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The Tyrant Gave Me Three Husbands

****WARNING MATURE CONTENT**** King Viktor is a tyrant ruler who wants absolute and total control over his Kingdom. He gets rid of all who are a threat to his power and all around him fear him. He forces the three most powerful nobles in the kingdom he feels most threatened by to marry his stepsister Princess Kara to keep an eye on them and to take over their possessions. To traumatize and humiliate them, so they are more submissive to his power, he instructs the idiot sex-crazed princess on what to do with them. However, things take a turn for Viktor when Kara suddenly starts to act differently. Courtney is an ordinary salary-woman who suddenly finds herself in a book she’s recently read as a character destined to die, Princess Kara. She’s mortified as she’s forced to find a way to prevent Kara’s death which entails evading the suspicious watchful eyes of King Viktor and the anger of Kara’s three husbands who hate her for all the things she’s done to them. (THIS STORY IS A PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER SO EXPECT SOME MESSED-UP STUFF) ***Cover art is not mine***

AMerci · Fantasy
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151 Chs

An anxious wait

COURTNEY'S POV

Later that day Damea was taken away from her wing back to the dungeons. He would remain there until the day of the journey to Akron.

 

That night Aldric came to my room to spend the night with me. Since their return to the castle Aldric had resumed giving me self-defence lessons with me taking over from Damea. I demonstrated my use of the knives in a duel against him.

 

Of course, I still couldn't beat him, and he never let me. What concerned me was he barely had to move when he fought me. I was heaving and puffing as I was fighting him whilst he was calmly standing.

 

"You're good enough to hold your own now," he told me.

 

Considering he never had to make an effort to defeat me, it made me wonder if I was really capable of fighting. Especially if Viktor was stronger than Aldric himself. If a moment came where I had to defend myself from him I certainly wouldn't stand a chance…