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In a hunt for the enthusiast

"Wow,"mumbled the prince. He had never seen such a beauty which was covered with the whitish skin, lips with a crimson hue, and eyes which were enough to challenge the shape of a cock's comb leaf. Her face's ratio was impeccable, he looked at her as if all her qualities had taken a toll on the prince's heart. Dear reader, from the above written scene from my novel, questions like:.... arises in your mind. Who is the beauty which has taken a toll on the prince's heart ? Who is the prince, What is his name? How is the two people mentioned above different or similar from each other? To answer all this questions that had taken birth in your mind, you need to read the novel: In a hunt for the enthusiast I bet you are gonna love it, until the updated chapters come, Keep reading. Keep loving.

Sanrika_Seni · Fantasy
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50 Chs

The Dark Way

They marched forth as if there was something great to achieve at the end of the path. The road paved the way by cracking the midst of the forest. Those who would think it to be a short one, think again... The path was long enough to fill the heart of any traveller with the haze of demotivation. They were being conducted by the chief head of the kingdom named Chris. He was more fondly known as PRINCE Chris.

"Wait" said the prince as he felt a shadow following the army.

"Mark, keep an eye behind yourself.I feel like someone is coming behind us." said Chris.

"Yes sir", Mark replied in affirmative.

Quite often the prince was feeling the same as before.

The road was dull and dark. The dark statement which was being made by the road twisted the soul of the travellers towards fright and monotony. The path was illuminated till the torch of the soldiers were passing through it.

"Woah!"

The gateman of the palace shouted as he invoked god for help. He was a fearful person. Being unarmed, he got scared to see a bunch of armed horsemen under the midnight moonlight.

"Cool down, bruh !" said the handsome prince.

"Welcome to my palace, young lad!" said the queen of the palace looking into the revealing, dazzling, mesmerizing drunk eyes of the prince. His face was covered with a piece of cloth which he removed only to reveal his plump rosy lips.

After a tiresome journey through the wild path, not only the prince but also the other travellers were sleepy. That night, the queen had served those men with a fort as a shelter. They had less food for their dinner but that night they had dined together. Being too tired they went to sleep..