Stop Fighting This Love [Complete]

18~~ War

A/N: exams are over. Ha! I practically failed- what a joke. I think I'm just going to be a writer, like, if all else fails😂😭

I had been thinking of entering both of my books in a competition but I have decided rather not. My books are my own and I don't need to compete with others to tell me that my stories are worth it because they are both special to me and that is all that matters. I don't want to know whether my Fanfic is better than someone else's because that's not the reason I made this Wattpad account so competitions are not an option for me, thank you😀

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A few days later, citizens of the Agreste Kingdom were lining up outside the large castle, waiting for their chance to present the newly wedded royals with gifts in order to congratulate them for their love.

Marinette had admitted that she did not enjoy taking gifts from people who would benefit much more from obtaining it themselves. However, the Agreste family insisted that it was tradition.

Besides, the Agreste citizens wanted to let the princess know how much they appreciate her joining their families and making their prince a better man. Also, many young girls like Emma had only dreamed to see the warrior princess in person and now she was the wife of their heir to the throne.

It felt strange for Marinette, sitting down on an Agreste throne made for her. The Agreste family was sitting in the main seats, Marinette sitting besides the queen. She waited as row upon row of Agreste citizens pilled in with food, jewelry and (most surprisingly) weapons. The guards had searched thoroughly beforehand to see which weapon-bearing citizens would be a possible threat. Marinette was given a sword engraved with her name and family symbol upon the hilt.

"It is much too beautiful for my sake," Marinette complimented the blacksmith, holding the sword firmly in her grasp, "It shall work well in training. Thank you, kind sir."

"Only the best for you, Your Highness," the blacksmith replied.

Adrien glanced at his wife ever now and again to check whether she was enjoying the gifts each citizen had given her. Of course, Marinette smiled for each one, grateful at recieving many kind words. He had received many compliments himself, but he would often divert the attention back to his wife who most certainly deserved it more than he did.

Adrien felt a tug at his sleeve and turned to Emma who was gesturing to a well-dressed adviser in the corner of the room. It was Nino Lahiffe, wearing a look of worry and urgency. Adrien excused himself from his family and made his way towards his good friend. If Nino was concerned then there was a very likely chance that the country was in danger.

Marinette noticed both of their worried faces and narrowed her eyes at her husband. What was going on? Did they need her help? Why were they both looking as if the end of the world was near?