The King Dies in the End

The King Dies in the End

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The King Dies in the End ...but the story belongs to them. A girl, starving to death in her village, receives an offer from the king that she can't refuse in an attempt to save her family from certain death. She does not realize what the consequences to her agreement will be. A nanny, who has cared for the prince, heir to the throne, since he was only a few months old, is being blackmailed. She has a secret, one that has to do with the queen, and will do anything to save herself from being exposed. The queen, running away in the dead of night with her two-month-old son strapped to her chest, is determined to never return to the castle. But a persistent mercenary sent to kill her and return her son to the very place she's fleeing will make her reconsider everything she's done to protect her children.
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Yasmine had made a mistake. A costly, dire mistake. She'd whispered a plea in the darkness to a passing knight - save me from the dragon, and I will do anything you want - but she'd never imagined this outcome. It had been a shot in the dark, a final hurrah sort of thing, her last hope in escaping the tyrant clutches of the crimson drake who had kept her prisoner in a tall, inaccessible tower in the depths of a dark, mysterious forest. It was a tale as old as time, the Princess, held captive by some monstrous, ravenous beast that could only be bested by the greatest of heroes. Back then, Yas had believed that anything was preferable to the dragon and her captivity. Her daydreams had been of dashing heroes on beautiful white stallions come to sweep her off into the sunset, maybe claim her hand, and her kingdom, with a quick, romantic marriage. She'd been naïve. Humans, at their core, are selfish and covetous, and she should have known that if she gave her word, someone would eventually come to collect. Not out of the goodness of their hearts, no, she had been in the tower far too long for it to be that. They came for the payment. They came for her. Warning: Instances of non-consent and reluctance within the story, as well as graphic depictions of sex, violence, and gore. Mature audiences only.

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