Patriotic Probity || KNJ

Patriotic Probity || KNJ

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Wesdia, a newly discovered island in the post-war era, colonised not so long ago, had a population of kind and loving people who knew how to give more. They'd have been fine without a government but one day, the Indian government passed the bill to conduct the Mayoral elections in Wesdia. Sudha Basu was the only nomination received for election, but she didn't get enough votes to take the chair in the first election. Casting a vote doesn't cost you hours of labour. Then, what stopped Wesdian people from voting and choosing a Mayor for Wesdia? Before she could think of a way to make them vote, she got the news of another nomination― a competitor! She was an introvert but she had connections. But where there's a will, there's a way. Her well wishers suggested she meet Kim Namjoon, a wanderer― or that's what he called himself. He was one of the more level-headed bachelors in the Wider community, who could make the most logical story sound like a tall tale. Not everyone could catch the hints. Trope:- General political fiction, Historical Fiction, Soft Romance. Author:- Sinii🥀 ____________________________________________
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He was my love, but I was just his path towards the crown which he never owned. When my parents warned me he was a terrorist, I laughed. I didn't believe them. Not until he robbed his own love and left her to die in tiny deaths, moment by moment. We weren't just a few years apart in age, but miles apart in our thoughts as well. Our origins were different, our upbringings were different, we lived in different directions of the world, and yet I never let any of these cause a crack between us, until he decided to build one. REVENGE. His revenge. I was born with the title of Princess, and he was forced to become a knight. He was ready to destroy both of us in the flames of his revenge, lapping around our relationship's newly dug grave. And yet, I stood there firm, unshakable, unbreakable, indestructible, ready to see what his extent was. Because no matter what, at the edge where he ends... I begin. Our marriage didn't only gave a new direction to our relation, but it also sparked an unspoken hunger in him. I don't know why I was getting punished for something I never did. Not only did I betray the promise to my parents, but I also betrayed my every boundary for him. My love for him turned to my dedication when he gave me the only reason to hate him. He put his blade on the neck of the only one I loved the most. So, I put my blade on him, slicing off all the threads of our never budding relationship. He wanted to win it all for the Crown. So, I destroyed it all for the Blood. It was the battle of Blood vs Crown. And the winner was yet to be announced.

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