When Dianys finds herself torn between the decision to return to her past and save her life from a curse, she discovers her family's dark secrets and the truth behind Vincent, a young man who has captivated her heart and stirred up her hormones. A w...
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The sky turned gray, the air very heavy, just like the day I met him. Soldiers in their shining armor and sharp swords, ready for battle. My father, King Alfonso III, a 52-year-old man, tall, robust, with rebellious hair, red as fire, with eyes full of pain and revenge. Who once was a man of peace, there were no more traces left, only bitterness and resentment.
The worst day of my life had begun.
"My lady, it's time for your father and his soldiers to go out into battle, please follow me to the safe zone of the camp for your safety."
A thin woman, grayish skin, gray hair, clearly she has been in the service of the King and Queen for many years, her hands battered by daily tasks, but underneath all that, a kind and warm woman, love and dedication for the kingdom, admirable, grateful to the King and Queen, for rescuing her and her family from the village of the lost the day it was attacked by dragons. Now safe in the village of the Celestial Kingdom, which, thanks to its riches in the diamond mines, has been able to help and rescue its inhabitants. The people loved their King for his generosity and capacity for service. More than 10 years serving the kingdom as their King.
"Ramona, thank you, but I haven't spoken to my father yet, in a moment I'll be with you, please wait, yet..." as I responded to Ramona, I was interrupted by General Santos.
"I think this conversation has come to an end your majesty, Ramona, escort the princess back to the camp." I hate it when he uses his authority as the right hand of the King and as adoptive brother. Always aware of every move I try to make.
"Please listen to me, General Santos, Uncle...} I begged
"Miss, don't overwhelm your father, you've been given a direct order, understand the situation, it's not the place let alone the time."
He, General Santos is a very tall man, a little thin, with short wavy gray hair, it looked silver, a slightly battered complexion, a look that projected a bit of coldness, but above all distrust. About 40 years old, but his scars made him look a little older, his concubines were the only ones who knew the facts that were the cause of these scars. Raised with the King, although they are not blood brothers, their trust and relationship is strong.
"I thank you General Santos, but I still wish and I must speak to my father before he leaves for the battlefield, it is essential to maintain peace between the Kingdoms." I was just trying to soften his heart a little, if he has one.
He smiled at me and looked at me as I hate him to do so, with a hint of lust and desire, reminding me that they have tried to ask my father for my hand three times to make him king in my reign and thanks to my mother, Queen Rose, they have denied him.
