I am just an innocent young looking lady with a short red hair, who has a sexy seducing body frame, alluring violet eyes, sharp pointy nose, a very kissable pinkish lips that every man would die for. Well they say I am one of those Innocent-fragile-pretty-young princess-kind of a lady, that is always saved by a black night or live a happily ever after with a prince who have kissed her. Well, that what they said. True to be told, I really am a princess in this modern generation, I am rich, a genius and a quite one of kind beauty.

But then if I am that kind of person they describe as I am, why am I seating in this very strong looking metal chair? Why am I tied with this thick rusty chains around by body? Why do they need to put a big heavy metal chains in my wrist, hand… and seriously? Even my neck is chained down. uugh. I really do hate rusty smell. With this body of mine, why would they chain me out like this?

Well, people needs to learn not to just judge by what they see, because there are more to see with our ***** eye, there are something much more that we could not see, something more interesting, more thrilling. Life is not all about the happy ever after, life is more like… survival of the feistiest. You fight or you die. You kill or be killed. You betray or be betrayed. You make your own choice or… naaah, we are all grown up we should make our choice anyway.

“hah! Look who we have here, the princess of the mighty tower. Ha-ha-ha” – ugh.as much as I hate the smell of a rusty metal. I do more hate the smell of this slutty snake! Hah. What a tease, does she think, she became a high-and-mighty lady because she captured me? nah, not a chance. I literally roll my eyes heaven wards, so that she would see that I don’t fucking care—oops. Bad words, with her bad face, pffft.. I could not help letting out a smirk with that thought.

She grabbed my very refined chin, feeling insulted “what’s so funny dear? Can’t believe you were captured? Hmm?” did she even brush her teeth? uugh. I might just die with her bad breath, uugh. I can’t believe my father would be so into this slutty snake. Can’t imagine they were kissing yuuuuuck. Should remind my-self not to talk to my father for a while.

You think I’m afraid of this slut because I don’t talk back? That I just keep talking to my-self? naaaaah. I would rather talk to myself all day than have a conversation with this slut, kidding aside. Of course I want to talk back at her! Yell at her ugly face how ugly she is! Hah! But then this slut is playing a dirty tricks, by putting a metal chain to cover my mouth! How’s that? I could barely move my body because of what they have attached to me, like seriously? What’s up? Frustrated of my situation, only my eyes could work for me. Death glare was all I have.

“Well… don’t worry dear, as long as MY marriage to your father tomorrow is done, you will be seating in this...metal throne of yours …all day, ha-ha or…if you couldn’t …please me because you have a very nasty attitude, despite of this… gorgeous face of yours…in which I really hate, you will be leaving—dying here…for the rest of your life…ha-ha-ha and my sweet Elizabeth will be the heir, she will become Empress of Naihasiin Empire ha-ha-ha” – Hah! Who cares about the empire! I don’t even dreamed to be the empress of this state, like duuuuuh. It will just chain me down to a very huge responsibility, it will just take away my freedom to do things I want to do. The last thing I want to do is to talk a sugar coated words with the ministers, pleasing them, or to be set up with some of their young lads and so on and on, in short being an empress of this state is complicated. And I also hate complicated things. And besides my father? He is a very capable man—a very powerful one, well I’ll give him that besides he is the emperor of this empire, Naihasiin Empire, one of the largest empire of this world, so yeah he is the ‘Tough guy’. And being the powerful one, of course he have various connections, came from various nobilities of this state, abide with numerous marriage to produce many offspring that he could invest to widen his connections, uugh and yaah, this lady who have ordered to chained me down here is one of the ‘many’ concubine of my father, who gets lucky to be his official wife by tomorrow if I could not escape this cage—that god-knows where it is, may be deep down in a cave or somewhere far.

“Keep eye on this kid and don’t ever let her escape from here, until ... I said so, add some chains around her body to make sure, she will never …ever escape!” I’m not a KID! I will became Twenty the following month! Hmmp. With a finishing glare, a loud bang from the door is heard as she close the door behind me. The only true thing in all fairy tales is that there is always the evil witch, and in this life time, that is the evil witch …Chowel Elizabeth II that will be soon, Naihasiin-Chowel Elizabeth II …brrrr …it creeps me out thinking we would have the same sure name, no no and no! That will never happen, not when I am alive. You see my father have many offspring from various nobilities, and he is so much more happy because almost all of his children are all men, yes, men. And as you could see in which you do not see of course, I am the sole lady among the turf of the wild wolves.

Wondering who is Elizabeth? That that slutty-snake-evil-witch Elizabeth II have mentioned? Well, she is currently pregnant and she thought that she is bearing a girl in her womb, what makes her think it’s a girl? Well there once an old folk story that if you look beautiful when you are bearing a child in your womb, it means you will be having a baby girl, and because Elizabeth II is foolish as she is, she thinks she is pretty …so she assume her baby will be a girl. Well, she is not pretty at all so no. it will be a boy. Why do I have to talk about her anyway? Should I start minding my own business here?

Being an obedient kid to their mother, the men under Elizabeth II did add some more chains around me, like seriously ha-ha, I could not help laughing in my mind while looking at them tirelessly dragging more chains to chain me, I commend their effort for doing so, but it is very sad to say that their effort will never pay off, this thick chains will never held me captivate, this could never tame me—nothing could tame me. Cracking sound of chains breaking apart is echoing in this room, one by one, piece by piece it fall down where they always belong, Elizabeth II’s minions look at me with their eyes wide open, they could not believe a gorgeous young lady will just breakout in a pile of chains around her body like it was a dust on her dress, Elizabeth II’s loyal dogs can’t bark with what they just witness, a wolf hiding in a lady. Indeed it is very fascinating, one of her kind.

I removed the chain in my mouth disgustingly, “yuuucks. I really hate rusty things and rusty smell it hurts my nose uuhgh.” Curious of what kind of metal that is attached for me the whole day, I pick one of the broken piece of the chain “Seriously? Are you underestimating my capabilities? You think this thick… Disgusting looking metals will keep me tied here? You think by pilling a lot of heavy metal chains around my body will keep me here… Forever? Nah-uh. It won’t—never! Got it?” I throw the piece of metal chain to the door behind me, where Elizabeth II went out, I’ve guessed that’s the exit, and guess what? That piece of metal chain is capable of breaking that damn—ugh bad words again, the door.

I walk pass by Elizabeth II’s loyal dogs that became puppies in my eyes who are scared to be eaten, by a beautiful wolf. Hah! Can’t help but smirk at their poor faces, which is the face of a tamed dogs. *smirk*

I stretched out my arms a little bit, I have been seating in that metal chair since yesterday and I did feel asleep, tired of running around this city. If I haven’t been so dead tired yesterday I won’t be smelling rust in my sleep. Ugh that’s torture. Before I go out to whatever this place is, I give one last look to the people responsible of my rusty sleep.

“Haven’t you heard of the latest news now a days? Hmm? That...”

“You…should...never...mess…with Naihasiin Xeihlaize Remo, A lady raised by the toughest wolves of this world, and the rising Empress of your State. Hmm?”

I am just an innocent young looking lady with a short red hair, who has a sexy seducing body frame, alluring violet eyes, sharp pointy nose, a very kissable pinkish lips that every man would die for. Well they say I am one of those Innocent-fragile-pretty-young princess-kind of a lady, that is always saved by a black night or live a happily ever after with a prince who have kissed her. Well, that what they said.

True to be told, I really am a princess in this modern generation, I am rich, a genius and a quite one of kind beauty.

And Guess what? I am capable of slapping, kicking or killing someone I feel like to. I ain’t your Innocent-fragile-pretty-young princess-kind of a lady, baby I’m a Don’t-mess-up-with-me-or-your-dead kind of a lady. In this modern generation, where Naihasiin Empire rule the entire west land, with almost of its population are men, were ranked one of the toughest, bravest and powerful empire this world have ever seen.

Welcome to ETHFEX WORLD OF WONDERS where war of empires always happen, a modern generation of your-not-so modern world, were magic could probably exist, where survival is the only key to rise to the top, to rule and to dominate the world. Enjoy your trip to Erthfex world a story of wonder.

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“You’re existence in this world is not planned, I never wanted to have a daughter and indeed it was granted for how many years, but then you came… unexpectedly, unpredictable. It was a shame that your mother have died giving birth to you, she was one of my favourite wives, that adds to my rage, I want to kill you at the moment I have confirmed that you are a girl… but instead of killing a beautiful infant, I ended up killing all the people who attend to your birth, I kill them all… because the moment I laid my eyes on that pitiful infant, instead of crying for a sense of danger, the little you… the infant you .. Xeihlaize my angel… you smiled at me, you keep giggling while reaching your little arms to me… it’s like you are demanding me to hold you. All infant or even children cries when they sense my presence, that’s how powerful I am, that even a young Innocent souls are scared of me. Even all your brothers before you, they muster a year of courage… before they could utter a word to my presence. That is why I have fallen to deep thinking, when I’m looking at that infant… why is she giggling? Is she not afraid of me… with that thought…I felt… something… deep down in my heart… it felt strange… I have meet a lot of women, at all types in this life time… but I never felt this strange. I remember stretching out my index finger to you, while doing so… I felt a little… scared, hmm… I am a man without fear, once a fearless warrior who build this huge empire to its prime and fear was never a word to me, but why did I felt that on that infant…foolish it is but I feel scared of what she will do to my index finger as I reach it out to her… will she bite it? Will she spite on it? But then your soft little hands hold my index finger… like it was something precious to you… something you wouldn’t like to share with anyone else… you hold it… like you are protecting it… and don’t you know what’s more funny my angel?... I really did feel protected when your little hand hold me that way… how did a fragile female infant make me feel that way… at that moment I held you in my arms, you are one of your other siblings that I hold in my arms after birth… the difference is.. I hold you more carefully, more protectively … because you are a girl, I still remember the ministers face when they saw me holding you, like a … fragile treasure… hmm… they could not believe their eyes… so don’t cry.. don’t let anyone in this world make you cry or see you cry… because you are my angel… no one dares to mess up with my angel or they mess up with their life… don’t let them see you cry… instead… let them cry.. ha-ha-“ A 4yrs.old little kid would never understand whatever her father have just said, because she is still innocent, all I understand that time is to Never let other see me cry, instead.. I will make them cry. I stood up from the ground where my brothers have tipped me off a while ago, they are certainly bullying me, because I am weak, I am a girl and because I could not understand what are they training for. I stand up, removing the dirt in my dress and grabbed my father’s sword while running towards the brothers who bullied me. No one dares to mess up with me or they die.

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