Freya was completely shocked and she took a step back immediately! What!? Why is he talking about this all of a sudden!? She cannot sign that with him!
âAre you mad? Did you not read the agreement between all the kings!? None of us are allowed to force any other king into the contract of submission! Even if you want me to sign it, I have every right to refuse!â
Bam!
That was the sound of Han grabbing Freya by the neck and slamming her against the wall! She had a look of fury on her face as she stared right into Hanâs red eyes. She would not cower like some weak woman! If you want to kill me then kill me! I wonât sign that contract!
âDo you think Iâm giving you a choice, bitch. You either sign that contract orâ¦â
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Han turned towards the door when they heard someone knocking. Han sighed as he glared at Freya for a moment before releasing her. It would be too much work to make her break now. Iâll have to wait a bit longer.
âGet out and donât come back. I donât want to ever see you near this wing again. It belongs to me and my wives, not visitorsâ
Freya coughed once Han let go of her and she quickly began to leave the room. Once she opened it she saw Yana on the other side.
Yana was shocked to see Freya leaving the room. She took a step back because she knew just how dangerous this woman was. At that moment, Freya gave Yana a smile that was like a challenge. Freya knew that she and Han didnât do anything in the room, but that doesnât mean she canât make Yana think they did something. Yana saw the smile and she felt her confidence take a nosedive.
She was wearing something nice under her robes for Han and now this woman had already done something? She wanted to walk away from the room, but Han appeared and grabbed her hand. What nonsense is going on out here?
âWhere are you going?â
Yana was shocked when Han suddenly spoke angrily. Han looked toward Freya and he just managed to catch that smile she had before she got rid of it. He glared at her again.
âGet the fuck out of here right now, donât make me repeat myselfâ
Freya was angry that Han said that in front of his wife but she still turned and left. Yana was a bit confused by the entire exchange. Did they not have sex? Why is Han sounding like he is angry with Freya? She looked up at Han and saw Han staring right at her.
âWhat is on your mind? Tell meâ
Yana swallowed nervously. She didnât know if she had a right to mention what she was afraid of. She already knew Han had many other women and she was only his eighth woman. Did she have a right to get angry if something like this happened? It might be insulting to her but why should Han care?
A hand touched her chin and rose her head up. Han wouldnât allow any of his girls have such a defeated expression.
âI said talk to me. Are you going to disobey me now?â
Yana shook her head immediately and she quickly began to talk.
âI-I donât like her. She⦠She insulted meâ
Yana squeezed her hand on her robe and Han frowned when he saw her do this. Yana is really trying to show him respect as her husband but she needs to realize that he should respect her just as much as she does him. She needs to start speaking up more. Well, donât worry. Just give it some time and Iâll make you bolder. Itâs a promise.
Han leaned down and kissed Yana and her eyes widened in shock! He pulled them both into the room and closed the door before slamming her back into the door. He opened her mouth with his tongue and their tongues swirled together till Yana was breathless! By the time they separated, Yana felt like she was going to faint.
âTrust me, nothing happened between us. I would never go for someone that insults the people close to me. Now, didnât you want to show me something?â
Yana blushed as she put her hand on Hanâs chest and pushed him back a little. She then took her robe and opened the rope holding it around her waist. She heard from some of the maids that this is the sort of thing their husbands like them to do.
She wore black panties and a black lace bra that showed a lot of her cleavage. Han felt his little buddy jump for joy at the sight and he smiled roguishly at her. Not bad. Not bad at all.
âCome hereâ
â¦â¦.
The next day, Han was in a meeting with Quinthreath, Gregory, and a few of his generals. Quinthreath told Han that there was a high chance that the current number nine in the Temple was in danger. He received a message just yesterday asking for aid in a battle.
Han asked Quinthreath why he should bother sending any help. He didnât even know who this person was! But Quinthreath said that the number nine ranker would be willing to join them if Quinthreath was the one who went to help. Quinthreath and the number nine were actually close friends and if Quinthreath tells her all about what Han wants to do then it will be easy to make her join.
Han didnât see anything wrong with the idea. He needed to get as many people to join as quickly as possible and if he could get another member through Quinthreath then it would be a good thing. But the one issue is that Han had to go to Freyaâs kingdom soon.
He already said he would go in front of all his subjects and he needed to keep up the illusion of peace until it was time for war. He didnât need anyone to start spreading rumors that the Kings were getting ready to fight. The Celestials canât know about any of this yet.
âOkay, youâll go to help her instead of me. I think you have been a king for long enough to handle the negotiations and since this is your friend you can just convince them in my stead. Iâll send a hundred Shadow Hunters with you as protection and you can take three of your generals along. Donât fail meâ
Quinthreath nodded to Han and then he and his generals left the room. Once they were gone Han sighed as he leaned back on his throne. He hated meetings like this. They were so tiring.
âYou are doing well. I donât think my birth father could have done as good of a job if he was thrown into a situation like this, so donât think you are doing a bad jobâ
Gregory said this from his place on Hanâs right hand and Han smiled at him. It was nice that he could just talk to Gregory like he normally would. If he didnât have at least one sensible person here then he would have just burnt everything to the ground in annoyance a long time ago.
But then Hanâs expression changed to a cheeky one and Gregory eyed Han suspiciously.
âWhat is it? I donât trust that look on your faceâ
Han waved his hand to one side with a smile.
âOh, itâs nothing. I just wanted to ask you⦠How was she?â
Gregory coughed uncomfortably and a huge blush grew on his face once Han said this. Hanâs smile grew as he caught his son red-handed! Look at you, Casanova!
âI donât think I want to talk about it! We were just drunk and we didnât do anything serious! Why did you even bring it up!?â
The person Gregory was talking about was Esse. The right hand of King Freya. It turned out that after they spoke a little last night she eventually managed to get him to drink far more than he could. This ended up with the both of them drunk and they woke up on top of the table, naked. It was the most embarrassing moment of Gregoryâs life! Esse was even more embarrassed by it but it didnât look like she regretted it at all! Women were strange to Gregory and this situation just made them even more strange! Han, please stop laughing.