"My prince all the preparations for the awakening ceremony have been completed. All that's missing now is you," said a voice of a young child behind the door of her room.
seems interesting hope you keep it up
- The faster, the better is true. The more chapters you release, the happier us readers will be, except if:
-- For originals, 1 chapter a day is the max you should publish(unless your chapters are incredibly short). And even that seems like a lot to me. It takes time to write good stuff, so churning out hundreds of chapters super quick often means its not good work.
"We never bothered to check we all believed he was going to die on the first day.They are sending someone to check his level today."
"But you just had coffee. "
7,000 (at war's start)
help me please its an emergency my identity has been stolen
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He felt as if he were light as a feather literally and sprang away like a kangaroo. He didn't know it wasn't normal for a human to traverse more than a fathom with a single step. He was already crossing twice the norm and was progressing towards a larger distance in every step.
I had heard whispers about the Althean king's ability to boil ones blood but I had thought them nothing more than the exaggerations of the courtiers. But having seen the horror in Sir Ramneal's eyes, the sweat break on his brow in a matter of seconds, and the way his entire body tensed I had no doubt that he was in a great deal of pain. My chin dropped to my chest as I thought about the fact that I could have lost him, my only comfort, and because he had hoped to save me. I realized then, if he were taken from me, my life would be endless darkness. He was the single ray of sunshine that managed to break free of the clouds that were graying my existence. He was ever kind. Quick to joke. Willing to fight for me, even against his king. And, willing to be mine if I would only say that I desired. But I was a coward. I could not voice my feelings, my needs. I was scared of what it would mean for me, my people. There was no possible way that this ended with Sir Ramneal and I sitting side by side on the throne. Though there was no future, did that mean I could not have him now? Honestly, there was a fair enough possibility that his king would kill both of us before all was finished. He had no love for me by any means and he had already showed that his men only lasted so long as they were useful. If Sir Ramneal continued to stand between him and his favorite play thing he would not be useful much longer. He needed me, even if just long enough to force me to marry him so he could claim my crown but he had plenty of men capable of "guarding" a captive princess.
"IDIOT! MORON! MONKEY! ASSHOLE!!! IDIOT IDIOT IDIOT...." she continued to walk home while cursing him in her heart. She never had met such a jerk like him in her life and never wanted to see him again or she might strangle him to death.