Queen Maryes Chand, a beautiful woman, lost her husband in a war with the American Mafia.
Her husband sacrificed himself so Chandra could live peacefully.
She still remembers. It happened the day her baby girl was born.
Her beautiful daughter, who is the most precious thing for her and for the whole ChandLand people, is a sassy person, but she is reasonable from the inside.
As a mafia Princess, she treats everyone with respect. Maryes always wants to give her daughter the best.
Maryes stood up from her chair. Her eyes were filled with rage.
"What!!?"
"Branson's are attacking!?" General Jones bowed his head.
"They are at the border of ChandLand, ready to attack us." Maryes frowned.
"Why the hell is Branson attacking us?" As much as she remembers, she didn't do anything. Chands has always wanted to live in peace.
And at last, they never wanted to do anything with those Bransons, whether it was good or bad.
Branson ruled everywhere and on everyone, but Chands never wanted to bow down to others if the person was not Queen Mafia and their beloved Mafia Princess.
But at last, Maryes knows that Branson wants to dominate the world, and by defeating Chands, they will become Lord Mafia.
No one in their history has ever conquered this position, and Branson's is one step away from having this position.
The next step is none other than ChandLand.
Jones takes a deep breath. He is a warrior, but he knows that they can't defeat Branson's.
Even if they try to fight with them, everyone will die.
He doesn't want to see widows and orphan kids.
They have to think about something else.
But what?
On the other hand, Maryes Knows what Jones is thinking.
Are they all going to die?
The Queen and the Princess aren't scared of death but are worried about others.
No!
They don't deserve all this.
Yes, they will fight to protect their people.
"We cannot defeat them, Mafia Queen. It would be nothing but suicide," Jones said to her, and she nodded.
"I know Jones, but we don't have any other option. We are not going to run away from this problem. We have to fight for our people's safety."
"What are you saying, Queen I...?" before Jones could say anything.
The door slammed open, and a guard rushed in.
"Mafia King Alexander's generals are here! They said that they wanted to speak to our Queen ".
"What the hell do they want from us?" Maryes hissed and tried to suppress her anger.
"Queen, we have to go and see what they want, because I am sure they want something from us; that's why they are here to talk instead of attacking us," Jones suggests Maryes.
Jon and Jace stood in front of the Queen of Chandland.
"Why are you here?" Maryes asked them.
She is ready to talk after all.
"You have a problem, and we've got a solution for you," Jace said, and Maryes glared at him.
"What do you mean?" Maryes asked again.
"We are here representing the Mafia King, or I can say Lord Mafia Alexander Branson," Jon continued.
"We want to make a deal with Chand's."
"General Jon," the Queen addressed him with a cold voice. "Why does Branson want to make a deal with us?" "You are all around ChandLand. And we both know that it will only take one nod from the mafia king to burn down ChandLand into ashes." The Queen didn't waver her gaze. "And as I know, Queen, Branson's have more gold and diamonds than us, so Generals, what do you want from us? You have everything?" Jones asked with a cold voice. "You have a point," Jon said. "And you have a good mind, General Jones, but you know, our King does not have everything. There are many things in this world that are more precious than diamonds and gold," Jace continued with a small smirk on his face. "Instead of having a bloodbath, Our Mafia king wants to make a friendly deal." Jace continued. "That's what I don't understand, General. As far as I remember, we don't have any precious things that we can offer him; we only have this land where we Chands live in peace," Maryes said with a cold voice. "
Jon and Jace couldn't believe their eyes. They had heard about Chand's mafia Princess being beautiful like their elder Queen, but they never considered it to be actually possible. Their elder Queen was so beautiful and elegant, and by looking at Princess Ashly Chand, Jace and Jon were perfectly sure that the Princess belonged to Branson's. Princess Ashly Chand was standing in front of them. She was nothing but a creation of God. She was alluring and gorgeous. Such a beautiful young woman. She was wearing a white shirt, black pants, and a black robe with golden embroidery. Jace and Jon were short on words. The same happened to them years ago, the moment they saw Elder Queen Braze. Ashly took a deep breath and decided to speak. "What does your King desire?" Ashly asked them. She heard everything, but she wanted to hear it again. "Huh? Yeah, it's our pleasure to meet you, Princess Ashly. Well, I must say, whatever we heard about you being the most beautiful one is actually true. Y
Alexander was at the border of Chandland. He knows very well that he is going to win and make Chands bow their heads to him. While he was holding a meeting with his Generals inside his tent. A guard walked in. "General Jon and Jace have arrived." He informed Alexander. "Send him in," Alexander ordered. Jon and Jace stepped inside. "My son." Alexander nodded and asked them to take a seat. "No need for a blood bath, my son. Miss. Beauty has agreed to be yours," Jon informed him with a smile. Alexander smiled victoriously. "I am going back to the capital tonight. Take a group of soldiers and escort Chand Princess to the Capital." Alexander ordered, It's time for him to become a member of the Mafia. "The ceremony will be held there; I will inform my mother to start preparations." Jon and Jace looked at each other, and Jace let out a sigh. "I'm afraid we can't do that, my boy," Jace answered while he bowed his head. "Are they opposing my orders, Uncle Jace?" Alexander asked whil
Inside the main hall of ChandLand. "What were you thinking!?" Queen Maryes was furious. Ashly sighed as she arranged her trunk box. She can't let this happen; her husband has scarified himself so that he can protect Chands and his beloved child. And here she is; she can't even protect her baby, her only family. "I had no choice, Ma. Die with our people or die alone," Ashly answered. "And Ma, please don't take this to yourself; I know what you are thinking, Ma. You always protected me. Your whole life, you protected ChandLand. Now it's my time to protect my people and provide them with a better and more peaceful future." Tears rolled down the Queen's cheeks; she really can't do anything. "He will not kill you. He will torture you and make you regret being born. We Chands never bowed our heads down to Branson's. He will make sure to take revenge on you, baby." "I don't care, Ma; what I really care about is yours and my people's safety, and..." Before Ashly could finish, she heard
Ashly took a deep breath, looked towards her mother, and smiled. She was about to walk out the door. But her mother stood in front of her. "Don't go!" Her eyes were pleading. "Ma, I have to; I have to do this for my people, for you," Ashly whispers in the last part. "But, baby, If he sees you, he will never let you go!" Maryes knows very well how everyone wants her daughter because of her beauty. Tears are falling down her cheeks again. She never cried this much in her whole life, not even when her husband died. "I lost my husband to an American Mafia . Now I cannot lose my only daughter." Jones stares at both her mother and daughter. He knows very well that he cannot do anything to help them. Chands always lived peacefully; they never wanted war or anything. If they show disagreement with this offer, ChandLand will pay the consequences. Ashly sighed and held her mother's hand. "I cannot be the reason for a bloodbath, Ma." Maryes knew she had no choice. She took off her black v
Alexander was sitting in the conference Hall of the Chand palace with Elder Queen Bree and Elder King Branson sitting beside him, waiting for their future daughter-in-law to arrive. Standing beside him were his two generals, Simon and Mike. Jace and Jon are sitting beside each other and waiting for their new Queen to arrive. Elder Queen Bree decided to break the silence. "So my baby decided to hold the ceremony in Branson's headquarters?" Alexander looks towards his mother and nods his head. "Good, and I hope you will invite Chands also; they are going to be your in-laws and our family. We treat our family with respect." Elder King Branson said this while looking towards his son. "Yes, father, I know. Don't worry, I will never make you regret your decision to choose me as King," Alexander answered with a determination that made Bree and Branson smile. Shortly after that, the door opened, and General Jones walked in. "Our Princess is here ", Jones said, bowing his head to Alexand
After signing the contract, Ashly took her time to bid farewell to her mother. Everyone came to bid a Noble farewell to their beloved Princess. They didn't want their beloved Princess to go anywhere, especially with Branson. But they knew that their princess had made this sacrifice for them. Queen Mary hugged her daughter. "I will come to Branson's headquarters before your wedding with your bridal garments and all," she said. "Stay safe. Stay strong. Be careful with your words. Try not to be sassy with the king." Ashly released herself from her brace and smiled. "I will be fine, Ma. If no one provokes me, I won't use my mouth. But if they ever try to insult me, I will cut their heads off," Ashly said with determination. "I am Chand Ma, Ashly Chand. I will bow my head down out of respect, not out of fear". Queen Mary nodded and smiled proudly. Ashly went to her best friend, Green, who was crying his eyes out. "Take care of my mother for me, will you?" Ashly asked Green nodded a
The journey to Branson's Villa, or, you can say, Branson's headquarters, took 8 hours. Branson's main headquarters are built on the side of South Asia. The place was called MoonLand. Alexander called his maids and told them to decorate the villa beautifully. MoonLand is beautiful, but not as beautiful as ChandLand. It was midnight when they arrived at the villa. The helicopter landed, and Alexander got out of it. He called Mike and Simon. They were already at the villa. Everyone used a shortcut to reach the villa except Alexander. Why? Because he wanted to spend more quality time with his future Queen. They did not talk; none of them said a single word, but they still enjoyed each other's presence. "Tell the maids to prepare a room for Ashly. And make sure it is warm enough". Mike and Simon nodded, and they went inside. The winters were to end, and he knew that his beloved future queen would surely get cold and sick. Alexander looked inside that helicopter and smiled when he saw