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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: ADAGIO FOR STRINGS ~ SAMUEL BARBER]

Larel held the baby closely; since the issues started in the palace, little Labre had been sick. As Bareea stopped giving him the utmost attention he needed, in her defense, she was trying to secure a good future for him.

Larel made sure to feed the boy, with plain milk since Bareea wouldn't agree to do it, and she slept in the same room with the child. The boy had just finished bathing, and Larel was applying oil on his skin. She felt very happy staying close to the baby, a feeling of comfort and warmth came from the child, and every time she felt down, all she had to do was carry the child close to her chest, and she felt better.

"Is he done bathing?" Larel raised her face to see Bareea, whose hands rested on her waist, looking at her like she did something wrong.