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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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273 Chs

BRINGING NICE TREAT HOME

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: ANGEL BABY ~ TROYE SIVAN]

Kitanna sat in the throne room listening to a case, but her mind was not there. After she read Nix's letter, she had noticed that he tried not to sound worried about suddenly finding his father's amulet on someone, but Kitanna knew he was just trying to act strong; Nix was really worried.

"Queen Kitanna, what is your final judgement?" Her thoughts were finally broken when the royal secretary called her attention.

Kitanna reclined on her chair; her eyes moved from the two persons standing in the middle to the ministers who wanted to hear what she had to say about the case. Her mind was thinking about Nix, but she heard what they were arguing about. It was about a woman; the two men standing at the center were fighting over a woman.

"It is better we hear from the woman in question. We should respect her choice," Kitanna finally said, noticing the change in expression on the ministers' faces.