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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
Not enough ratings
496 Chs

Transformation

Hamilton went inside the first tailor shop that he came across down the street.

He entered the shop while Ruby stood outside.

After a while, Hamilton walked outside while carrying a bag.

Ruby thought that he would toss that bag to her and the two of them would go back to where the carriage was.

However, Hamilton kept on walking down the street and Ruby quietly followed after him while maintaining some distance.

Before entering the next shop, Hamilton turned around and asked Ruby, “Let me see your feet.”

Ruby looked at the store first. It sold shoes. So she lifted her torn gown just enough for Hamilton to see the size of her feet.

Hamilton went inside the shop alone and then came out while holding another bag.

Again, he walked down the street instead of heading towards the carriage.

Ruby thought that he was now going to buy medicines for her wounded feet. So she tried to stop him, “Milord, my feet aren’t wounded that badly. I don’t need any ointment.”