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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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SILENT NOISE

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: TEARS IN HEAVEN ~ ERIC CLAPTON]

Nix gathered the palace guards, intending to continue his investigation outside and question the villagers. After addressing the guards, they were set to leave when Kitanna rushed out of the palace.

"Nix, please be careful out there. The killer might still be among the villagers," Kitanna said in a whispered tone, worrying about his safety.

Nix used his hands to straighten her hair, touching her smooth face in the process. "Don't worry, I'll be fine, okay? Chantal will be here to guard the palace." He assured Kitanna.

Before he could mount his horse, Kitanna clapped her hands in realization, something that had skipped her memory that night. Something about the killer.

Nix stopped in his steps, turning, he asked her. "Is there a problem Kitanna?"

"Nix, the killer, reeked of something rotten. I don't know if it was the skin or something the person was wearing." Kitanna remarked.