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The First Princess of Averlyon

[Book will resume soon.] "Princess?" A young man entered the dimly lit room. "I'm not a fucking princess! Get this in your fucking head, dumb bastard! And tell this to the rest of these crazy family members! Lemme get outta here!" She yelled while twisting around her wrist, trying to get off the ropes that were holding her back from throwing a punch at these people who kept visiting her one by one. Her so-called family. "But YOU ARE a princess." Yuden amplified the fact that she was indeed Princess Zahra. The young man smiled softly at her although the smile didn't reach his eyes. His eyes were just cold yet they had some sort of fire in them that might as well burn the person in front just by his gaze. "Should I untie you? You seem in pain," he walked closer to her. "Ha! Do you even know what pain is? Pain is you, your whole bullshit, this house, these people!" "I didn't allow you to be so rude, Princess Zahra," Yuden's eyebrows furrowed, his smile fading. Synopsis: Tiana's idyllic life as a nomad is shattered when she arrives at the capital, she is declared to be the missing princess of Averlyon! Thrown into the glamour and wealth of the royal palace, she soon realizes that something dark lurks underneath the pretty smiles and graceful curtsies. As she struggles to come to terms with her new identity, her old life seems to call her back. Years after Tiana’s disappearance, Crown Prince Yuden is still waiting for her. However, he can no longer ignore his duty. He finally agrees to marry her younger sister Layla to secure the alliance between Averlyon and Yurania. As he prepares to slip the ring on Layla's finger, a man appears and announces that the princess has been found! Although Yuden found his long lost fiancée, she was nothing like what he expected her to have become! [Webnovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] ONLY 18+: Violence, triggers, and disturbing scenes (No rape). A happy ending guaranteed! Don’t forget to support for more chapter release!

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142 Chs

125 — Magic Training

"But?"

Ahan grew anxious as he awaited Princess Layla's response.

"But... what about that lady?" Layla raised her eyebrows, keeping a professional smile on her face, though it bothered her to mention that woman.

Whenever Layla recalled that woman sticking to Ahan like glue, she felt her blood boil.

"Which lady?" Ahan raised an eyebrow, confused.

"You know. That dark violet-haired woman who was with you on coronation day."

"Oh, she's my cousin. Although she was born a commoner because my aunt married one. Her name is Alia," Ahan bit his tongue, trying to keep himself from laughing.

He couldn't believe he would one day have the honour of witnessing Princess Layla's jealous attitude. Her now puffed cheeks only added charm to her scowling expression.