Princess Isabella is an illegitimate daughter of King George II of Wales. Born by a royal maid whom the king fell in love with. Her very existence was a reminder of the king’s unhappy marriage to the trophy queen. When her mother died, she was forced to come live with her father the king and his household. Will she survive the harsh realities that awaits her? Or will she forever pay for the mistake of her parents?
View MoreI look at prince Darius in a daze. I forgot about him. It was embarrassing for others to see my crying face.Ragnar gently pushed me into his chest, burrying my face in the process."I would like to extend my gratitude for helping us stop the traitorous general." Ragnar said politely."Don’t mention it." Prince Darius replied. "Such a man deserved to die. It is just a pity he got away with only a quick death. I was sure king George was thinking of other methods that will make his death more painful."I took a peak from Ragnar’s chest. I see the prince of Geneva smiling brightly at us."Umm... thank you, for saving me." I said to him meekly.I would like to express my gratitude to the prince of Geneva face to face, but Ragnar was hugging me tightly on his chest. As if he doesn’t want anyone to see my face."I am happy to be of help. I just extended a helping hand. You are well loved princess Isabella ." Prince Darius said."Isabella and I will take our leave." Ragnar said. "I am sure m
Guards, stop him!!!" The king roared.General Bruce was holding a sword that he stole from a guard and launched right at me. I was in shock with the happenings that I wasn’t able to react fast.It happened so fast that only my eyes were keeping up but my body’s movement felt slow. I see the guards ran towards the general, trying to stop his advance towards me. But the General was a veteran fighter and a master in using a sword. The guards did not stood a chance against him. In a flash, the general was able to fight past against the guards that were trying to block his advance.My head felt heavy and my heart was thumping rapidly. ’What will I do?’ I thought in panic.I can use my magic to stop the general from attacking me. But if I display my magic powers now, I am afraid I would be the next one to be persecuted just by having Spartan blood.🩸 I can sense the danger coming near me, my body was feeling very heavy. I am feeling the fear of losing my life at this moment.When general
I walked inside the hall of justice with Ragnar. There where more people inside than I have anticipated. ’Who is being judged here today?’ I wondered.Ragnar took my hand and led me down the stairs and into the front row seats. While I was walking, I looked at the people at the center. There were two women and a man, with their hands and feet chained to the floor. ’Are these people the ones on trial today?’ I thought.While Ragnar and I are nearing the front row seats, I can see the people in the center more clearly. I am not familiar with the man and the other woman. But the other woman seems familiar to me.Ragnar ushered me to my seat and took the seat right next to mine. "I am sure you are going to love this movie." Ragnar whispered near my ear that tickeled me. The hair on the back of my neck stood up instantly.I was still curious as to what ’movie’ Ragnar was talking about. I looking at the persons on trial at the center of the hall, when I was shocked internally. The other
Ragnar was pinning me down on the couch. His kiss was deep and hungry, as if he wants to eat me up.Our lips were interwined with each other, dancing in the rythm of our heart beat. I was starting to feel hot and wanting.Ragnar’s hands started to explore my body. His hands that were holding my hands up traveled down to my shoulders and then to my chest. He skillfully unbuttoned my dress in front, letting my breast out in the open. His hands kneaded them gently, pinching my budded nipple along the way. "Ahh..." I was surprised with his sudden movements that my voice broke our in a lewd way and my body flinched. "I love your reaction, Isa." Ragnar whispered to my ear while still doing his prior actions. "E-Erik..." My voice came out in a panthing and lewd way. "W-We can’t..."I want to say that we can’t do such things in the middle of the day but I was not able to say the words out because of the sensation Ragnar was giving me. "We can’t what, Isa?" Ragnar asked playfully. "Are
[Isabella’s POV] Ragnar has been spending time with me in my courtyard since this morning. He haven’t left my side since then. "Eric, are you not busy today?" I asked while sipping my tea. Midday has gone by. Ragnar and I are leisurely taking our time indoors, drinking afternoon tea with some snacks. He was sitting across me at the tea table. "I have finished all my work beforehand. And so, I have time to spend it with my beloved fiancee." Ragnar1 said while sipping his tea. "And you just had such a bad experience last night. Of course I would want to accompany and comfort you." I remembered what happened last night. Last night there was an assasination attempt towards me. Good thing Philip and Ragnar were there to help me out. I internally sighed to myself. ’I am still soft hearted.’ I know fully well that the men last night were bad and ready to do bad things towards me. But I still hesitated to take their lives with my own hands. "What are you thinking?" Ragnar asked me
General Bruce was pushing his horse to gain speed. He had a bad feeling when he saw thick smoke come up from the direction of the camp.Not long his horse came into the clearing. There he saw the camp that his west army set up. He saw smoke coming up from burned tents. There was no one on sight."Hiyah!" He let his horse gallop towards the camp.General Bruce’s heart was pounding like drums inside his chest. He remembered his wife who had come to the camp prior to him. ’Is she alright, is she safe?’ These thoughts were swirling inside his head."Anyone here?" General Bruce shouted. "Anyone, please answer me!"The general got off his horse. He pulled out his sword and treaded slowly. The camp seems to be deserted. He looked at the tents that have been burned, they were still some embers left burning.While walking slowly, he assessed what had happened. He deduced that the fire broke out at dawn, and because the tents were made of flamable materials, it burned instantly. The fire ate a
General Bruce escaped the battle between his men and the royal knights that was led by General Marcus."We should have won that confrontation." General Bruce said with gritted teeth. He clenched the horses reigns with anger. “If those men in black uniform didn’t come to help them, we should have won."General Bruce was full of regret. He lost a lot of trusted and loyal men and the ones that were still alive sacrificed themselves so that he could escape."Do not worry, I will avenge all of you. I will surely take the throne and let them pay ten fold." General Bruce swore.General Bruce maybe hungry for power, but he still values his men’s loyalty and honor. He believes that every ruler should have trusted men around him, and an army backing him. That is why he had nurtured his west army so much because it will be his power.While his horse was galloping, General Bruce noticed smoke in the direction of his army’s camp. His heart beated fast in nervousness. He knew that such big smoke co
Not long after General Bruce escaped, the men of the west army surrendered. Their numbers were now few, the remaining that are alive were taken as prisoners.“General, all of those that are still alive have surrendered. They are all tied up and captured.”The captain that led the Midnight platoon said. He was a young man in his mid or late twenties.General Marcus looked at the captain meticulously. These were prince Ragnar’s men from Avalon. He has heard the rumors about the Midnight army that is personally led by the crown prince himself.It is said that these men were hand picked and trained personally by the crown prince of Avalon. These men’s backgrounds were unkown, thus they cannot be used against their own master. These men are sworn to their master himself, their loyalty is binded with their oath. It is said that there is only one way to get out of the Midnight Army, and it is only when you are dead and not breathing anymore.General Marcus has seen the ferociousness of the Mi
Both parties held their swords, pointing them at their opponents in the opposite side. The men were wearing serious looks, readying themselves on the enemies attack. "Charge!" The men from the west army roared. "Charge!" The royal knights replied with their own battle cry.The men on horses charged towards one another. Not long, both of the armies met and the sounds of swords skirmishing was heard.The men from both parties were fighting hard, not one was letting the other get the upper hand. At first, they look equal in strength. But after some time, a difference in abilities could be seen.The west army’s soldiers were all trained in warfare. They are commoners who enlisted to have financial support for their families. Some of them joined the last war when they were young, making them more experienced in the battle field. Such experienced soldiers trained the new recruits of the west army, making them more knowledegable in fighting opponents. They are also stationed at areas whe
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