Aria Knox is a princess of the Sinsk empire. Born amongst wealth and luxury. Aria is known for her beauty and strength. She possesses an unshakeable determination to become an Empress. Ethan Scott, her childhood friend and the Crown Prince embodies courage handsomeness and kindness. Archer Russell Aria's enemy and a fellow crown prince. His strong and powerful presence is further accentuated by his handsome features. However beneath that facade lies a ruthless heart that does not hesitate to crush those who stand in his way.
Aria gripped her sword tightly as adrenaline coursed through her veins. The battlefield was a chaotic whirlwind of clashing steel and shouting men. A soldier whose legs were cut off was crawling on the ground. Aria sliced the head of an enemy soldier.
She was continuously slicing the head of the enemies. The Duke of an enemy Kingdom approached her with a sword in his hand. They circle each other for a moment, before charging in. Their blade met in a clash of steel metal against metal, each blow testing their skill and endurance.
The Duke, as their swords clashed let out a mocking laugh, "You think you can defeat me, princess? "You're just a pitiful girl."
She gritted her teeth furiously at his arrogant words. "Is that so? Let's see who's truly pitiful here." With one final, powerful move, Aria swung her sword up and slashed through the air.
With one final, powerful move, Aria swung her sword up and slashed through the air. The Duke's eyes widened in surprise as the blade sliced through his neck, beheading him instantly.
"Aria, behind you." Startled, Aria spun around at the sound of Aurora's voice, only to find a man charging towards her, sword raised to strike.
Reacting swiftly, Aria raised her sword and slashed out with a precision, cutting off the man's head in a single, swift movement.
Aurora is Aria's half sister.
"Thanks Aurora." Aria said.
Aurora nodded and beheaded an enemy. An hour passed. After the last man fell, Aria stood panting and sweaty, surveying the battlefield. The victory was theirs. Aurora rushed towards her and hugged her tightly. "We won the battle." Aurora said.
Time skip.
As Aria rode her horse through the castle gates, the weight of her armor and the exhaustion of battle bore down on her. She had fought valiantly, but the toll of war was evident on her face and in her eyes. The familiar sight of the castle's grandeur and the sound of its bustling activity brought a sense of relief, but also a hint of anxiety. She knew that her duties as a princess, even as she longed for a moment's peace.
As she dismounted her horse, a figure emerged from the shadows of the castle entrance. Ethan Scott, the Crown Prince of Solara strode towards her with purpose, his eyes fixed intently on Aria. His face, chiseled and strong, wore a look of deep concern.
Without a word, Ethan swept Aria into his arms, enveloping her in a tight embrace. He held her close, his warmth and strength enveloping her, as if trying to shield her from the world. Aria felt a lump form in her throat as she wrapped her arms around him, holding him just as tightly. For a moment, they stood there, lost in the comfort of each other's embrace.
"I was so worried about you," Ethan whispered, his voice muffled against her shoulder.
Aria pulled back, looking up at him with a small smile. "I'm fine, Ethan. I am just tired."
Ethan's eyes searched hers, as if seeking reassurance. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch gentle. "I am glad that you are safe."