Sebastian_mechalis

What will happen when Princess Nefertari falls in love with a Prince from the other side of the Planet during a visit that was the first of its kind? Does she think that her love that started as a mere crush will mean something when they are to meet a decade later? Adults with new minds, and faces, is there place for such feelings when war is breaking out? Is it an ill-fated meeting or, perhaps there is more to come?

.“BEHOLD!” 
“His Holiness, Great Pharaoh of Egypt Akhenaton and his daughter crown princess Nefertari!"
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"This is my secret hideout that I wanted to share with you," Joon Wo said looking at her, no matter how long he looked...she looked Ethereal.
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Traveling to the other side of the world after being invited to the greatest Celebrations in the history of Korea.
Not Expecting much to happen...
But Fate had another plan... the reunion of old friends, the faded scars of the past reopening.
The spark that started in childhood turning into a bonfire in adulthood. Replaying the past of the ones before them.
Can love last in the den of the wicked?
Or will Fate have another saying in it? 
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Note: This novel has taken a creative turn in history!

. The novel will be like a journey through the MC's lives. You will join them as they grow up and you will witness everything yourself!
I upload almost daily I hope you enjoy !
Cover : credits to the original artist

A Song of Ancient Times

Joon Wo felt that his blood was boiling, the fury was running through his veins like a hurricane. He didn't care who he has drawn his sword against, not even if it's the Pharaoh.

"Jooni, what are you doing here?" Nefertari said, finally snapping out of her haze. She jumped forward tugging on Joon Wo's arm trying to pull him off. "Stand down both of you!"

"My dear daughter," said Aton. "I don't think you understand what's going on here's so let me put it clear for you, okay? This prince – " he paused withdrawing his sword to point it at Min Jun that was standing behind his older brother. Joon Wo was enraged, his fist trembled in anger as he held the hilt of his sword.

Tears Pouring.