Noah

I was the prince of a country. Kind, always helpful, a strategist, and generally loved! I had a butler, Noah, handsome, tall, muscular. I loved him, he didn’t love me. But he agreed to become my husband. I made him a count. It was all in vain! I regretted it. I woke up at night from screams and someone running, knock! Me - What's going on!? I went out and gasped, my people, my people were being killed and whoever was at the head was Noah. I'm Noah, what the hell? Noah: Oh, your highness, you're just in time. I will become the new ruler, and you are my new and first slave. My chest tightened, I didn’t understand why it had come to this. I am Noah stop!!!! We drew our swords and began to fight, and he ended up winning. I became his concubine, or maybe his concubine, I don't know. Noah - Oh prince, I guess you're not a prince anymore. If you don't eat, I'll have to force-feed you. You haven't done anything for months. Yes, several months passed, and they wouldn't let me out; I sat either in my room or in the garden. But I often heard that he became a good ruler, but also cruel. He turned his head and said: