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The Hero's Forsaken Princess

"Let's divorce. I'm finally letting you go," she said with scarce emotion on her lovely face. Seeing her resolve, he felt heaviness in his heart. His face darkened, clenching his jaw. "You can't leave me. You are bound to me for eternity." He forcibly grabbed her, pinning her on the wall, his hands started caressing her sensitive spots. "And your body... doesn't LIE," he whispered sensually, lips gently nibbling on her earlobe. Her breath hitched, her heartbeat racing.  Seeing her struggle to resist him, he smirked triumphantly. "You yearn for my touch and my kiss. You also desire me." The next thing she felt was his lips roughly brushing against hers in a hungry kiss. **** Neglected by the King Enslaved by the Queen Bullied by her royal siblings Hated by The Kingdom's Hero Ostracized by her own people EVE HAD ENOUGH! She ripped off her disguise and began to fight back, flaunting her skills and talents– extremely beautiful, highly intelligent, proficient in medicinal knowledge, great combat skills, and with rare talent– Beast Taming!  Eve– the Forsaken Princess will ascend to the throne, not just conquering kingdoms but also capturing the hearts of the powerful gentlemen– A Hero Knight, An Infamous Hunter, and the Tyrant Crown Prince! Like a phoenix rising from ashes, Eve reruns her life, determined to trample everyone with her vengeance. [ Warning: Mature Content, R18+ ]

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Impending War

Royal Command Hall

King Solomon summoned the high-ranking officials of Kingdom Averion to the council chamber to discuss their war strategy. This was the first time Alaric would be attending this strategic planning.

Prestigious men gathered around as they waited for the start of the meeting. 

"The youngest general is here," Arvy Blackridge, General of the first battalion, snorted upon seeing the arrival of Alaric. He was talking to the other three generals.

Originally, there were only four generals of the royal army. They came from the four powerful clans– Blackridge Clan, Ironwood Clan, Ravenmoor Clan, and Drakemont Clan.

"Have you heard? Alaric Stormholt is a monster! He destroyed the entire enemy knights single-handedly." Tristan Ironwood, General of the second battalion, shrugged his shoulders, carefully assessing Alaric from the distance.