A love story between the Warrior Crown Princess of the much hated Mahlinian Tribe, and the astute, but dashing Crown Prince of the Passinam Kingdom.

Forced to do her captor’s bidding, Princess Zahrona found herself roped into the battle schemes of the wily, and calculative Prince Huvere.

“If you leave, you will die.”

“You have poison in your blood,” he answered her with an air of finality.

“The Mahlinian Tribe will never bow to any oppressor, talk much more of an aging tyrant!” Princess Zahrona spat out angrily.

What do the Fates have in store, for her?

It’s In The Stars

Princess Zahrona eyed the annoyance standing before her warily, before turning her icy eyes away from him, to continue staring thoughtfully at the beautiful flowers in his Courtyard garden. 


A mild, stiff silence passed between them, before Princess Zahrona sighed deeply, folded her arms across her chest, then gave the Passinam Crown Prince her full attention. 


Prince Himself smirked seductively, then opened his mouth; "The Passinam Kingdom has a grand agenda, that is inclusive of many Kingdoms, Tribes, and Peoples. 


"My plan is to aid the purpose, and you and your Sisters will feature prominently in it." He informed the frowning Princess. 


"What is your purpose?" Princess Zahrona asked him, her frown increasing. 


"I want you and your Sisters, to become special royal ambassadors of the Passinam Kingdom. 


Chapter Four