His Majesty's Bride.
{Warning; Mature Content} **She was ice. He was fire. And none of them were willing to melt, or quench the other.** Princess Raziah Octavius, the strange and curious princess had only two things in mind. One; To be alone. Two; Take revenge on the person responsible for her nightmares that unfaithful night. On the night of her introduction, she comes across a unique devil dressed as a prince, and she immediately agrees to get married to him just to get the frustrating night over with. Whisked away to his kingdom, she finds out just how unique his Majesty is with all the mystery around him. But no matter what happens, and how much this devious devil tries to burn her with his touch and gaze, he can never melt her frozen heart. ...Or so she thought.
Coming...Again.
There are some things you can never hide no matter how hard you try. Some can be hidden plainly in sight, some require internal or external powers to keep that out of sight, but the ones that can't be hidden, need to be covered properly at all times. In this world, some secrets need to be kept hidden even after death, or else the chaos it could bring up to everyone around would be disastrous.
It was almost morning, and the fire someone made had run out a long time ago. The weather was a little cold as a feminine figure pulled her small body Into a sitting position. Locks of rose-red hair ran down her shoulders, stopping right around her waist. A love-shaped face with coal eyes, and pink full heart-shaped lips greeted the morning sun. She was putting on a small old blue dress, covered by a long cloak.