When a revenge assassination attempt on the ruthless Queen sheds light to the palace life she lives. He finds himself in an odd predicament with a much less noble form of payment.
" Hail the King and his Queen!" The streets rang with chants as the church bells rolled. A celebration of a much awaited union for the Kingdom of Shadowfell. It was as almost like a sigh of sang threw the streets for their King had finally decided to marry. - A song the streets of the kingdom would only sign once more under the reign of King Gideon and Queen Estela, as they birthed their heir and the future ruler of the flourishing kingdom.
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A deep sigh escaped her lips as she looked out the window of her husband's departing hunting party. The handsome king leading the way with his hounds at point and his right hand, near literally at his right side. " Do not fret dear husband. I shall handle everything." She muttered once again. A phrase that sat at the top of her tongue on a daily when dealing with the 'Dense' King, Gideon the uncaring timid creature of a king. Leaving his work for his wife and his counselors.
Navy blue skirts rustled as the Queen turned on her heel and elegantly marched toward the council room. Her loose auburn hair giving the air of youthfulness even though the gaze from her crystal blue eyes betrayed a sternness that could match any elder; the prime of beauty fading into the prime of wisdom and she was caught somewhere right in the middle.
" Gentlemen." She acknowledged as she threw the council door open. The five men rose at the sight of their Queen, taking their seats only once she sat down.
" My queen." A stout elder man addressed before standing, his thinning white hair flashing a shimmer of his bald spot as he bowed. " The reports indicate there is unease on the outer skirts. Robbers conducting taxes in your name while others steal supplies from our ships and give them away in the streets." His dark eyes darting to a counterpart before returning his gaze to his queen. " A rouse to put Highness's in a poor light. As a feminine is being reported as well." A rumble erupts amongst the men, their voices elevating. " Inside job! A plot of treason!" Could be heard amongst the bickering older men.
" You all are so nerve-wracking." She spoke, slamming her ringed fingers onto the table to catch their attention. " Bickering. Pointing fingers." Two fingers raising to the bridge of her nose to indicate a headache from irritation. " To find the root to pull the you must find the weed first. - Locate these Taxers. Dead or Alive as either can be forms of examples for using our Kings name..."
" Actually it is just your name." She was interpreted. A brow lifting up at the stout man.
" Sir Theodore. My name is the Kings name." She swiftly corrected, standing. " I fear this will not be the last incident as the fear of hungry is a strong manipulation tool. Find these heathens and take care of them. - Also start rationing any imported items." Queen Estela stated before dismissing herself from the council, a heavy weight on her heart as a deep dread of things to come.
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It was not but a few years after the start of unauthorized taxing that there was an unsuccessful assassination attempt on the Kings head that instead took his dearest friend. A plague of depression took over the King causing him to become susceptible to another assassination attempt, this one a success.
Grieving for her dear husbands loss and fearing for her son's life Estela started to rule with an iron fist.
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As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."