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He grabbed my throat hard and pinned his gaze on me. I gasped, astounded, feeling as if my neck was impeded by chains.

His very dim eyes intimidated me so bad I felt I could die. His chilly breath fanned my face. He was cold, his skin felt grossly cold but I felt more hurt from his grip on my neck. He was choking the life out of me, I couldn't even make a high sound as he had seemingly suppressed my vocal cords with his hold.

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Princess Almira was captured into Sihasin after an enemy kingdom invaded into her home kingdom, Perston. Now a slave, she faced incredible sufferings but yet still became the fifty mistress of his royal highness, King Luther — A king so astute but yet so seemingly ruthless and sadistic. Love bloomed between them however, but with the strong need to escape and take back her father's kingdom which Luther had conquered, will she fight over her heart or let love take its lead?


[NOTE: THIS IS A SLOW BURN ROMANCE BOOK (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) ]

The King's Fifth Mistress

"You fought with a man, your highness?" Orson was astonished. He had however been too busy to be aware of Luther's recent activities so this came as a surprise to him.

"Who dares engage in a fight with you?" He snarled.

A random man fighting with his king didn't go well with him.

His highness should only battle with men of high status and rivalled enemies, not just some common persons.

"I lured him to. He wanted to kill me anyways so he saw the challenge as an opportunity to."

"What an ignorant man!" Orson sneered. "He underestimated your abilities my lord, he deserves to be killed."

"Let it go, Orson." Luther stood from the seat he had sat on, earning a bow from both Elmer and Orson. They lowered their gazes.

Chapter Forty Four: The Crowned Prince