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

That face was home for her. Looking at that man before she made everyone else disappear. She is unconscious of all others around her. Nothing else matters at this moment. All she wanted was that warm embrace she received. The wind lightly engulfed her with lightly waving her hair. The secured bun was letting out tiny strands from the corner. 


“I wish to live like this. I am sorry Maria but you are wrong. No matter what you say. He was the perfect decision for me to stand with.” Isabella felt her lips quiver as she hid her eyes from the view and quickly took steps. 


Nicholas understood the situation and quickly met her in the middle and pulled her in his arms. He quickly hid her head in his shoulders with his left-hand holding on the back of her head and the right one on her waist. 


Bk 3: Ch– 245 Realization(pt-1)