The love story of a powerful king and his power- his QUEEN.
"My Queen~"
"Stop calling me that!! I will NEVER be your QUEEN!"
"Let's see... My Queen~~"
King Jeon Jungkook wished for a powerful Queen for his kingdom but who knew he would find the woma...
Jungkook reached the venue and the contest started. Many warriors came and fought for the position.
"The last round will be between last year's winner- Warrior Princess and the previous round's winner- Kwang." the royal eunuch answered.
"I don't think the princess will be able to win this time." the Queen muttered.
"It will be better if you support our family member Queen." the king said sternly.
While the other royal ladies were whispering to themselves.
"I pity the warrior princess, even though she is a great warrior but still she is a girl and has to marry someday."
"Yeah... and she is continuously postponing her marriage with the Choi's crown prince. I am afraid if he breaks the engagement no other prince would like to marry her after all that no one wants a wife with that type of behaviour. If it wasn't because of the promise by the late king I don't they would have also wanted this alliance."
The Queen smirked hearing them while consort Jia fisted her hand in anger- she will bear it till her daughter achieves her goal she will bear every harsh word thrown on her and her daughter.
The warrior princess entered the arena in her glory on her horse ARAV.
The audience was looking at the scene amazed- Her hair touched her waist, eyes coldly staring at her opponent while her face was half covered-
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and body covered in a red dress.
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She pulled out her sword and quickly got on the defence position as the other fighter missed by an inch, she smirked before rolling her head and her wild yet dense hair got wrapped around the opponent's wrist taking him off guard but before he could respond she placed her sword on his neck and caged his sword's blade with her free hand.
A look of pride crossed the opponent's face and he quickly bowed accepting his defeat from the warrior princess- satisfying her ego. She smirked and made him stand holding his shoulder while blood dripped down her hand.
