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Throne of blood & thorns

“The one you don’t have feelings for will be the one you fall for. But the one you think you adored once will be the one you will hate with your soul. Beware of the sweet honey that will blind your judgment, but follow the scent of flowers. They will be the answer to your hunch. And remember, you are nothing but a pawn to these up high, so keep your eyes open and your mouth shut.” When Akila, a normal young girl, is kidnapped to have an offspring in order to provide an heir for her king, she is thrust into the middle of a power struggle between the gods and the mortal realm. After being captivated by her emerald green eyes, Ramses IV decided to make her his queen. Who could have predicted that a chance encounter would eventually result in the end of his reign? In the midst of the anarchy, the sorcery, and the magical beings, how far would Akila go to save her child? Would Ramses choose to make his new family his priority? His Sister? Or his kingdom? Disclaimer... This book might be built on some real facts and accurate events but the story and its characters are all made up and doesn't represent how the Egyptian history was or its reality. This entirely is a work of fiction and shouldn't be taken as reference to anything related to this civilization and its history.

Bebo_Elnadi · Histoire
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135 Chs

Chapter 120

Annipe,

"You think I will watch you do this to my people or the ones I care for? I will never let you win, Akila. NEVER."

Annipe snarled at Akila, dropping her queenly act and just fighting for her right.

She turned around to glare at the people gathered around her, then she growled harshly.

"I evoke the blood right decree that was established by my great grandfather. I will rule in my husband's stead till he is nursed back to health or passes away, or else I will take what I deserve by force. I give you the choice and you have one opportunity to choose what you think is right. But know this, if you chose her, I won't spare you."

Annipe roared at the top of her lungs and the throne room went silent, not a soul breathing.

She turned to look at the other female, but this time she didn't feel victorious or anything.

That whore had ruined all her plans. She wanted to draw the court slowly to her but now she knew she will face some opposers.