Okechukwu_Michael_4665

"A girl who is born into a royal family that identifies its royalty with the color of their eyes, but when it was her case, her eyes looked different. From that day, she was maltreated and abused by the hands of the ones known as loyalty, but there was one boy who decided to be her light.

As her journey unfolds, the young girl not only discovers her own inner strength and resilience but also experiences the transformative power of love. Through her growing bond with the compassionate boy who stood by her side during her darkest hours, she begins to understand the true meaning of love—a feeling that was absent from her life amidst the cruelty and oppression she endured.

As their relationship blossoms, the girl learns to open her heart and trust in the genuine affection and support of another. With each tender moment shared between them, she discovers a newfound sense of belonging and acceptance, filling the void in her soul that had long been deprived of love and compassion.

With love as her guiding light, the girl finds the courage to confront the challenges and obstacles that stand in the way of her dreams, drawing strength from the unwavering support of her beloved and the newfound sense of purpose that their connection brings.

In the end, it is love that ultimately empowers her to break free from the shackles of her past and embrace her destiny as a queen, forever transformed by the profound and life-changing experience of loving and being loved in return."

Eyes of Rebellion

In a grandiose carriage, Elara listened attentively as Felicia described her newborn creation. "My Queen, with this creation, you shall have the power to edit the map," Felicia declared.

Elara chuckled, "And how would that work?" she smirked.

Felicia gazed upon Elara, her eyes filled with determination, "By deleting the ones that don't deserve to be on it."

The carriage came to a halt, and as the chauffeur opened the door, they stepped out in front of a massive structure resembling a cube made of pure iron, releasing steam from devil-horned shaped pipes at the top. As the steam filled the air, Elara felt a chill.

Felicia murmured, "The air of success."

They walked into the cube structure through a passage darker than midnight. Felicia held Elara's hand, "I would have turned on some lights, but I don't want you to see a glimpse. For perfection must be shocking."

Finally, they stopped. Elara questioned, "Are we here?"

Felicia laughed, "On the lights, minions!"

Golden lights illuminated the glossy structures, radiating beauty and elegance—a true spectacle of warfare. Elara stared at the structure in bewilderment, "It... it is... it is impossibly real."

They stood before a 140-foot tall missile made of pure silver.

Felicia marched forward, and as the platform below lifted her up, she stared down at Elara. "My Queen, as you can see, my newborn has been born, and his name is Έμπορος Θανάτου, known as Death's Merchant."

After hours of Felicia explaining how it worked, they proceeded back to the castle to finish their discussion.

In the green world of Scotland, Michael sat on a throne in a golden throne room with the past monarchs' portraits fixed on the ceiling, reminiscent of Britannia's throne room. Next to him sat Juli, in the queen's seat. They faced seven elderly men and seven elderly women who bowed to them—women to Juli and men to Michael.

The elders had come to the decision that men and women should have equal judgment in the nation's affairs, leading to political equality.

Juli and Michael gestured for them to rise, and Michael began to speak. "My elders, we need to make a scope on Britannia to see their current doings." Michael's face saddened, having already predicted their future reaction. "I, Michael, monarch of Scotland, shall be scouting Britannia for the safety of Scotland."

"No, we do not agree," an elder said, with others voicing their agreement.

Michael smiled painfully. "Don't worry, Juli will stay back. I will go alone. And as the head of Scotland, anyone who declines my offer will be killed."

Juli looked up at Michael, tears streaming down her face. "But Michael, you may die. Michael, let me go with you, please."

Michael couldn't look at Juli, knowing his decision might change if he did. He hugged her deeply, tears falling from his eyes. Juli wiped her tears and buried Michael's head into her chest. "Just don't die, Michael. If you die, I die."

Michael, flustered, stood up. "J-Juli, take care of Scotland. Protect her at all costs and guide her, for her death equals my death."

He walked forward and left the throne room. "Elara, I'm not scouting this time. I'm coming to kill you."

TWO INSANE LORDS