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CONTRACT WITH THE DEMON PRINCE

VENGEANCE. A clash of old blood set in stone, a tale of Revenge, Betrayal, and Power. Damning a kingdom and stripping it from its rightful owners... Traitors too close to home, puppeteering devastation from behind the curtains. Seth having being conceived by a strong witch who had successfully seduced the King of the Red Kingdom, became someone who was referred to as the Demon Prince, by his stepmother, the queen. She had a dream about Seth that did not leave her mind and drove her close to insanity, making her do things that shouldn't be done. Power drunk people walked the floors of Princess Ruby's palace, having stolen her inheritance from under her nose. The lovely, red-haired princess had to hide in another kingdom for many years as she was hunted from all over... with her enemies growing by the day. Until she met the Demon Prince... Will a contract that was never meant to be spring forth the desires of the heart from a prince that didn't know he was capable of love? Will Princess Ruby respond to Seth's advances even though her heart belonged to another from long ago? Or will it only fuel the prince's hunger for power and blood? Will the Demon Prince learn to love? How would they fish out traitors from behind the scenes and make them pay for the hurt and destruction they had caused? Let's chat on Discord-> Oma#4149

Oma_Uche · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
420 Chs

Returned

In The Ziviel Kingdom...

Sir Taff heard a series of little knocks on his door. Honestly, Taff hadn't been calm since Vion had traveled with hat letter. He was expecting anything... even to be arrested by King Thress.

So, as he walked gently towards his door, Taff listened as the knocks continued on his door.

Sir Taff hesitated to open it up until it occurred to him that if it were people that had come to take him away, they wouldn't be so gentle and quiet about the knocking.

Taff shook his head at his own behavior and asked; "Who is there?"

"Boss. It is me, Vion"

Sir Taff rushed to open the door on hearing his assistant's voice.

[Hope someone isn't with him], Taff thought. [Stop thinking like that], another thought accompanied the former.

Vion stumbled into the room. 

"Good morning, Sir Taff", Vion said.

It was very early in the morning and there was no light yet.