𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌'𝖘 𝕲𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 |ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟ ꜱᴇᴀᴠᴇʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ|

Chapter 1

Seven kingdoms, seven Kings. It has held different riches, high or low, nobody is gonna dethrone them. The seven kingdoms have a different village, six of them are happily and well arrange- were joys and waves of laughters are surrounding the kingdoms.

But, the seventh is the actual opposite of the six. Where villagers are afraid of the monster, lurking through the castle. Children who never had a laugh and played the outdoors but instead, they hide inside there houses. The kingdom is the kind of place where nobody can get out and nobody can get it.

The monster never made contact with the other kingdoms, he sneered and let out a loathed groan whenever he got news from them. He's alone and very dangerous, he laughs as he kills, people in his kingdom wondered why he became king in the first plac when he didn't treat them right and do his job as king. They knew they're trapped.

Trapped in the palms of the monster himself, King Daniel Seavey.

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Countless princes visited you from different kingdom to ask your hand in marriage but none of them were right for you. Some are cocky, some are awkward and mostly some are ugly.

"Papa, none of them are right for me." You said in a complained voice. You sat on one of the chairs in your father's room as you sigh in exhaustion. "I thought, I'm gonna marry a handsome, rich man but no- they're only rich but not handsome. Besides, I loathed their cocky personalities on how they brag about their little kingdom." You knew your kingdom is big, almost the same as the monster's kingdom.

"Y/n, you must find the right man. I'm dying, you see? I don't think I'll ever live any longer, who knows I might die tomorrow." Your father chuckled but you didn't find it funny, you find it pity.

"Don't say that I only have you. Don't scare me." You said walking towards his lying sick body. You knelt beside him and held his hand, he looked at you and smiled in sadness. "You're just like your mother. So caring and picky." He laughed, you smiled a little calculating for how long will you listen to his laugh.

"I missed her." You sadly said. You placed your chin on the side of his bed as you play with his fingers. Your mother died when the kingdom was attacked, you were only seven at that time, so little yet endure the biggest pain. "We all do, the kingdom do."

The both of you don't want to talk about it, so you shut up. "Papa, what if I won't find a man?" You asked, looking up at him. His lips turned into the thinnest line. When you won't marry a king or a prince who's richer enough you either lose the kingdom or be a local villager- the second option was good but you don't wanna lose the countless efforts your father had made to protect this kingdom and only be trembled to pieces because you can't marry a man.

You sigh, "I'm sorry, papa. I can't get a man to save this kingdom."

"Don't worry, you will find a man who would be right for you."He comforted.

"Why, we women can't rule? The sexism of this world is outrageous!" You exclaimed. You stood up and crossed your arms over your chest.

"Calm down Y/n. This is the rule, our ancestors have made, and as the king, we must oblige." He said. He's right.

"What if we break it? Have the men and women equal rights. You should break it, papa!" You almost smiled at the plan but deep down you know he's not going to agree.

"What you're thinking is wrong, Y/n. You're getting me into trouble if I agree with this. I'm sorry, but I won't break it. Every kingdom knows the rule that our ancestors have made, and us present people are here to oblige it." He was beginning to get angry. So you nodded that you understand.