,INNOCENT LOVE

So apparently, people have been scolding me saying... I've limited Madin and Arthur's happiness, I felt it too. And For that reason, I've decided to add one more chapter, just brushing overall on what's been happening since__

...Was trying to find a way to put their names together... Any better Idea than ArthMaddie😂 drop it in comments.

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Weeks turn into months, and the palace begins to reflect the quiet joy that surrounds Arthur and Madin.

The once grand, imposing walls now seem to glow with a warmth they had never known before.

Their lives intertwine more deeply with each passing day, creating a rhythm that's both natural and comforting-a dance of shared laughter, unspoken understanding, and love that feels unshakable.

The mornings are peaceful, the hours before the world awakes their favorite time.

Arthur wakes first, his eyes always drawn to Madin's peaceful form beside him.

For a moment, he simply watches him sleep, his heart swelling with affection.

There's something so intimate in the quiet stillness of those early hours, a perfect start to their day.

Madin shifts slightly, a soft murmur escaping his lips as he stirs from his sleep, and Arthur brushes a strand of hair from his forehead before planting a soft kiss there.

"Good morning," Madin murmurs sleepily, stretching luxuriously, his arms above his head.

"Good morning, love," Arthur replies, his voice hushed as he pulls Madin closer, letting the warmth of their embrace spread through him. "I could stay like this forever."

But forever rarely allows idleness.

Reality always finds a way to break through.

As much as they cherish their mornings together, the demands of the kingdom are never far behind.

Soon enough, the peace is replaced by the bustle of royal duties-meetings, discussions, and decisions that affect the future of the realm.

They go their separate ways for a time, Madin didn't give up his__ now famous and big hotel in whole kingdom .

Sometimes Arthur and the kids would spent some hours there, but regardless of all that , Arthur and Madin always find moments of quiet intimacy amidst the whirlwind of the royal life.

Whether it's a glance across a crowded room, a private word spoken in the corridors, or a fleeting touch in a sea of people, they make it work.

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In an effort to ensure they are ready for whatever the future may hold, Arthur begins teaching Madin swordsmanship in the palace training grounds.

It's a practice that Arthur holds close to his heart-a skill that has protected him throughout his life, and one he wishes to share with Madin.

"Why now?" Madin asks as Arthur hands him a wooden blade, looking more than a little hesitant.

"Because I want to protect you," Arthur says, his gaze unwavering. "But I also want you to protect yourself. I need to know you can stand strong if I can't be there."

His voice holds a weight of sincerity that Madin doesn't miss, and for a moment, he simply meets Arthur's eyes, feeling the depth of the trust that has build again between them.

Madin hesitates but soon finds comfort in Arthur's patient instruction.

Each stumble, each awkward swing, is met with gentle correction.

Arthur is patient, guiding him through the motions with care, never rushing him. Every small victory, every improvement is celebrated with unrestrained pride.

One afternoon, after weeks of practice, Madin surprises Arthur by disarming him.

His face lights up with a sense of triumph as he holds the sword in the air. "I did it!" he exclaims, his voice full of exhilaration and disbelief.

Arthur chuckles, shaking his head in mock disbelief as he pulls Madin into a warm embrace. "You've always had strength, Madin. You just needed to believe in it."

The training becomes a cherished part of their routine, each session a testament to their growing partnership.

It's not just about building physical strength, but emotional resilience, too-learning to trust, to stand together, and to face whatever comes with courage and unity.

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Quiet Evenings, Shared Dreams

In the evenings, after the weight of the day has passed, they retreat to the sanctuary they've made their own.

The room reflects their blended personalities-Arthur's regal sophistication mingled with Madin's quiet warmth.

A space that has become not just a room but a symbol of their union, a place where they can shed their titles and be just two people in love, no pretense, no obligations.

One starry night, Arthur surprises Madin with a candlelit dinner on their balcony.

The evening air is cool and refreshing, and the soft glow of lanterns casts a warm light on their surroundings.

A harpist plays in the background, the melody drifting through the air like a promise, creating a perfect atmosphere.

The world outside seems to disappear, leaving just the two of them in their little bubble of peace.

"This is beautiful," Madin says, his voice thick with emotion as he looks around, taking it all in.

"Not as beautiful as you," Arthur replies, raising his glass to toast.

His eyes shine with an affection so deep it almost feels tangible, the kind of love that has been forged through time, struggle, and understanding.

They speak of their dreams for the future, their hopes, their plans, and the life they want to build together.

They talk about the children they hope to raise, the lands they wish to travel, and the way they will continue to make their palace a home.

Their words flow effortlessly, weaving visions of a life built on love and trust, each one stronger than the last. Arthur's hand never leaves Madin's, their connection unbroken even as the night deepens.

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One afternoon the sun streams through the palace windows, casting a golden glow on the polished floors.

The soft hum of activity outside is interrupted by the unmistakable patter of small, determined feet racing down the hall.

Madin looks up from the book he's been reading , just in time to see Adriana appear in the doorway.

His dark curls are slightly disheveled, his little cheeks flushed with purpose.

Without saying a word, he marches up to Madin, hands on his hips.

"Papa!" Adriana announces, his voice firm.

Madin blinks in surprise. "Papa?"

"Yes!" Adriana says, climbing up onto the chair beside him. "You're Papa now. We finally agreed on that."

Before Madin can respond, Aris comes skidding into the room, her ribbons bouncing as she runs, dragging a blanket behind her. "Wait for me!" she cries, scrambling up onto Madin's lap.

Madin chuckles softly, wrapping one arm around her as she settles in. "So... what exactly did you agree on, hmm?"

Adriana puffs out his chest. "You're Papa because you always make us happy, and you kiss our boo-boos. And..." He pauses for dramatic effect, glancing toward the door.

Arthur steps into the room, eyebrows raised in amusement. "And what about me?" he asks, crossing his arms as he leans against the frame.

Adriana grins, pointing at him. "You're Father!"

Aris nods "Father sounds very serious. Like a king," she says seriously.

Arthur raises an eyebrow, his lips twitching into a smile. "I see. And Papa sounds...?"

"Like love!" Adriana declares, throwing his arms wide. "That's why Madin's Papa. He's all love."

Madin feels his throat tighten, his free hand instinctively brushing through Aris's soft curls. "You two," he murmurs, his voice thick with affection, "are the most precious little people in the world."

Arthur, "I can only suspect one person who must have told you all this"

"No one, just us" Adriana disagrees.

Before no one knows, they are already gone .

Arthur catches Madin's eye, a quiet warmth in his gaze. "Papa," he says teasingly, his voice soft enough that only Madin can hear.

Madin smiles, his heart full.

In their own way, these little ones have given him a title that means more than any royal decree ever could.

This was family, and it was everything.

"Are you busy? I Just want to hold you in my arms for a while, I feel drained. Do you want to go and sleep for a while?" Arthur says walking toward Madin.

"Never busy when it comes to you, my Lord." Madin teasingly. "But no, you are not holding me in your arms because I know how you always end up changing all the cuddling thing to completely something else. And it's midday, so no." Madin adds firmly but teasingly too.

Arthur knows Madin is telling the truth, and no matter how many luring words he uses now , Madin won't agree to go with him.

Instead he leans down, kissing Madin, taking it too far as always before Madin stops him.

For a moment Arthur sits beside him, quietly, thinking of his life since he met Madin.

"You've changed me," He then says softly, his voice barely above a whisper, yet full of conviction.

Madin tilts his head, a soft smile playing on his lips as he turns to look at Arthur. "And you've changed me."

There's something in his eyes-something that shows not just love but gratitude, for all that they've overcome, for all the ways they've grown together.

Arthur moves closer, holding Madin close, his hands wrapped around him as though he never wants to let go. "Whatever challenges come, we'll face them together. You are my heart, Madin."

Madin presses a kiss to Arthur's lips. "And you are mine. Always."

In their shared silence, they know they've found what so many search for-a love that endures, a bond that strengthens with time, and a life worth cherishing.

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The passage of time only deepens their connection, proving that their love is not fleeting but enduring.

Together, they face each day with joy and commitment, creating a future that is as strong as their bond.

The world outside may change, but within the walls of their home, they've found something eternal-a love that will carry them through all the days of their lives.

And with each passing day, they continue to build something more than just a kingdom. They build a life-a life made of love, trust, and the promise of forever.

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So this is it•

I won't even remind or ask you to tell me what you think about it and also vote if you like it... because most of you guys really ignore it__ it stings, you know😂😂 why come all the way until here but unwilling to give a small credit to my time and my drained brain😁😁😁

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Much love❤