the King's Warrior (MxM)

the King's Warrior (MxM)

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We all standing in a hall together and waiting for the king's answer. He think about it for sometime and then he say facing my prince "If you want to marry my sister, I have one condition" then he points his finger to me and said "he have to marry me" Everyone was shocked to hear that and try to change the king's mind. "I will marry you but you have to fulfilled my three condition" I said looking straight in the king's Eyes. ** Arjun Pratap Singh is a warrior in all his life he only knows to protect his king and diverted his life for his country, then a King come to his life and make his life upside down find out what happened, what was his three conditions and how the king fulfill it, in the journey between the king and his Warrior. ------------------------------------ *Arthur note* "hi friends 🤗this is my first time writing a story, I'm not a writer but I try my best to write a decent story.🙂 I'm not very good at story description but please give this story a chance thank you" 😘 It's a mxm story so there be sexual activity between two mens so be aware of it and I won't tolerate any hate comments.
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I was made to serve him. I was made to heed his every beck and call. I was dutiful, obedient, proud of my servitude regardless of what the others thought of me. He was powerful, and he made me powerful, too. It was honorable to be his right hand, to be able to execute his orders to perfection. I thought I had done well in this position. Had anyone asked I would have sworn I exceeded all expectations and fulfilled every request without hesitation or error. I had become an expert in anticipation, of knowing my Master better than I knew myself. So why did he give me away? How could he cast me aside so easily? Was I really so replaceable, so meaningless? He had made me for himself, hadn't he? What other purpose could I possibly have? How was I meant to serve him by serving someone else? -This story has mature themes and depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, etc. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Servitude" #3 in "Servant" #22 in "ManxMan"

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