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THE WARRIOR PRINCESS

Iris has been a warrior princess and the only daughter but the last child of the king and queen of Philadelphia. all princess have their destiny in the hands of their father or husband, while Iris's destiny is different when it is all placed in hope. a kingdom ruled with just and proper decree turned otherwise within the hands of time. Iris watches her kingdom crumble from an unjust war and her family dies in grief and pain. heeding her mother's last words she left the kingdom and traveled very far away but vows to return and retain back her kingdom and avenge the death of her loved ones. on her journey to winning back her Kingdom, Iris ends up falling in love with the son of her enemy. will the love build her strength to gain victory or would it render her weak? join in her adventure as she struggles to gain back what is rightfully hers.

Halimah_Bello · Lịch sử
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CHAPTER 3

I heard the sound of a horse coming closer, I heard someone call the name Eliana, I was a little bit surprised, on hearing that name, because William was the only one I told about me being called Eliana, I looked back, when I saw William, coming towards me riding on his brown, long left swept haired horse.

I asked what are you doing back here, you said you are on a journey, and you have to get to your destination, first of all, I came for you, something in my mind says we've met before secondly, I love you and I don't know how but, I felt there some kind of a connection that binds us together, I don't wish to leave you wondering in the bush.

I don't need you, I would be fine on my own, besides, I don't know who you are, where you're from just so many questions I have to ask you, hold on why don't you get to know me, I can help gather up some woods and make a wooden cabin, hold it right there baby steps, am just getting to know you, we're not married, we can't just start living together, I don't trust you totally.

It gets dark, why don't you set up a tent next to the camp fire, to keep you warm, I will make a been soup, hmm my favorite, he said with a smirk on his cheeks, my cheeks began to turn red, from my blush, because it was my favorite too, and it looks like we have a lot in common. We both sat on a log, placed next to the campfire, and ate our meal, I began to ask him questions about where he is from and what he does for a living, all he said were, I am a voucher and I also hunt, I am from a kingdom, over throne by a wicked king, and took the poor as slaves, and I don't ever want to go back over there again.

A few minutes later after the meal, he then asked where are you from, I choked on my spit, unto hearing this question, leading me to remember the day I was forced to live e my kingdom, I took a dip breath, then sighed and made a paused, un able to speak, seeing my impression, he decided not to ask any longer, and told me, everything is going to be okay, he patted my back and made his way to his tent, I felt a little sad, as at that moment, but his touch on my back, made the sorrow go in ease. He left to bed, wishing me a good night sleep.

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