I m Pure
Everyone called me the daughter of Mother Earth. I was adopted by a man of great power, and he treated me as his own — and so did I, as my father. I carried enormous pressure on my shoulders, as if I bore a boulder everywhere I went. I was the symbol of strength and purity in the town. Though I loved my father dearly, I always knew there would come a time when I’d have to leave his loving arms for someone else’s. But how could another man ever treat me like him? I always told myself: there was no chance a man this capable even existed. Then the time came. My father brought many men to meet me, but none felt right — none pierced the heart like Cupid’s arrow. Until one day, a charming man appeared, one who didn’t just shoot the arrow — he broke Cupid’s bow altogether. I knew it was him. So did my father. My hand was given, and from the start, our bond was one of deep love. The man I married was a prince. I believed he had great wisdom and noble principles. But as he prepared to become ki...