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.
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.
To fund her father's medical bills, Helena stepped in for her half‑sister and wed the city's notorious deaf heir. On their wedding night, as she bared herself, he dismissed her hope with, "This is strictly business." Living beneath the weight of his unpredictable moods, she learned to fear every moment. When everyone bet on her ruin, he became her fiercest protector. But as their contract expired and she gathered her things, tears shimmered in his eyes. "Please… don't leave me."
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
My world revolved around Jax Harding, my older brother's captivating rockstar friend. From sixteen, I adored him; at eighteen, I clung to his casual promise: "When you're 22, maybe I'll settle down." That offhand comment became my life's beacon, guiding every choice, meticulously planning my twenty-second birthday as our destiny. But on that pivotal day in a Lower East Side bar, clutching my gift, my dream exploded. I overheard Jax' s cold voice: "Can't believe Savvy's showing up. She' s still hung up on that stupid thing I said." Then the crushing plot: "We' re gonna tell Savvy I' m engaged to Chloe, maybe even hint she' s pregnant. That should scare her off." My gift, my future, slipped from my numb fingers. I fled into the cold New York rain, devastated by betrayal. Later, Jax introduced Chloe as his "fiancée" while his bandmates mocked my "adorable crush"-he did nothing. As an art installation fell, he saved Chloe, abandoning me to severe injury. In the hospital, he came for "damage control," then shockingly shoved me into a fountain, leaving me to bleed, calling me a "jealous psycho." How could the man I loved, who once saved me, become this cruel and publicly humiliate me? Why was my devotion seen as an annoyance to be brutally extinguished with lies and assault? Was I just a problem, my loyalty met with hatred? I would not be his victim. Injured and betrayed, I made an unshakeable vow: I was done. I blocked his number and everyone connected to him, severing ties. This was not an escape; this was my rebirth. Florence awaited, a new life on my terms, unburdened by broken promises.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
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