เข้าสู่ระบบPrincess Emilia Hart has everything a girl could ever want. Wealth, beauty, power, and a kingdom that bends to her every whim. Unfortunately, being raised by a ruthless king has taught her that everyone beneath her is nothing more than a servant. Then, on the day she is supposed to marry Prince Matt, everything changes. Her groom is kidnapped. A rebel leader named Kylo takes his place beneath the wedding veil, completes the vows, and steals Emilia away before she even realizes she has married the man her family calls a rebel. Kylo hates Emilia because her father destroyed his village and took the life of the woman he loved most. To him, she is nothing but a spoiled princess who has never known hunger, fear, or loss. But living among the rebels forces Emilia to see the world her family kept hidden from her. And as the arrogant princess slowly learns kindness, courage, and the truth about her kingdom, Kylo begins to realize that the woman he kidnapped is nothing like the monster he imagined. Falling for the king's daughter was never part of his plan. Neither was going back to war for the woman he now calls his wife.
ดูเพิ่มเติมEmilia's POV No one came back after that. At first, I did not care. I was still angry, still determined to make Kylo regret kidnapping me. But as the light through the cracks in the wall turned orange, my stomach started growling, and I found myself regretting the food I had refused earlier. I sat on the only crate that did not wobble, keeping my back straight as I stared at the door. Straw was still caught in the folds of my skirt, so I picked out every piece I could reach and flicked it onto the floor, one after another. The lock clicked sometime later, pulling me out of my thoughts. I kept my eyes on the door as it opened, and Dane appeared with both arms full. “Hey,” he said carefully. “It’s just me. Please do not stab me with anything.” I narrowed my eyes at him, letting my glare say exactly what I thought of that. “Okay. Cool. I’ll take that as a no weapons situation.” He set a folded bundle on the crate beside me and placed a covered tray on the floor, then stepped back l
Emilia's POV Something scratched my cheek. I reached up without opening my eyes, expecting to find the soft edge of my silk pillow, but my fingers closed around something dry and rough instead. I jerked my hand back and opened my eyes, only to find myself staring at a ceiling made of crooked wooden beams. For a moment, I simply stared, too confused to make sense of what I was seeing. Then the smell reached me, thick with dust, old wood, damp straw, and something sour that I really did not want to identify. I pushed myself upright, and my head immediately started pounding. I looked down at what I had been sleeping on. It was not a mattress. It was a pile of straw. Actual straw was poking through my wedding gown and sticking to my hair. My mouth fell open. “No.” I brushed at my dress, only making more straw cling to the expensive fabric. I looked around the small, filthy room and finally understood. Someone had kidnapped me. The thought had barely settled in my mind when I hea
Emilia's POV “Tighter,” I said, watching Odette work on my braid through the mirror. She paused with a pin between her fingers. “Your Highness, if I pull it any tighter, it might hurt.” “Then be careful enough that it does not.” Her fingers moved again, but they were shaking badly enough that the pin slipped from her hand and disappeared beneath the dressing table. I stared at her reflection. “Seriously?” “I am sorry, Your Highness.” Odette immediately crouched down to search for it. “That is the third one.” I turned slightly, making the unfinished braid tug against my scalp. “Can you do anything without dropping it?” “I am sorry, Your Highness.” “Just find it.” “Yes, Your Highness.” Odette had been my maid since we both turned seventeen. Four years later, she still flinched at the slightest rise in my voice. I looked back at the mirror and straightened my posture, lifting my chin the way Mother had taught me when I was six. Years of being raised as a princess had taught me






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