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PeaceMaker

The Aucacia Empire had always been a put together kingdom. The commoners relied on their king just like the king relied on his people, there was no rumor the king didn't know about and there was nothing the commoners weren't informed of. It was the perfect give and take relationship a kingdom should always have. But perfect things tend to have greedy eyes watching them. A perfect environment has no worries about sudden attacks. The same peace of mind that gave the kingdom a blanket of comfort was only the only thing that was imperfect and the only thing that should have never gotten out of the castle walls. But evil has its way of breaking down barriers. A perfect environment is a fragile one. The gentle air shrouded in glass, ready to be shattered with the wrong move. One that the greedy hands were ready to take and one that young prince, Dominic, would have the displeasure of witnessing. Now with the passing of the king of the Aucacia kingdom, cracks start to form in the fragile walls protecting the crown and the people ruled by it. With the days of his enthronement around the corner, the growls of hunger from the greedy eyes grown louder. How long can the kingdom stay put together? Who will tip over the shaky foundations of the kingdom? Who will be the PeaceMaker? cover art: Day.n

totalnoob · LGBT+
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256 Chs

Drift

It was a very big crowd, even more, Mr. Crowly and her husband walking closely beside her. She was worried, she always was, but was especially worried in an event like this. 

Her eyes looked over the crowd, hoping to spot the top of her daughter's heads, maybe a glimmer of their jewelry or even a swish of their dresses. It was useless, she wasn't going to spot them in this dense hurricane of people unless she had the eyes of an eagle and in that, she didn't.

She looked away from the crowd, forced into her current situation. One that she didn't like. It wasn't the fact that she was at this event but whom she was at the event with and the fact that she hadn't managed to get rid of him this entire time. Who was she talking about? Her husband of course.

The one that was so closely knitted to her side. Unnecessarily and unwantedly knitted to her side.