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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

sanimimosa7 · Fantasy
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496 Chs

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As soon as the shop owner got the order from the King, she whooshed around her large shop for a few seconds and returned while carrying a pile of clothes in her arms.

She then laid those clothes on the counter, and before showing the clothes to the King and the Queen, she went to grab comfortable chairs for them.

“Please, take a seat, Your Majesties,” the lady politely asked her esteemed guests.

Caspian helped Anastasia to sit down and then he also took his seat by her side.

The shop owner immediately began to show the collection of dresses that she thought would be somewhat appropriate for the monarchs.

First, she displayed a waistcoat and a pair of trousers that were black in color but shimmered in the light. “You may wear these with a plain white shirt.” She glanced at the shirt that Caspian was wearing at the moment and said, “The shirt that you are wearing right now will also look great with these.”