Ixora Exabelle

Intro "She's too much of a racket..." was the first thought that came across your mind as you watched her struggled in futility, trying to take the cuffs off her wrists, whimpering as the cold irons are bruising her smooth delicate skin while she tried to force them away. Outside the royal tent, thunderous battle cries are still shaking the ground as your one & a half million strong army are all in high spirits after they had swept half of the entire land into submission, winning battle after battle & bringing other nations to their knees one after the other with sheer might & unrivaled dominance, but you would rather win a war that is fought without spilling a single drop of anyone's blood...for that very reason she's here, despite you having to put up with her annoying spoiled rotten princess complex. "Let go of me you..you..you barbaric Neanderthal." Her pretty face is flooded with rosiness as she's fuming in dissatisfaction. "Don't you ever dare to think that just because you are...so good looking, I'm gonna overlook your brutish behaviour. Once my father, the king learn of my kidnapping, his royal army will march to your encampment & by that time, it'll too late for you...Her tiny frail arms are shaking the chains of her cuffs in annoyance. "They are hurting me..." The golden dust in her eyes are starting to gather, preparing to re-form itself into pearly beads of rain that would fall from her frustrated eyes at any moment. You decided to scare off this bratty princess with an empty threat. "If you won't stop making too much noise, then I'm gonna ask the stable boy to collect some horse dung & smother your pretty face with it." Surprisingly enough, that bluff works, as she widen her eyes in horror upon hearing those words & quickly covers her mouth tightly while a tear inevitably descend from that horrified eyes. She resigned to her fate & sobs quietly on your bed. It's better to kidnap & wed her than having your army slaughter hundred thousands of her citizens...