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My Queen's Touch

In a world torn apart by ancient enmities, a marriage of convenience is brokered between the rival nations of Solyria and Nuria. The union is steeped in political intrigue and desperation, as the curse afflicting the Solyrian prince can only be cured by a nurian person—a member of the enemy nation. Caught in the midst of this arrangement are Noori, the daughter of the Emperor of Nuria, and Dastan, the cursed prince of Solyria. Their fates become intertwined as they are bound together in matrimony, despite their vastly different backgrounds and intentions. For Dastan, the marriage represents a means to an end—the lifting of his curse. Once freed from his affliction, he seeks to dissolve the union and reclaim his sovereignty. However, Noori harbors a deeper agenda. Driven by a desire for revenge against the Solyrian kingdom, she sees the marriage as an opportunity to sow discord and chaos from within. What happens when their hateful relationship evolves into something more, forcing one of them to reconsider their plans to save the marriage? And when their hidden histories are revealed, will they be able to maintain their marriage amidst the turmoil? ---------------------------- Book Cover by discord : writerbubble1234 instagram : @writerbubble

Bubble_GuM · História
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55 Chs

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The moonlight bathed the garden in a soft, ethereal glow, casting long shadows across the uneven terrain. Noori, her hand extended in a silent invitation, stood amidst the wild beauty, her figure illuminated by the gentle light. Dastan, his gaze fixed on her, remained seated on the grass, his expression unreadable against the backdrop of the night.

"Is your Highness feeling well already?" Noori's voice broke the silence, her words echoing in the tranquil night air. Dastan shifted his gaze, breaking eye contact with her, and slowly made his way to her side, his movements deliberate and measured.

"You speak of the heart as if you have felt the pain of its breaking," Dastan's voice resonated with depth, carrying a weight of understanding and empathy. Noori's hand fell to her side as she took a deep breath, her eyes closing in contemplation, the moonlight casting a gentle glow upon her features.