The following morning, Kira walked out on deck in her night dress, but this time she was wearing her robe to make sure it covered her body well so not to get on her husband's bad side early in the morning.
The sun was far from rising but she couldn't sleep because of her nightmares. Thankfully, Melchoir didn't seem to notice she was not by him till the sun rise when he suddenly appeared by her.
"Kira." He called in his hoarse voice due to just waking up.
"Good morning honey." She pecked his lips and he smiled.
"You couldn't get any sleep?" He asked and she nodded.
"Can you both stop with this showing of affection out in public?" Uma walked to both of them. She was also still in her nightdress.
"Good morning little captain." Uma nudged Kira who just rolled her eyes. "Good morning Melchoir."
"Morning." Melchoir smiled.
"Seriously Uma. Don't blame me if I start disturbing you once you and your lover starts loving yourself. I hate you." Kira frowned.
"Oh I know you mean the exact opposite. We'll be getting to Zephiyah exactly after sunrise. You should get some bath you two and stop coming out half naked Melchoir. Your wife is the only one who ought to see that not us." Uma frowned.
"Well I can see you're getting jealous that your lover will never be as perfect as my husband." Kira sneered.
"Don't think you'll win this time because I'm not going down without a fight." Uma frowned.
"Oh really?" Kira smirked.
"It's enough both of you. As Uma said we'll be in Zephiyah very soon we should go prepare." Melchoir separated both of them. "I wonder how weirdly you both show your live towards each other."
Uma walked away and Kira did the same and Melchoir chuckled following his wife.
Soon the got to Zephiyah which was so covered with snow. They got on a carriage to the royal palace and they rode ever slowly.
"Can't this thing go any faster?" Kira frowned.
"Not in the snow. They never move fast during winters because of the reason only Vitalia knows why." Melchoir rolled his eyes.
Kira looked out the curtain and the most magical sight of houses covered in snow welcomed her. All the houses were detached and semi detached made with red bricks. All the trees had lost their leaves now decorated with snow.
"Wow. It's beautiful." Kira gasped.
"More beautiful than Vitalia?" Melchoir asked.
"Of course not. No matter what Vitalia is always beautiful. It's not because I'm the queen of Vitalia now. The roofs of the buildings are made of real silver sheets, the bricks are the most expensive ever but you need to change your chiefs because they aren't doing a great job. Everything in Vitalia ought to be perfect. Jobs everywhere, and more and more." Kira frowned.
"I'm really sure you'll work with me on it." Melchoir smirked.
"I will. Isn't it obvious." Kira rolled her eyes before looking outside again at the little kids coming out of the house and some adults doing somethings outside.
She caught sight of a young boy sitting at the edge of the street crying.
"Stop the carriage." She ordered and Melchoir looked up at her as she stepped out of the carriage.
"Kirana wait...."
Kira walked to the boy and squatted before him.
"Hello little guy. What is your name?" She asked.
"Simon...my...lady." He sniffed.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" She asked.
"I had a boo boo." He whimpered showing her his scratched arm.
"It's okay sweetie. Here." She took his arm and put a plaster on it. "It'll be better soon okay?"
"Oh my goodness. Simon I've been looking all over for you." A young woman walked to them and carried the boy. "Thank you my lady. I really appreciate you checking on my boy."
"Oh it's nothing. Bye little guy." She waved at him and he waved back.
"Now will you come back to the carriage? You're keeping us waiting." Uma called from her carriage which had also stopped because Kira and Melchoir's stopped.
"Just shut it chick." Kira sneered walking back to the carriage where Melchoir stood smiling.
"That was nice of you sweetheart." He helped her into the carriage and she smiled.
Not long after, they got to the royal castle. The castle was large but not as large as Vitalia. They were welcomed by the queen and princesses.
"Here in Zephiyah, women welcome visitors first in the castle." Melchoir told her.
"Welcome to the castle King Melchoir." They curtsied.
"Thank you Lady Aliza." Melchoir bowed.
"An this must be queen Kirana." The lady Melchoir greeted said.
"Welcome to the castle Queen Kirana." They chorused and curtsied and Kira curtsied.
They all walked up the stairs leading into the castle. As they reach the hallway to the throne room, Kira noticed all the women in the castle wore cropped blouse and long skirts and scarves.
"That's what nobles and royalties wear. To show you're a queen a veil would be attached to your hair. You'll be wearing those till we leave because they like people respecting their traditions." Melchoir whispered as they walked into the throne room where the king sat on his throne.
"King Melchoir. What an honour is it for you to be here." The king, Ian walked towards them. "Oh, and you must be Queen Kirana. Welcome to Zephiyah my queen."
"Thank you." Melchoir and Kira said.
"We are holding a feast in your honour tonight." Ian said.
"Why thank you Ian. So when will we be talking business?" Melchoir asked.
"Why don't you enjoy the day and talk business tomorrow." Ian smiled. "It'll be nice if you can join me at a party this afternoon."
"Okay Ian. I'll see if I can make time. I have things to talk about with my queen here ." Melchoir replied.
"No problem. Aliza will show you and your guests to your rooms." Ian smiled and Aliza lead them away.
"Are they Indians? I'm starting to think they are Indians." Kira whispered as they walked down the hallway and Melchoir chuckled.
"Lord Ralph, Lady Uma, I'm so sorry but you'll be sharing a room together. Our other rooms are occupied by his Majesty's guests. And we didn't know one extra person will be coming. But don't worry, there are two beds there." Aliza smiled.
"Ahahaha. See, I told you inviting her was a bad idea." Kira sneered.
"Ahahaha, very funny." Uma rolled her eyes.
"And please I advise you ladies to wear our traditional dresses. It is really important." Aliza informed.
After showing them to their rooms, Kira settled on the bed in the room looking around. It was no where near their room back in Vitalia.
"They don't have any gold or silver?" Kira asked.
"No but they have amethysts. A lot of amethysts." Melchoir replied coming out of the dressing room.
"How many wives does Ian has?" Kira asked.
"About six but only the last is the queen. The official queen." Melchoir replied.
"Aliza is the oldest right?"Kira asked.
"Nope. The oldest is Lia, she's a bit older than Ian." Melchoir replied.
"Now that's weird. Really." Kira frowned. "So are you going to the party Ian invited you to?"
"If wifey wants me to go. I'll go, but if not I won't." Melchoir replied.
"You can go. I'll be rude to turn down an invite. Maybe I can even take a tour around." Kira replied turning to face the mirror next to the bed before pulling out the lace of her dress and it fell on the ground leaving her in her inner dress.
"Just be careful." He hugged her from behind. "Zephiyah men are lustful. I don't want some man looking at my woman."
"Alright mister possessive." Kira turned to him and pecked his lips before walking to the bathroom where some maids had prepared her a bath.
Not long after, Melchoir left for the party and Kira sat alone the the room trying to knit. She spent an hour trying to figure out just how to twist it and she finally gave up. She walked out of the room forgetting there were dressing rules.
Kira walked down the passage and at that moment Uma walked out of her room.
"Where are you going?" She asked.
"I don't even know. Just taking a stroll." Kira replied.
"Same here. I need some fresh air." Uma gasped.
They both walked for a few minutes before reaching a terrace which was covered with snow and the fountain ice due to cold.
They walked to the edge of the terrace and looked down seeing the group of people partying.
"Do you know the kings of Zephiyah always love throwing parties with ladies and he even own a pleasure hall in the castle which is just for satisfying desires." Uma informed and Kira nodded looking at the people partying. then her eyes caught the sight of Melchoir.
"Melchoir?" She widened her eyes looking at a lady in a net dress sitting between his legs with her underwear visible to everyone.
It wasn't just her but other ladies surrounded him and he was talking to Ian smiling.
"Ew." She stuck out her tongue as she saw the lady sitting between his legs rub her hands up his manhood.
Anger blazed in her eyes as she saw that. Was that truly Melchoir? That's what he's doing behind her. Enjoying other ladies touch like it meant nothing.
"Uh oh." Uma frowned as she saw her friend turning red in anger as she looked at her husband. Her eyes started becoming glittery. If not that Kira was angry, Uma would have laughed at her because she was about to cry.
Kira couldn't take it anymore as she stormed back to the room. Uma left her and watched her walk away. She bumped into Ralph who apologized before walking to Uma.
"What's wrong with her majesty?" He asked her.
"See for yourself." Uma pointed at Melchoir. Even Ralph couldn't believe his eyes. When did Melchoir started allowing other women to touch him, till the extent of rubbing his manhood.
"Melva." He whispered.
Kira laid on the bed in their room crying and crying till Melchoir returned in the evening.
"Kirana." He called surprised she was crying. "Are you okay?"
"If you come close I swear I'll slap you." She threatened.
"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" He moved closer to the bed and touched her and she slapped him.
"Don't touch me." She growled.
Melchoir looked at her shocked. He was both shocked how she looked and the reason she slapped him. Her beautiful eyes were swollen and dried tears were on her cheeks. Her eyes was deadly red.
"Kira what happened? Did I do anything wrong I swear I don't know what I did." He looked at her pleadingly.
Kira stood up and walked into the dressing room.
"I'll be here in case you want to tell me what I did." He called from behind.
If not because of the feast Ian was throwing them she would remain there till only Vitalia knows when.
The maids dressed her in Zephiyah's traditional dress. The dress was made with golden materials. Her golden jewelries beautifully adored her. A crown with was made with gold but she could tell it wasn't real gold and a veil was on her head like she has been told queens do here.
The neckline of her blouse was made with gold and decorated with pale blue gems. Her skirt flowed down to her feet and she was given a feather fan which was decorated with amethyst.
She looked tempting in the dress and she loved it that way. She would see whom he prefers. Her or those sluts.
Kira walked out of the dressing room and didn't find Melchoir in the room again. She sighed relieved because she wasn't any close to ready to talk to him.
As she walked down to the hall, she saw Melchoir at the door. He seemed to be waiting for her.
"You're here." He smiled but she totally ignored him.
Melchoir had rushed to Ralph to ask him what happened to Kira and he told him that Melva had controlled him and make him offend her, although he didn't tell what.
"Look Kira...." She raised her hands to shut him up.
"If you need someone to talk to why not go to those sluts you spent the whole afternoon with. Yes they are more experienced and have what I don't have then go meet them if they are better than me." She snorted and the doors opened. She didn't even wait for him she just stormed in.