The Princess’s Bittersweet Marriage to a Doting Commander
Trapped by a generations-old marriage alliance, Princess Yetsune yearns to break free from her gilded cage. Her dream of freedom turns into a nightmare when she makes the reckless decision to embark on an escapade to the kingdom she is betrothed to and falls into a tangled web of forbidden love, political deceit and betrayal. Disguised as a commoner, a chance encounter with Callan, the Empress’s brother brings about a love at first sight that soon turns into a passionate romance. Clinging onto Callan, Yetsune decides to go against her destiny and escape the marriage alliance. But when deceit and betrayal entangles her with the Imperial Princes, she becomes a pawn in a dangerous game of power and influence. With her identity exposed too soon and factions vying for her hand and the power it brings, Yetsune's plan spins out of control. Though her heart belongs to Callan, Yetsune is forced into a marriage of convenience with the Third Prince. Their marriage as well as the military power the Third Prince yields spins her into a web of schemes to obtain the throne. Yetsune must navigate a treacherous path in a court swarming with deceit, betrayals, obsession and romance. Can she reunite with her first love or will she embrace this dangerous marriage with the Third Prince? I will be updating every day so please add to your library for steady updates. The cover is not mine but edited by me.
Grief 2
Anakin kneels before the coffin, staring into the Grand Commander's body.
Since regaining consciousness, he has neither eaten, drunk, nor slept. Grief has etched its mark upon him, casting a pallor upon his visage as though he were a ghost. His hair hangs loose and unkempt, lips cracked and dry, beard untrimmed, body gaunt, causing his cheekbones to protrude and his eyes to appear sunken and hollow.
The moment he woke, he frantically asked for the Grand Commander, wishing it were all a nightmare, a cruel illusion he could simply wake from. Despite the efforts of others to convince him to rest and let his wounds heal, he insisted on seeing the body. It must all be a terrible dream, he was certain of it. Even though the pain and bandages mummifying his body said otherwise.
As Anakin keeps vigil over the body, his mind drifts, reliving the memories he shared with the Grand Commander. He had rather his mind be stuck in the past than face what lies before him…