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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 gallant lady: Chloe

"Ding,Ding,Ding", the city clock stroke the sleeping hour : 12:30 am ( the queen had set the whole kingdom on a city clock which stroke with time letting the citizens do what is assigned to them.)

The follower; she was dressed in a red clock looking as mysterious as a sphinx. She had innocent eyes but her dressing and body structures signified her unknown desire towards something.

She gradually entered the fort with the lightest vibration of her presence. She did not want the bird of her presence to fly to her target and murmur in his ears about her existence.

She was having a mysterious outlook. One can instantly fall for her. Her eyes wanted to portray a lot of feelings about her past self. She made sure about not revealing her face. Though covered by the cloak, her body was lined up with metal weapons. Those weapons served as an ornament to her feminism.

She jumped up the high walls of the fort eventually reaching the room in which her target lied preferably half-conscious. As she entered the room, the darkness hugged her from behind. She could possibly see the outline of the room's skeleton. She, like a fearless warrior stepped forth.

"Ahhhh!"

Someone pulled her behind the cupboard, the grip of the strong yet warm palm felt magical to her.

"Who are you? " asked Prince Chris.

"My name is Chloe. please don't kill me. I am here to be your..." stopped Chloe as the dim moonlight highlighted the eyes of the prince. Those eyes were magical, they were having a moving effect on Chloe, she became spell bound.

"Hmmmm" the prince shoved down his throat.

Chloe thought to herself : Wow, such a deep voice he bears.

Chloe's heart melted for the prince through every passing second.

"What!?", shouted prince Chris. "You came here to be my murderer?" said prince with a wicked fold on his half covered face.

"No" shouted Chloe.

"Mister, you might not know my background and if you come to know it then your success of the mission will be more delightful. Can we please have a seat and chat on this topic?" Chloe pleaded innocently..