Hey, it's me Shravani with my latest story "thirst of power"
Here's the prologue:
"It's impossible! "a voice intruppted his roar. "he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "
He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "
'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a
wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.'
"prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up.
"You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore."
A silence so poignant settled into the room that it became impossible to breathe, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace already. Had no army to back him up and rarely any source of income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " before the idiota's head is disjunctioned from the rest of his body and starts to reel on the floor. The minister spoke again. "I know a way to overcome these....problems."
"The sole heiress of Rai chand's....Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our set backs."
"But why would they give all that to us?"this time it was the prince.
"Because you would marry their only daughter. "
***
"goodness!"one of the ladies gasped. "I bet kuwar Ameredra would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks while the ladies giggled.
But it was all short lived when she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy, her bridal attire swishing across the floor when she reached the mandap where her wedding was going to take place.
Tears blurring her vision as she looked around. It was all red! The floor to the ceiling! The carpets and the walls. And the numerous lifeless bodies that lay around, her soon to be husband.....one of them.
"It's time for us to get married darling! "The war monger prince grinned at her, clasping her hand.
Read my other stories:
Billionaire's lost love (Complete)
The return of passion (complete)
Lust or Love?
(Complete)
The flight to India
(Ongoing)
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