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.
The Sickness.
Three Months had passed, and a lot of things had happened since then. Raziah stared at the ceiling, wondering how why her life was still on a rollercoaster ride. About two weeks after returning to Naria, there had been many marriage proposals from many kingdoms, especially the powerful ones. They were all seeking her hand in marriage, and because of this, she was staying inside her room most of the time.
She couldn't understand why a divorced woman like her would be wanted like that. If Aragon had divorced her, shouldn't it be clear to them that it involved something even he couldn't handle? Why would they want to also take that risk? Hell, Does she seem like a likable woman in the first place?