Married to the arrogant king

THE NEXT DAY

The wedding between Carl and Nadia took place, with only a few people in attendance, because most people were against their Union, considering the fact that, king Neil took advantage of the situation, that Zara was poisoned, to form an alliance.

They hated the fact that he was selfish, and his daughter Nadia was arrogant.

Carl didn’t seem to care that his people were absent. If it were up to him, it would have been just him, Nadia, and the priest. however, Nadia was not pleased with the fact that the wedding, was low-key. she wanted it to be grand, just like Carl’s wedding with Zara.

Zara witnessed the wedding from afar, with a broken heart, she knew that things would not be the same, that Carl and Nadia’s union, would surely take a toll on their relationship. However, her love for him still remained the same, if not stronger.

Catherine, Lady Anna, and the children(Aiden, Eric, and Ryn) also witness the wedding, with great sadness in their hearts.

“Aiden, it seems our plan failed. In the end, Carl still got married to Nadia,” Eric muttered, sadly.

Aiden sighed, then he said, “Eric, everything happens for a reason, and we don’t always get what we want.”

…

After the wedding, Carl didn’t bother to hold a banquet, he just asked king Neil to return to the royal guest-chamber, and Nadia to the new chamber prepared for her, while he retired to his chamber with Zara.

Nadia scowled. “What about our wedding night? shouldn’t we be together tonight, and consummate our marriage?”

Carl let out a peal of amused laughter, then he said, “Nadia, you are my wife in name only, and as long as I live, I will never fulfill the duties of a husband, my duty will only be to your nation, nothing more.”

Nadia clenched her fist and gritted her teeth in anger. “I thought, you liked me? the other day when we spent time together in the garden, we kissed remember,” she blurted out.

Carl scoffed. “That was just for show Nadia. The only woman I’d ever like, or love, is Zara, don’t get your hopes up,” he said, and without waiting for her reply, he turned around and left.

…Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

ZARA’S POV

I watched Carl’s and Nadia’s wedding with a broke heart, praying and wishing that it would be some kind of dream, and when I woke up, everything will be back to normal. But unfortunately, it’s not a dream, it happened for real, they really got married.

I sniffed, wiping the tears that were constantly dripping down my face. I keep telling myself, that, my tears won’t change anything, it won’t change the fact that Carl married Nadia, and instead of Crying, I should accept it because life doesn’t always go the way we want…

I was still drowning myself in my sorrow when Carl walked. I glanced up to look at him, before taking my eyes away.

“Zara, can we talk?” he said, strolling toward me.

I let out a sad laugh, before tilting my gaze to meet his. Did I just hear him say he wants to talk? I scoffed, ignoring him.

“Please Zara, we need to talk,” he muttered, now standing in front of me.

I gritted my teeth, standing up from the bed. “Oh, so now you want to talk? Did you forget the times when I wanted to talk, but you just kept avoiding me,” I rasped, inching closer, so I could poke his chest.

He sighed, his eyes filled with guilt. “It was never my intention to hurt you, Zara, I’m sorry.”

I chuckled sadly, before saying, “It was never your intention, but you still hurt me. why, why did you hurt me? tell me, Carl.”

He closed his eyes briefly, before opening them. His eyes twinkled with some emotion, so intense, it was about to consume me whole.

At that moment, I almost forgot that I was angry, and pulled him in my embrace.

“Zara, I wish I could tell you why, but I can’t, at least not yet,” Carl replied.

I scoffed. “Then what do you want to talk about?”

“Zara, I wanted to apologize to you, and to let you know that I love you, I always will,” he retorted.

If it were before, I would have been happy to hear him say that, but right now, I was angry and in pain.

“I want to be alone Carl, besides shouldn’t you be with your new wife?” I blurted out.

“Zara, you know, I’ll never be with anyone but you.”

“You’re already with someone else, Nadia!” I retorted, trying to leave, but he pulled me back and before I could react, crashed his lips on mine.

I struggled against him, trying to push him away, but he held onto me, kissing me senselessly, that soon I forgot about my anger.

I reached out, and flung my arms around his neck, returning his kiss, and soon, we were entangled on the bed, totally intoxicated and enraptured with each, as we made passionate love throughout the night.

…

It was dawn already, and Nadia paced around her room, in rage. The thought that Carl spent the night with Zara instead of her, filled her inside with so much hatred for Zara.

“He chose to abandon me on our wedding night, just to be with Zara. What does Zara have that I don’t?

She let out an evil laugh. “Carl, soon your queen Zara will no longer be with you and who will you turn to by then, it will be me.”

She immediately sent a message to Draco, seeking his audience…

Draco arrived after some minutes. “Princess Nadia, oh sorry, it’s now queen Nadia, why do you seek my presence, so early in the morning?” he inquired.

Nadia smiled, taking a slow stride toward Draco. “You want queen Zara right? I think I’ve found a way that you can get her.”

Draco’s eyes flickered with joy. “Tell me how.”

“You’ll send her a message, telling her that her father is very ill, make sure it looks like the message is really from Azrael, so Zara would believe it,” Nadia explained.

Draco nodded. “That’s a great plan Nadia, soon, I’ll have queen Zara,” he muttered, laughing like a maniac.

Nadia watched him as he laughed, with an evil glint in her eyes. “Once, you abduct queen Zara, I’ll kill the both of you,” she said, inwardly.

Meanwhile, the men that Lord Francis, sent in search of Gwen returned, with a gloomy expression on their faces.

“Lord Francis, we searched everywhere for lady Gwen, and we couldn’t find her. but we found this, in the forest,” one of the men reported, giving Lord Francis, a pair of shoe, and a golden necklace.

Lord Francis received them, glancing at the pair of shoes and necklace in his hand. “No it can’t be,” he mumbled, tears threatening to fall out of his eyes.

“This is the necklace, which I gave Gwen, and it’s a rare design, specifically made for her, how can you say you found it in the forest?”

“My Lord, it’s true, we found it in the forest and we also saw some traces of blood, and some human parts along with it, so we think lady Gwen, was killed by a beast.”