Royal Blood
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ROYAL BLOOD
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Prince Khalid who feared nobody but his creator is the Crowned Prince of kingdom Bakir the kingdom above all the kingdoms by that Era he is stone hearted and the best of all warriors who never looses any war he fought
Well get married to the Princess of Balil Kingdom Princess Marah who is a very religious muslimah and the only physician in her kingdom
Both of them had to get married to each other under some political pressure
"The only reason I got married to you is just for the sake of my subject okay" he look at me putting on his crown and heading outside the room
"Thats the same reason I got married to you to okay" I gave him a disgusting look and made my way to the bed
This is the story of two Royal Blood who both never accepted each and got married both just for the sake of their subjects it's always about hate Turing to love but will this HATE ever turn to LOVE............
This is an Arabian based story
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