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Crescent Crown: Quest of Love

'I will find you in any lifetime.' –––– Her silvery moon-locks were in delicate braids to reveal her fresh, radiant face. Her bright icy blue eyes watched everyone and everything fondly, sinlessly. She was a beauty that calms the nervous heart. That’s what everyone remembers of Princess Alora Linwood Roosevelt. Then who is the one who returned to the palace in the name of the princess? She had fiery long hair that looked like the flames of hell and her eyes were like a ball of fire that could reduce one to ashes. She looked like an evil witch they heard of. How could it not create chaos in the nation? She became prey to the royals and their politics, the nobles, and their influence, and commoners and their protest with her life on the line. Will she challenge the centuries-old tradition and find her love? Or will she lose her life? –––– P.S: Slow Burn, Slow Romance. This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin

Munchkin_2 · Fantasie
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231 Chs

Survival

Orla announced, "There will be a royal court summoned. You will be punished accordingly." She disappeared with her whip.

'Punished?'

Eyes filled with tears, red in pain, Alora pouted hearing her grandmother and, buried herself in Eugenie's arms. Her grandmother should thank her, shouldn't she? 

'Heartless queen!' Alora snorted in her mind despite knowing Orla was angry for putting her own life in danger.

Zander checked on Alora's wound. The whip had managed to just graze Alora, yet the wound was nasty. He breathed a sigh knowing Alora would have lost her leg if she hadn't managed to miss the whip. 

When they were about to take Alora to the palace for her treatment, Alora pointed at Arihan, while looking at Freya. The latter accepted to do the silent plea to help Arihan for Alora.

Arihan was taken to the Darwin Mansion while Alora sat in her chambers, at the palace. She winced in pain while the physician applied medicine to her wounded ankle.