Yakubu_Favour_Dung

“I see where your frustration lies, my dear.” The king said thoughtfully, to the werewolf he said, “what’s your name young man?”
“Prince Felix Walker, my lord.” He replied.
“The name suits you so very well but, why are you after my daughter?” The king asked.
“She is my familiar, my lord.” Felix replied.
“Not if I have something to say about that.” Salvador interrupted.
“Even if you do, there’s nothing you can do at this point homey.” Felix replied.
An argument could have emerged but the presence of the king kept them on bay. The main concern was not them, they all understood that, it was Ella.
“Ella dear?” The king called out.
But she was already walking to the table. She pulled out a chair and sat. 
The others came to her side and sat the king sat on the master chair and instructed the three men to sit opposite his daughter. They did as instructed and waited.
“You know,” Ella said in a trembling voice, “I went to pray early this morning. I told God that I wanted to get married, to whom, when and where, I don’t care.” She smiled and cleaned the tear that ran down her face. “Well now I do care, but it’s too late. It looks like he already heard and answered my prayer.” She looked at the men in front of her and clean her tears as they flow.
“Three men, one lady, what sort of an answer is that? To me, that is a bit too much.” The king shudder.

DESTINED TO THEM

"There is a lot I can do about it dear. Don't put your bet on it!" Felix said after some minutes of being cuddled in Harvey arms.

"The more you try, the more you lose! My advice, don't even try at all!" Harvey sighed as he plant a wet kiss on Felix's lips. "Don't even try." He repeated as he pulled back.

Felix was about to say something when he saw the look on Harvey's eyes. He looked shocked or puzzled at something.

"Is it only me or that door is opened?" Harvey asked as he looked at the door behind Felix.

Felix shook his head and turn back. The door of course was opened and that wasn't so moments ago.

"It looks like the person who made this room or whatever it is that was doing that 'stay in the middle of the room' of a thing, is a fan of love." Felix smiled as he looked at the door relieved.

"Or is in love!" Harvey said smiling himself.

CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE