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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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FIREWORKS

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: BUTTERFLY ~ LOONA]

With the arrival of the cool evening at the Kaima-riya port, just as Kayla had told Axilla, soon everywhere was set up for a party. Merchants drank to their fill while chatting away with their acquaintances. Business ideas were exchanged among traders as they enjoyed their time.

Abigail, the woman who had tried to insult Axilla earlier but was disgraced by Cortez, made her way to where merchants from Ipolo gathered. Getting to the Chief, she bowed slightly in respect, saying, "Greetings Chief Theo, you only come around when you have something very important you want to buy. I hope you have gotten it." The sly woman said, taking a sip from the drink she had been carrying around.

Theo, the merchant, moved his gaze from the crowd and settled it on the woman chattering in front of him. "Hm."