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Being the queen of queens is the greatest honour for any girl, but that honour came at a cost in the kingdom of Zameen-e-Aman.
It was an ominous day at the al-Ziyadi Palace. King Ayaan Muhammad Imamuddin, the king of kings had sent a summon for Sultan of Ahamdapur, Bilal al-Ziyadi's one and only daughter Princess Liaba. She was to marry the king at the royal Palace in the capital city of Imanat.
In an event of a delay or refusal to do so, it would be considered treason against the king and treated as such. The princess would be taken by force and blood would shed in Ahamdapur. It was an order and a threat.
In the past few years the king has had 23 wives' all belonging to royal families of Zameen-e-Aman. Shortly after the wedding his wives have mysteriously disappeared, never to be heard from again and then the king remarries soon afterwards.
Based on speculations the King murders them once he loses interest or purely for entertainment. The king has neither agreed to nor publicly denied such rumours. This gave him the title of a monstrous king amongst the realm, scaring off all the remaining royal houses of Zameen-e-Aman from betrothing their daughters to the King.
Due to this, a law was established that no one would be able to object to the king of kings or else would be faced with dire consequences.
Princess Liaba was undoubtedly one of the most beautiful young women in Ahamdapur. She had big emerald eyes, prominent chin, and high cheekbones. Her luscious silk bronze hair and gold skin glowed in the sun and every clothing she wore, hugged her curves perfectly.
Aamira had been her handmaiden since the age of 14; she had only seen the princess's beauty grow with time. Over the past seven years, the girls had formed a special bond and Liaba had treated her like a sister.
"Please stop crying, Liaba," Aamira said grimly as she sat beside her best friend rubbing her shoulders in consolation.
"How can I? I am ruined. What will I tell Kareem? We were going to elope within a month!"
Kareem was Liaba's assigned royal guard and Aamira knew of their affections. Laiba often made her cover for her whenever she wanted to spend time alone with him. Deep down, Aamira knew their relationship wasn't wise and tried to warn Liaba against it, but was met with hostility so ever since then she kept her thoughts to herself and tried to be a supportive friend.
She watched Liaba sob into her hands. Aamira frowned; she had never seen Liaba this devastated before and it hurt her too.
"Liaba Jaan, please it aches me to see you like this."
The 21-year-old princess looked up at Aamira with bloodshot red eyes and whispered, "I'm with child, Aamira."
Aamira's eyes widened in shock and she felt her stomach drop. She was too naive to realize the extent of Kareem and Liaba's involvement.
"Liaba.. how do you know?"Aamira held her breath.
"I haven't bled in 2 months!"
"Does Kareem know?"
"Yes, which is why we were going to elope before I start showing. If father was ever to find out he'd have both our heads!" Liaba cried.
It was true; this would bring shame to the Sultan's name and there was nothing more important to him than his dignity. "And if that barbaric king finds out he was betrayed and given a bride who was already with someone else's child, I fear the consequences. I'll be dead for sure and all of Ahamdapur will have to repay for my sins." Liaba now sobbed harder.
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The King's Wrath
FantasyAyaan, the young king of kings is a monster. Each month he forcefully takes a new bride from one of the royal houses in his kingdom Zameen-e-Iman, once his previous wives mysteriously disappear. The entire realm is convinced he kills them out of spo...