A Journey That Changed The World.

[Zenian royal palace - Alexandria]

Nefertiti had just returned from the academy and was eagerly awaiting her dinner. However, she couldn't shake off her anger towards her father for arranging a marriage with a random boy.

She wanted to find some answers, so she approached a few traders in the market. She discovered the boy had been declared a hero, but his actions didn't align. People said he was greedy for coins and princesses, and they also mentioned that he was very handsome but devious, always surrounded by women.

Nefertiti stopped dwelling on these thoughts and returned to waiting for her food. Eventually, her family members started trickling in, and the maids brought the dinner. After finishing her meal, she was about to return to her room when a knock sounded on the door.

Her father called out to enter, and the guard commander stepped inside. The commander walked up to Amkhu and kneeled before speaking. ''Your Majesty, a boy, and three girls have shown up at the gate, holding a medallion representing a prince consort.''

Amkhu's eyes widened, and a smile spread across his face before he spoke. ''He's arrived. Guide him to the palace, and we shall welcome him.'' He motioned for Nefertiti to follow him, which she reluctantly did.

They walked out into the courtyard, followed by her mother, Hatshepsut, and sisters, Nefertari and Isis. She stood in the palace's courtyard, her gaze wandering as boredom engulfed her.

The day seemed to stretch endlessly, and she longed for something to break the monotony of her royal existence. Little did she know that her life would take an unexpected turn. As she let out a sigh, her eyes caught sight of a group of people emerging from the direction of the entrance.

When her pink eyes saw Archer her breath hitched in her chest as her gaze locked onto him, unable to look away. Archer's short white hair stood out against the vibrant greenery, and his beautiful violet eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.

His slim but strong-looking build hinted at a hidden strength that intrigued her. Nefertiti's boredom transformed into fascination in that instant, and her heart fluttered with an unfamiliar sensation.

Her mind raced as she took in his features. The way he carried himself, the confident yet playful aura that surrounded him—it captivated her. She couldn't help but find him incredibly attractive, his presence casting a spell on her. It was like a switch flipped inside her.

As time went by, Nefertiti's indifference toward love started to fade. The girl who once avoided love was discovering a new reality. A surge of emotions flooded her being, and an intense longing blossomed within her.

At that precise moment, in that courtyard, Nefertiti knew she had fallen irrevocably in love with the white-haired boy. The world around her faded insignificance as her focus narrowed solely on him.

Her dormant yandere tendencies stirred, unveiling a possessive desire to claim him. A sinister smile tugged at the corners of her lips as a newfound determination coursed through her veins.

She would stop at nothing to make Archer hers, to eliminate any obstacle that dared to stand in her way. Love had transformed into something a new obsession that would consume her entirely.

[Back to Archer]

The group arrived at a spellbook shop called The Pharaoh's Grimoire. Upon entering, they noticed numerous books neatly arranged on shelves. Archer turned to the girls and smiled, saying, "Feel free to pick out anything that catches your eye and place it on the counter, just like last time."

The four of them went around, picking up any spells that caught their interest and creating a mountain of books on the counter, leaving the older lady shocked. After an hour of shopping, they had collected hundreds of books.

Archer turned to the woman and asked with a smile, "How much for all of them?"

The old woman and guard were counting as the books piled up, and she finally spoke. "seven hundred gold coins, young man."

Archer nodded and took out a pouch filled with coins, giving it to her while he stored all the books in his Item Box. After he paid, they left the shop and continued their journey, with lanterns hanging all over the street, lighting up their path.

As the guard guided them toward the palace, they passed through celebrating crowds and people on their way to work. Traders were still bartering while shops tried to get people to visit their shops; Archer's belly rumbled.

He took out Kofta Skewers, gave one to each girl, and offered one to the guard, who politely said no. The four ate as they walked along and admired the city. After a while of walking, they arrived outside the palace and stopped in shock.

The tall gates were decorated with carvings of ancient stories and had a golden color that caught the moonlight. Stepping through the gate, Archer and the girls found themselves in a courtyard with giant statues of Pharaohs, looking sternly at everyone who entered.

The path ahead is lined with neatly trimmed palm trees, their palm leaves gently swaying in the breeze. Colorful flowers and exotic plants beautify the surroundings. The air is scented with sandalwood and incense, creating a serene atmosphere.

The palace stands proudly before them, a marvel of architecture. Its walls are made of sun-kissed sandstone, carved with scenes of battles and daily life in Zenia. Elaborate columns with hieroglyphic inscriptions support the grand structure, showcasing the skill of the craftsmen.

As the group arrived at the entrance, Archer's gaze fell upon Amkhu and the four women waiting for them. However, the youngest girl caught his attention, bearing a striking resemblance to her mother.

She wore an exquisite emerald-colored Kalasiris that accentuated her beauty. Her light brown skin glowed, and her flowing bubblegum pink hair cascaded down, adding a touch of enchantment.

Her figure was slender yet curvaceous, enhancing her allure. Archer found himself entranced by her stunning appearance. Her pink eyes sparkled with warmth, and a radiant smile graced her lips, leaving him speechless and captivated.

To everyone's surprise, she approached him willingly. Seeing the situation, Ella and the other girls stepped back, giving them space. Teuila had to coax Sera to move along, reminding her that Archer had introduced her as his fiancée, which helped calm the red-haired girl.

Nefertiti approached him, her smile brightening her face. "Hi, I'm Nefertiti. You must be the Archer my father keeps talking about, right?"

Archer looked at the pink-haired girl in front of him. She seemed to be a bit shorter than him in her late teens. He nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "It's nice to meet you, Nefertiti. I'm Archer and I must say You are really beautiful."

Nefertiti couldn't help but be charmed by his smile, and an affectionate grin lit up her face in response. He couldn't help but be captivated by her endearing smile, which he found utterly adorable. In that instant, he strongly desired to discover more about her.

As Nefertiti sensed his interest, she gathered the courage to ask the burning question on her mind since she first saw him. "Who are the girls behind you?" she inquired, her tone neutral but with a hint of possessiveness that Archer couldn't help but notice.

Smiling warmly, he turned his attention to the girl and introduced the other girls. "Allow me to introduce Ella, Teuila Aquaria, and finally, Sera," he said, gesturing towards the red-haired girl who was beaming excitedly. "They are all my fiancées."

Nefertiti observed the girls, her mind filled with wild thoughts. However, she reached a conclusion. 'If I do anything to them, he won't love me. I need to establish a good relationship with them and carve out a place in his heart for myself.'

She smiled at the three girls and addressed them with that in mind. "Hello, girls. I'm the third princess, Nefertiti Sharifi of the Zenia Empire. I hope we can get along and support our fiancé."

Ella nodded, returning the smile. Sera beamed excitedly, and Teuila observed the pink-haired girl attentively, sensing her inner struggle to hold back. Emperor Amkhu stepped forward and extended his hand toward Archer.

Archer shook it, and Amkhu greeted him warmly. "It's good to see you again. Let's head inside and catch up."

Archer nodded and followed Amkhu into the palace while the girls conversed. Once inside, they were led to a spacious hallway adorned with numerous comfortable sofas. The older man motioned for them to sit down.

He settled into a round chair, and the girls took the seats around him. Nefertiti pulled over a chair and sat beside Archer and the girls.

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