precious_pruddy

Silver Winner WPC #225

In the Acerradia kingdom, women were stronger and more powerful than men. This was due to a specific gene in their bodies that men couldn't possess. 

It gave each woman different ability and strength. Hence they ruled the kingdom.

Men's duties were mainly to stay at home and look after the family. Come of age and find marry into a good family. They were to be seen but not heard, felt but noticed.

This was the way until Princess Ariadne met a man who dared to look her in the eye and talk back at her. 

The man was not just foolish to challenge her but even went ahead to call her names. She was not going to stand for it. She made him her husband was determined to break him.

Princess Ariadne; bent on making Draxan bow to her.

Draxan; wants to prove that men are equal to women and anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool.

Will the princess succeed in forging Draxan to be like other men or will Draxan win and show that men too are capable.

Will their hatred for each other's opinion let their relationship remain merely as strangers or will they grow to love one another?

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Love Bloom: A Touch Of Roses

The priestess arrived with her saints and sat in the ballroom watching the performance from the best entertainers in the whole kingdom.

The palace was full to the brim with people from all over the kingdom coming to celebrate the chosen one.

The moon was out and the clock was ticking,  her presence commanded a lot of respect but the people were too busy celebrating to mind her presence.

The festival had different purposes, one was enjoy the gift of having the chosen one among them. Two was to keep them calm from panicking upon the knowledge of the chosen one's powers.

Selise, Draxan's younger sister was enjoying herself at the party, she had no complaints in terms of the food or the entertainment. Everything was fine except for Nathan.

She had her eyes on the servant whose gaze never left the priestess. The poor thing was looking at a distant star that never noticed his gaze even once.

The priestess of Acerradia