ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)
Chapter 07's



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Morgan Snarled furiously, his cheeks felt even more throbbing from the slap for the second time. His body staggered backwards until it hit the wall.


"You're really embarrassing me Morgan! Can't you just be a submissive kid once?" King Philip was full of emotion.


He really did not expect that this man in front of him was his son, his own flesh blood. King Philip was sitting in his chair, he was twitching his painful forehead. Today, his son had completely messed up his entire plan.


"I should have said that to you father, have you lost your pride? You even humbled yourself in front of a Duke!" Morgan said with a slight grimace when he realized that the tip of his lips seemed to be slightly torn.


The king looked at Morgan, with a gaze hinting full of fatigue.


"This is all I've done for you Morgan. From the beginning I've been saying that if I don't agree you're married to that commoner girl. I had expected something like this would happen." King Philip stared at his stupid son.


"I told you not to insult my wife Dad! Everything that happened to SEATHLAND was not his fault! Don't act like Rosenta's guilty here!" Morgan raised his voice.


Now the aura emanated in the room looked very concentrated. Each of them defended themselves, blaming each other.


"I don't think you've been eaten up by that woman Morgan's trickery. If only that time the woman did not shout like a madman and create misunderstandings, then the war that will take place in the future may not happen. Only Duke Herli's family can help us right now, but with your attitude it's again you're destroying that opportunity." King Philip looked at the only son in disappointment.


He then got up from his seat, and left leaving Morgan still clenching his hands.


Morgan snorted angrily as his mind re-remembered the events of two years ago, exactly two months after they were married. His hands clenched until he showed his white books. His teeth grumbled to withstand the increasingly heated turmoil of vengeance.


"I don't need anyone's help! Just look at Louis Starone, I'll make sure to bring your head back to SEATHLAND for daring to humiliate my wife back then." He said with a flushed face holding back anger.


He then walked with wide steps out of his father's room. A few servants who had accidentally crossed paths with him lowered their heads in fear when they realized the unpleasant aura of their prince.


It was no longer a secret for them about the incident. The news quickly spread throughout the interior of the palace. Especially when they find out if the one who insulted the prince was the most beautiful woman they had ever met in their lifetime. The daughter of a Duke Herli, the most influential person in the entire SEATHLAND.


Morgan paid no heed to the fearful gazes of the guards and also his servants. He was still walking quickly to his room, where his wife was waiting for him. He was very impatient to immediately embrace his wife's body.


A woman in white was slightly brownish, with her hair that was only a boat away. The Princess Crown on her head adds to her beauty. But still, he will look lost far if juxtaposed with Castela. She was wearing a white dress, with a v-shaped hemisphere on her chest.


Morgan smiled at his wife sitting against the wall with embroidery in her hand. Morgan closed the door carefully so as not to interfere with his wife's activities.


He climbed into the bed and held the woman in his arms.


"Ah, are you back? What about that meeting? Why so fast?" Asked the woman gently as she gently rubbed Morgan's head that was on her stomach.


"Don't ask Rosenta, why don't you take a break? Didn't I tell you to rest?" Morgan held his head up to see the beautiful face of his wife.


"What about that woman? Is she pretty? Do you like her? Is she prettier than me?" As if not hearing Morgan's question, Rosenta instead turned him to a topic he did not want to discuss.


"Don't ask Rosenta, I can't believe there's such a woman, even if she's beautiful I won't fall in love with her. To me, you are the most beautiful woman. You are the only one in my heart, this space is completely filled with you. I won't marry her, as I promised you." Morgan stared at Rosenta's two dark-black beads.


Rosenta smiled sweetly, she was satisfied with the answer given by her husband. However, however, the worry still plagued him, bringing nightmares if one day he would be thrown out.


"Calm down, I won't let you go no matter what, I love you so much. I will still love you and hold your hand, though one day the world will hate me." Morgan said as he looked sincerely at his wife's face.


His face he approached Rosenta's face, brushed off the distance he had originally created. Their noses were now touching each other, Morgan closed his eyes as he felt the heat of Rosenta's breath hitting his face. Morgan took over the embroidery that had been held by Rosenta, and then placed it quietly on top of a small cupboard next to their bed.


The initially tender kiss turns to heat as Morgan's passion as a normal man begins to burn. It was******* voraciously Rosenta's lips and her hands began to untie the gown wrapped around Rosenta's body.


Rosenta turns frantic when Morgan's kiss has gone down to his chest. Rosenta quickly pushed Morgan away from him.


Morgan crashed onto the other side of the bed, with a shocked expression. But soon he turned to panic and felt guilty when he saw his wife's bead had started to look glassy and her dress that had been opened to the chest. Displays its white tanned skin.


Morgan ruffled his hair in frustration. He approached Rosenta who looked terrified.


"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean it, I lost control." Morgan said with a look of regret.


Rosenta shook her head, she took a blanket to cover her body because her dress had been partially removed.


"I'm sorry, sorry that I haven't been a good wife, I'm sorry because of me, because I haven't been able to give you your rights as a husband, I've made you suffer since marrying me."


Morgan guessed Rosenta and took the girl into his arms. He could feel his wife's body trembling and her shoulders wet. That thing really pierced his heart. How could he forget, how could he lose control?


He was too tempted by his passion to forget, if his wife had a deep trauma. His wife did not dare on Touch, even they had not done that 'relationship' at all since they were married. In fact, that's the reason why up to now Morgan has not had children.


However, he always covered this up so that his wife could feel comfortable and not accept the scorn of many people by saying if his wife was sick and could not give children. This was also the reason why King Philip and all the court officials requested that the prince marry again, so that they have an heir.


And the king's choice fell to one man, Duke Herli. Where Duke Herli With him had had a good relationship in the past. And of course, Duke Herli's military fleet will be very useful for SEATHLAND in the future, if their daughter becomes the crown prince's wife.


In the past, rumors say that Duke Herli had two twin daughters. It is rumored that Duke Herli made a pact with a demon. The devil wants one of his children, and that choice falls to Castela, his last daughter.


It is said that Duke Herli slaughtered all the rebels who at that time attacked SEATHLAND alone. He said at that time SEATHLAND was on the edge of defeat. However, with a body full of wounds, Duke Herli had suddenly turned into a demon and slaughtered them all overnight.


And the rumor was further strengthened by the estrangement of Duke Herli's second daughter since the death of her mother. They say that the beauty of Princess Castela has been taken by the devil and her face has turned ugly and creepy.


However, all those rumors were broken with just one day. That is today, where Castela leisurely strolled in the market when their journey visited the residence of Duke Herli. All eyes looked at Castela with a look of admiration, even the girls there felt like Upik ashes. Far away from Castela who looks like a Goddess with her beautiful dress.


Many glances of praise from everyone who was there.


"*does Duke Herli's daughter who has been rumored to have a ugly face?"


"oh goddess, is she human? how could humans possibly have a beauty like a Goddess?"


"ah, isn't lady Castela a good match for Prince Morgan? they would really look like a couple of gods and goddesses."


"hush! stop saying that, you can get in trouble if someone else hears it*."


"look, even her body exudes a sinister aura like the devil, even though she looks so beautiful."


Castela ignored the whispers he heard. He just kept walking followed by Marchel, Duke Herli, and also Ema behind him.


"Aghh!! I want to eat lontong satay!!!"


ROSENTA



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