The male protagonist is blackening: Raiders, please be careful

Chapter 107 The Empire and the Rose ([-])

When she heard that she was married to an Assyrian, Mirida almost fainted──
To that terrible Assyrian Empire? !To marry that Assyrian who likes to flay people? !

The threat of death failed, and Mirida was forced to go on the road──
But as soon as she entered the splendid Nineveh Palace with golden walls, and saw the Assyrian prince in front of her——Shar, all the reluctance and reluctance at that time disappeared in an instant!
Is it for me to marry this man?
Mirida's face turned even redder, a little stupefied.

Shar, who was seated opposite, also noticed her blatantly admiring eyes, smiled and nodded to this foreign princess.

What a nice man... This trip to Assyria really did nothing wrong!

Mirida brushed back the blond hair in the shawl, and returned a charming smile to Shal.

I heard...he is the most beloved son of the King of Assyria...

"Princess……"

The attendant behind her whispered behind Mirida, she came back to her senses and reprimanded slightly annoyed: "What are you doing!"

The attendant tremblingly pointed towards the direction approaching the throne──
Sargon was sitting there.

"Princess...your future husband is the one—Sargon, the crown prince of Assyria..."

Her face turned pale all of a sudden, and Mirida looked at the hideous Sargon in disbelief──
He wasn't ugly, but the typical Assyrian appearance coupled with a pair of sharp and cruel black eyes like an eagle──the bloodthirsty nature was carved on his face!
What a horrible man!

On the other hand, the handsome, gentle and elegant Shar──it is impossible to imagine that these two people have the same blood!
God!Could it be that my future husband is this sullen man?

Mirida fainted again when she thought of this──
When the king of Assyria asked his concubine to serve wine to the guests, Mirida covered her face with a tulle turban, not wanting Sargon to see her.

But she still looked at the opposite side impatiently──
gone!
Prince Shar...has he left?

Mirida is like a young girl who is pregnant with spring, her eyes are searching for the people coming and going in and out of the magnificent palace, hoping to see her sweetheart again.

I couldn't help but find an excuse and slipped out of the hall with my personal maid──
"Princess Mirida, Your Highness asked me to pick you up..." Xiutis waited at the entrance of the palace, stopping Mirida and her maid.

"Your Highness? Is it Prince Char?" Mirida asked a little out of composure, and Xiutis nodded.

All of a sudden, she was elated—"Where is the prince?" Mirida blushed excitedly, and forgot all the reservedness that an unmarried woman should have.

"Please ask your attendant to go back... because His Highness has something important to discuss with you alone..."

Xiutis' eyes flickered, and he glanced at the blonde beauty in front of him.

"Princess, don't go. It's dangerous..." The careful maid noticed Xiutis' strangeness, and tightly grasped Mirida's sleeve, whispering in her ear.

"Whispering! I'm the princess of Syria—is he willing to make our country my enemy?"

Merida proudly shook off the maid's hand──
Besides... I am the most beautiful woman in Syria──Will the prince be willing to bear it?
Mirida smiled triumphantly, ignored the anxious maid, and followed Shutis to the appointment──
But it was a date destined to never return...

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"Why so long? Where is the prince?" Mirida followed Shutis, her legs were a little tired, she didn't see Shar, but found herself getting farther and farther away from the brightly lit main hall── ─
"Your Highness," Xiutis stopped and said, "Do you know that if you are an Assyrian woman, you should know that it is immoral to have a private meeting with a man late at night."

"What do you mean?" Mirida's heartbeat began to speed up, and she couldn't see other illuminated objects except the crescent moon.

"It's nothing, Your Highness asked me to tell you that a woman like you is not worthy of him at all..."

"Bastard! Do you know what nonsense you're talking about?! I'm going to call my valet to—"

"It's too late, Princess Merida, she should go see Ashur (the main Assyrian god) now..."

"What did you say—uh...save...life..."

Mirida just wanted to reprimand Xiutis, but the next moment she fell into the pain of suffocation──She was strangled by Xiutis!

　The heroine's style of painting is a bit broken... wait for me to turn it back.

　　I'm considering whether to write this princess as a green tea whore, and frame the heroine in the future...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)