to savour every moment before he penentrated her.

"Undress me," his hand advanced to choke her. The grip around her neck tightened with the seconds she took to tease him while unbuttoning his shirt. Her eyes daring his with every button and breath she let out. While gripping her neck tightly, he pulled her face in and kissed her.

Deeper.

Harder.

Cruelly.

She removed his upper garments and threw them where her gown was. Her hands hung around him and pulled Ryu into a tight hug. She felt the chilling cold emanating from his body against her skin.

Her tongue travelled to his neck. Kissing every part it got to.

It ventured to his adam's apple, and nibbled on it.

She adjusted herlself and switched sides with him.

She laced his collarbone with kisses. Going down she made sure to dance around his cherry blossom pink niples that lay diligently on his chest muscles.

She went to his belly button down to his waist.

Xen felt something hard against her body everytime she moved.

Ryu looked at her when she paused. For a second there he thought she dared not go further. But he was wrong.

Xen undid the zip on his trouser with her mouth.

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"FUCK! WHAT ARE YOU!"