The Forbidden Flower

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ncess, yet she came to this hellhole, joining hands with them. That was what people liked about her. She was not only respected for her noble status, but also for her courage and willingness to put her own life at risk in order to protect her people. Her selfless act

tting. Assassinating the princess would bring them honor as well as unimaginable wealth. The werewolves were sure that they would not be able to overcome her, so the only thing they could do was try to kill her before

comes with advantages such as high hearing and reflexes. He could sense that there was nobody else present in the tent other than the figure lying on a cot in the middle of the tent. After moving near the figure, he watched for

ing a robe and that her neck and her long legs were visible. His heart raced as he noticed the beauty in front of him, captivated by her delicate features

pe of her figure, were clearly visible through the robe. She was the epitome of beauty, grace, and poise - a vision of perfection th

between his thighs. He could enjoy her before killing her. He wanted to savo

d towards the two mountains, rising and falling with her breath. The lecherous grin on his mouth deepened as he reached out, despit

re in front of him opened her eyes slowly. Seeing the man with his arms extended, she was very calm. Taking a moment to properly wear the robe, she stood up and slowly put it on. The man's heart sank as he realized that he had been ensnar

h each move, he felt himself falling deeper and deeper in love and knew he would never be

me. Find out which faction it is and kill them. I don't need anyone who helps my enemies. "Track down w

as he sentenced hundr

to the battlefield with her. She knew that although the princess was known for her love towards her citizens, to her enemies she was ruthless. She coul

ou arrived here, information was sent out to the enemy c

he woman in armor, Erza, was just standing there. Her aura enveloped him like a shield. He could not move, even if he wanted to. T

hat he had no way of defending himself against such a powerful opponent and even the thought of death seemed like a more attractive option. Angela then seated herself on the throne and surveyed the scene with a look of authori

e aura she was giving off was nothing compared to the figure that was sitt

sword. She pointed her hand, and the

ssin that was frozen i

im. Her body was gorgeous, and they chose a man out of all the people to kill her. Isn't that courting death? She start

He collapsed onto the ground, and she felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had managed to survive,

es were slashed by the princess. He gasped for air, his vision blurring, and felt his body collapse to the ground. He lay

own on him in pity. She whispered something in his ear, and with that, he closed hi

la said as she shook off the blood from her blade. Sheathing her sword, Angela turned away f

s princess. "I have been taught to never show mercy," she muttered under her breath.

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