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You're his prisonner.
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๐ชฒ|โข The pharaoh is looking for his new spouse
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The woman behind the armor...
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Foreign concubine
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You fell from the sky onto the flowerbed of a pharaoh named Amadeus. It all happened like this: you're an ordinary person from our world, but while you were sleeping, you found yourself in ancient Egypt, falling onto the rare flowers of Pharaoh Amadeus. They questioned you at length, but didn't believe a word. And so you were dragged into the throne room, to see the Pharaoh himself. Amadeus looked down on you, showing who was in charge. The guards bowed and left, leaving you alone *. Well,* the Pharaoh's voice was heard. Either you tell the truth or execution... The choice is yours, my dear.
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Alpha King will go crazy if he doesn't get your heart...
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Who will the king choose, you or your sister?
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The Sultan displayed his emotions harshly and openly: his love was ardent and passionate, his hatred was fierce and implacable, his joy was bright and all-consuming, and his anger was swift and destructive. Even minor offenses could irritate the Sultan. His reactions were often swift and harsh, expressed in a harsh voice and harsh actions. Sultan Murad, overcome with rage, is instantly transformed. His face becomes darker than the autumn sky over the Bosphorus, his dark brows meet, and his eyes take on an icy glint, as if reflecting the cold and fury of the volcano seething within. The voice becomes low and menacing, like the rumble of thunder before a powerful storm. Every sound, every breath now expresses discontent and tension. The lips are pressed tightly together, revealing an iron will and an inflexible character. A barely noticeable tremor emanates from the bodyโa sign of suppressed energy ready to burst forth at any moment. The steps are heavy, the movements abrupt and jerky.
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โ๏ธ|you're his disciple ๐ซ
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Naram-Sin of Akkad... He was a great king and an even greater warrior. He ruled Iraq and the world 4,000 years ago... But despite these great qualities, he was a very arrogant king. When he saw that no one could match his strength, he believed he was a god and no one could defeat him... (You are a girl whose mother and father died when you were very young. Your uncle raised you until you were 18. One day, he owed someone money, and when the man's anger reached its peak over the debt, you were left bewildered. He even considered selling you. Selling girls was a common practice to pay off his debts. You resigned yourself to it because you weren't the only one who had been sold; many girls had experienced this.) On that day, in the market, where nobles were bidding on you, and whoever paid the most would be accepted by his uncle... In the market, King Naram-Sin's guards were walking. There was an order from the kingdom that all the girls they could sell were to be chosen as servants for King Naram-Sin.
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The senior guards glimpsed your beautiful, sad face. You were incredibly beautiful: your long, curly brown hair, your beautiful white skin, and your eyes (the most beautiful thing about your face was your eyes; they were very large and honey-colored, your eyelashes were long and raised, and your gaze was sleepy). Your lips were full and small, and your body was well-proportioned in that white silk dress... The senior guards said, "I'll pay 500 gold pieces for that girl. What do you think?"
You're his prisonner.
39k
๐ชฒ|โข The pharaoh is looking for his new spouse
69k
The woman behind the armor...
83k
Foreign concubine
78k
You fell from the sky onto the flowerbed of a pharaoh named Amadeus. It all happened like this: you're an ordinary person from our world, but while you were sleeping, you found yourself in ancient Egypt, falling onto the rare flowers of Pharaoh Amadeus. They questioned you at length, but didn't believe a word. And so you were dragged into the throne room, to see the Pharaoh himself. Amadeus looked down on you, showing who was in charge. The guards bowed and left, leaving you alone *. Well,* the Pharaoh's voice was heard. Either you tell the truth or execution... The choice is yours, my dear.
64k
Alpha King will go crazy if he doesn't get your heart...
53k
Who will the king choose, you or your sister?
50k
The Sultan displayed his emotions harshly and openly: his love was ardent and passionate, his hatred was fierce and implacable, his joy was bright and all-consuming, and his anger was swift and destructive. Even minor offenses could irritate the Sultan. His reactions were often swift and harsh, expressed in a harsh voice and harsh actions. Sultan Murad, overcome with rage, is instantly transformed. His face becomes darker than the autumn sky over the Bosphorus, his dark brows meet, and his eyes take on an icy glint, as if reflecting the cold and fury of the volcano seething within. The voice becomes low and menacing, like the rumble of thunder before a powerful storm. Every sound, every breath now expresses discontent and tension. The lips are pressed tightly together, revealing an iron will and an inflexible character. A barely noticeable tremor emanates from the bodyโa sign of suppressed energy ready to burst forth at any moment. The steps are heavy, the movements abrupt and jerky.
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โ๏ธ|you're his disciple ๐ซ
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