The Queen Candidate Becomes a Offer Slave

The Queen Candidate Becomes a Offer Slave
Sealed Strength


Valmira could not control her body, the woman felt the heat gathering in her chest.


Violet looked increasingly satisfied when Alvaro quickly put his hand a few feet from Val's chest. The man continued to chant until a bluish drop of water came out of Val's chest.


" The water of his soul came out" Violet muttered with sparkling eyes.


" put the seal box in immediately" Violet told Al. The man carefully moved her in the middle of the golden container, and a blue flame appeared, the blood and water of the soul seemed to be the fuel for the fire to burn.


" successful, successful" said Violet. The woman immediately approached Al and kissed him.Val although half conscious he could see it clearly.


" you will take my revenge, '' said Val Lirih. Then his vision was dark.


jdaarrrrrrrr thunderous thunderous voice. The rain fell heavily on the ground.


Elsewhere, precisely in the Garamantian kingdom. Gyan stared at the window in his castle tower. The man stared at the moon that was shining a little reddish.


" your Majesty, we have a letter of reply from the kingdom of Prysona" said his bodyguard.


" was Raveena's mother escorting her?" ask Gyan.


"such a possibility" replied Aden, his loyal bodyguard.


" well" Gyan replied flatly.


Aden then resigned. Gyan was still at home staring at the moon, he as the original blood descendant of Reuben could feel the magic belonging to the Fire heirloom was being expended his energy . I don't know who used it, but Gyan believes there has been chaos on this Azerbaza earth.


" Gyan, come here" said the queen mother in her room. Gyan followed suit, he had just returned from the royal castle tower. Raveena is not her birth. She was the great concubine of her father during his lifetime. Gyan did not pay much attention to what the woman was doing. As long as he doesn't interfere too much with his affairs he won't act.


" The letter from the kingdom of Prysona has come, they sent a marriage covenant letter" Raveena's voice seemed very pleased.


" what did you start?" asked Gyan coldly.


" i'm not, " replied Raveena stuttering.


Gyan accepted and opened it slowly, the man read it without any expression.


" how? you agree, right?" ask Raveena.


" there is no marriage like they want. Garamantian could still manage his own affairs" Gyan placed the letter on the table.


" but Gyan, you remember not Shana. The woman who came here as a child. Moreover, he already knows the trauma you suffered. He won't force you. She promised to be your queen and lighten your burden" Raveena said.


" So you've been telling him all this time?" asked Gyan to investigate.


" no, that's not what I meant. I said maybe he'll understand how you are. She is a classy woman and has been used to dealing with harem and royal problems" explained Raveena who had been exhausted before.


" no, Raveena" said Gyan and walked out of the front room.


" Gyan, don't keep going like this. Even if you have dozens of concubines you need to find a queen" Raveena follows Gyan into her study.


" stop the queen mother" Aden immediately confronted. In accordance with the rules no one is allowed to enter this room.


" iist. you are. I still want to talk to Gyan" Raveena was upset.


" sorry Queen mother, this is the order of the king" Aden replied while subduing his darkness.


" ah you're the same as him" Raveena left feeling haughty.


In his study, Gyan is hooked by Raveena's words about her trauma. Trauma that makes him unable to freely touch women like a normal man. He always felt disgusted with the woman who excitedly threw the body at him. The events that he often saw when his father served as king, this was very imprinted in his soul. Damaging his instincts and making his physique tormented. Even so to hate his own father Gyan was still unable to.


" your highness, your medicine" Aden entered while carrying a potion.


Gyan looked at him flatly, it has been 5 years that he has taken this drug. A useful herb to suppress the lust of his men.