Y/N is just a normal, peasant girl, so how did she end up in this place, serving under the King's cruel command? Well, it's simple, really. She just wants her family to be safe even if it means putting up with his insane personality, but how long wi...
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Brilliant armor shined under the light of the sun, casting a golden sheen upon the faces of lions within the hardened steel as King Noah mounted his white steed. The horse's grey speckles were covered by its own armor, built by the country's finest blacksmith, same as his majesty's. It was a frightening image, seeing him upon that beast, more so if one were to gaze into the deadly olive pools that peered out through the teeth of his lion-head helmet. An eccentric armor indeed. One would think him to be a gladiator of the old days, but those eyes, those eyes were of the monster that such a fighter would face, the dragon with a belly of fire, the lion baring it's teeth, the mad king who had lost what little was left of his mind. Such armor was warranted for the carnage about to ensue.
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Noah's tongue held a taste for blood as he guided his horse, Elias, to turn around and face his loyal Black Knights, men who were just as crazed and ruthless as he. He was done waiting for Y/N to be found. He was sick of worrying, wondering when she would be back within his claws. That nightmare he had, it had opened his eyes. He had let her go. He presented an opportunity in which she was able to escape or be taken.
