The Cost Of Protection.

The Cost Of Protection.

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"What made you think you could pull me out of a fight?" she continued. "With all due respect your honour, you are lacking the ability to sense your surroundings. Anyone could have came up behind you and slaughtered you." "It still gave you no right to make my decisions for me." "Maybe you need someone to tell you what to do sometimes. "Maybe you need to keep your nose out of my business." "Oh princess, haven't you learned already? What ever you do, is the kingdoms business."​ Malissia is the Princess of the Eastern Kingdom in the country of Epaxidel. In the world that she lives in, there is about to be a war between two of the countries for the prize that is the only unclaimed land in the small globe, Prekotus. However, the eastern kingdom's army is not big enough to conquer the country of Droudelum's army. Causing slight issues for them. Joining forces with the Western Kingdom, they would have enough, but comes with a price. 17 year old Malissia is to marry King Barnabas of the Western Kingdom, who is in his 50's. What will Malissia do? *I promise the story is a lot better than this synopsis.*
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"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

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