War is hard for a man. It cuts off the soul of a person. No one can survive it until they leave behind their sanity they said. A princess lost in a rebellion. She lead her life in comfort of her castle but reality was harsher for her. She was thought to be dead by her country but she returned as a knight for the king.

Armor Queen

“Please do not blame brother’s death for us falling apart. We were falling apart before that.” She raised her eyes, matching the Queen’s. 


Qadirah set the glass aside. “Princess should not talk when she does not know everything.” 


“Yes, I do not know everything, Mother, but I do know you and father fell apart even before brother died.” She was talking about the entrance of the concubines. 


“The owner of the harem can not stop traditions.” Qadirah took one more sip of the juice. 


“Yes, traditions can not be stopped, but the killing could have been stopped, but you let them happen for your own insecurity did you not your highness?” Nafeesa swallowed the last bite of the cake on her plate. 


“I want to know, who wants to kill your mother?” She dusted off the crumbs from her cheek. 


“Princess Nafeesa, you should watch how you speak.” Qadirah felt insulted. 


Bk3: Ch– 76 Questions(pt-2)