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.
Subconscious Mind
"Raziah, My daughter,"
The solace she needed right now. Seeing her mother was like having everything desirable in this world, and she ran over with tears falling from her eyes and hugged her mother. Her mother's outstretched hands and how she hugged her back tightly was priceless.
In her cold subconscious mind, her mother was here with her. The outside world can wait. Raziah does not usually feel this happy.
They both sat on the snow, "Mother...," Raziah murmured with more unshed tears.
"Before you say anything, don't forget I killed you first. And, don't forget there was no other choice but to end me. "
Raziah kept sobbing, and her mother took her head and placed it on her shoulders.