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The Crown's Entrapment

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] “I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...” King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him. But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go. Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul? * Note: Volume 1 & 2: Main Story Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555) Volume 3: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641) "I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..." Volume 4: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701) "Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..." Volume 5: Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805) “I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…” Special Chapters onwards - completed **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasy
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Xenia dropped her shoulders as she excused herself for a while from Jayra. She wanted some air, so she made her way to the nearest roof, which was coincidentally the one she had already walked through with Darius last night. It was when they went to the parapet, the place where he opened up everything to her about his father's death.

Walking up, the guards greeted her with utter respect, to which she greeted them back with a curt nod. 

"Back here again…"

As she expected, the view atop the roof was great during the daytime. That part of the wall was facing the Miran Ocean, the same ocean that separated Ebodia from the Kingdom of Valcrez. 

Slightly spreading her arms, the late afternoon breeze felt nice as it washed over her. It was becoming rather chilly and bracing by now, the inevitable winter creeping ever so closer with each passing day.

Walking further, Xenia only halted when she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing on the parapet.