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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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VISIT TO THE PALACE

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: LIKE THAT ~ BEA MILLER]

Bareea walked through the palace passage, carrying her son close to her chest. When she got to a particular door, she knocked earnestly. After some time, a woman's voice was heard.

"Who?" Larel donned her jacket over her shoulder and went to open the door. She saw Bareea standing in front of her door with her child sleeping on her chest.

Bareea pressed her lips for a moment, "Can I come in?" She asked politely.

Larel was taken aback; the last time they had encountered Bareea had drawn a line in their relationship. Seeing her now in front of her doorstep made her worried.

"Come in," she moved to the side to allow the woman to step inside.

Bareea walked inside the room, sitting down on a chair without waiting to be ushered in.

Larel sat on the other side of the chair, her eyes moving from Bareea down to look at the sleeping child.