Luciferjl

Aragon, a village-born boy with exceptional swordsmanship skills, discovers his lineage as a descendant of a legendary swordsman. He embarks on a quest to conquer challenges, unravel old secrets, and face dark forces. Along the way, he forges alliances, inspires hope, and confronts personal trials. As he navigates political intrigue and battles for the throne, Aragon's journey becomes a path of self-discovery and the true meaning of power. 

(The characters in this story and everything is wholly fictional.18+ and also it may contain some adult and mature content. And it is a completely fictional and imaginary world in which the events of the story take place.) 
NO NTR OR YURI

Monarch of Slaughter

Aragon and Norchelle both stood on the balcony. As they looked out, Norchelle said, "You know, I haven't had this much fun in years. I spent most of my time reading books. I was not talented like my other siblings." Norchelle kept talking about her life.

Aragon stood listening to her. After a long time, he was having a good time. Spending time with her brought a smile to his face.

"Aragon, I really hope that this lasts longer," she said, her tone turning softer and more hushed.

Then a moment later, Norchelle let go of his arm. She walked back in slow steps, saying, "Enough with that."

Aragon leaned back, crossed his hands, and gave her a warm smile.

Norchelle's heart skipped a beat, seeing his smile at her. She said, "You! Don't smile like that."

She continued walking back, facing him. As she entered the room, she raised her hand and gestured to him with her finger to come in.

A night in the inn (18+)