The Princess Doesn't Want A Harem
After getting struck by a lightning, A girl transmigrated into a fantasy world as a powerful Princess. The Princess of Fyn was infamous for her scandalous reputation. Whispers painted her as a shameless and frivolous woman who treated men like disposable trinkets, casting them aside as soon as someone more handsome caught her eye. Rumor had it she kept a harem of thirty-six men! When the Crown Prince of a wealthy kingdom arrived to end their engagement, he didn’t mince words. "I don’t like you. Let’s break up." To his surprise, the princess beamed with delight."Okay." Next came the Demon Prince, known for his ruthless demeanor and striking looks. "You’re not good-looking enough to be my bride," he sneered. "Let’s call this off." The princess responded cheerfully, "Sure thing." Then, the Dragon Prince—the man celebrated as the most handsome in the world—delivered his verdict. "You’re a vile woman. I don’t like you." The princess clapped her hands in excitement."Good, good! I feel the same!" After breaking off thirty-two engagements, the princess ascended the throne. Free at last from the chains of marriage, she eagerly embraced her dream of living as a carefree "salted fish." Who needed men when there was good food to enjoy? But her peace didn’t last long. The very next day, a crowd of handsome men gathered at the palace gates, their expressions filled with regret. "We were wrong! Please take us back!" The princess crossed her arms and sighed. "There's too many of you " " You can put us all in Your Harem!" The Princess declared " But I don't want a Harem! "
I Find Her More Pleasing To The Eyes
Demon Prince Lu Sin, Crown Prince of the Demon Realm, known for his wild and roguish nature, was unexpectedly very good-looking. His long, fiery red hair flowed freely, restrained only slightly by a twisted headdress that seemed forged from dark flames. His face was pale and striking, with sharp, chiseled features. Unlike his father, the Prince never smiled. He was cold and aloof, giving off the air of a real tyrant.
Kira, with her lower face covered by a veil, was dressed in a golden Phoenix robe that matched her father's. Her hair was styled with a golden crown, and her fingers were delicately adorned with rings that shone under the light. When sitting beside her father, the Golden King, others couldn't help but admire the father-daughter duo.
Unlike the Demon Venerable and his son, the king and princess of Fyn coexisted simply to complement each other. A very beautiful pair indeed.