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The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen

Why does the King want to take the daughter of a country noble as his bride? Aren't there so many other women more qualified to marry him??? It has been a few months since the second Prince conquered the throne through a path of blood. One of his first decrees states he will marry the daughter of Duke Bursio, Veronica. Yet, the girl is more than unwilling. And not only because of the ferocious reputation of the young tyrant. She has a secret to keep, and becoming the Queen of Alba would be a risk she's reluctant to take. She is the Princess of Mages. Her powers shall be hidden, for the church persecutes anyone with some affinity with magical arts. Avoiding the King's orders is impossible until she comes up with a plan: she can't get married twice, right? As such, she just has to find another man that will accept her and perform the sacred ceremony before the King has the chance to get his hands on her. The guard at her door, Ignis, seems just the perfect person. They knew each other as children, and this unexpected reunion looks like the last opportunity fate has to offer. WARNING: smut. The cover is mine. Don't use it without permission. *** From the story: I bend lower, approaching his lips. I keep a close distance from our mouths so that they don't touch, but not enough to avoid my breath tickling him when I talk. «Can you swear you won't complain no matter what I do?» «I can. I won't fight back against you, Veronica. I swear it on my honour and my life.» «That's so tempting, you know? Letting me do whatever I want...» I pull the side of the shirt apart, detaching the two buttons I forgot to undo. «Are you sure I'm a little lamb who won't take advantage of your offer?» I place a digit on his chest, making sure he feels the nail pressing. Since he doesn't react, I scratch him. Not too deep, just enough to make him realise I'm not joking. No reaction at all. Not even a frown. Not a single word. «Oh, I'm ready to test your honour tonight,» I whisper, dragging my hand on his stomach. *** Chat with the author! Discord: bit.ly/discordxiaohai Instagram and Facebook: xiaohai_23 Kofi: ko-fi.com/xiaohai_23 My other works: - Crazy Duke and Fallen Queen (historical romance, completed) - Destined: the Vampire's Soulmate (fantasy romance, completed) - Unexpected Gift (sci-fi romance, ongoing, free)

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We sit in the tavern, finding a table not far from the door but neither in the centre. It's next to the exit, in case of any emergency, but it's also close to the focus of the conversation.

Aria brought me here because people love to talk all together, creating a big group, and everyone chats with everyone. It's chaotic, most often, but it's also interesting.

We sit at our table and order beers. No food because of the reasons Aria told us, just in time. I would have fallen into the trap and asked to try something. But she's right: I can't allow myself to have food poisoning. It would cause a commotion at the Palace, and it might even affect my milk for Lars.

«What do you think about the parade?» someone says a few places from us.

My ears prick up, trying to catch their words, but they're too far. And they are not having a public conversation for some reason. Oh, what a pity. I'd like to know how people saw Ignis and me.