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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 133

Akila,

The monsters around her froze in their place, and their eyes slowly sought the source of the voice.

She turned as well and found Bast looking at the scene with interest shining in his eyes.

She cocked a brow at the male, whose eyes now glowed red when the attitude of the beasts changed.

They might have been friendly with her, but they are not with him. They saw her captain as a threat.

The biggest one among the group swam slowly where the male was standing and even Bast took notice of the sudden change.

"I think your new friends here see me as a threat to you, which is odd because they aren't frightened of you, but I presume it has something to do with your origin. Your mother is a just goddess so they might sense it."

He said thoughtfully, then crouched down as the big crocodile approached him.