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I Enchanted The Prince

“Please, dance for me one last time…” he implored, his gentle touch caressing her hair as she moved with a beauty that evoked the delicate fluttering of a butterfly amidst a meadow of blossoming flowers. Naria's dancing was a wonder to behold, each step releasing a cloud of butterflies that danced along with her. The dragon prince was captivated by her beauty, talent, and spirit. He loved her with a passion that consumed him, so much so that he forced her to marry him. Naria hoped that her new life as a princess would be a happy escape from her painful past, but it was not to be. Her rival, Miraila who had lost the prince's heart to Naria, was determined to make her life a misery. Every day, Naria endured ridicule and humiliation, feeling alone and trapped. The prince's obsession only made things worse. Naria loved him deeply, but she struggled to reconcile her feelings for him with her desire for freedom. And then, as if her suffering was not enough, new love interest appeared, each one vying for her attention and claiming her as their own. Naria's heart was torn, caught between her love for the dragon prince and her need to be her own person. As the prince disappeared into the distance, Naria knew that she had to make a choice: fight for her love or let him go. But fate was cruel, and before she could decide, tragedy struck, leaving Naria, heartbroken, and forever wondering what might have been. "Be it the light of day or the veil of night, across all epochs and eras, my love, I vow to search and find you, and once again make you mine with a heart that only beats for you…”

Jeri_ · Fantasy
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68 Chs

She’s Dying

As they entered the castle's dungeons, Peru glanced at Raiver, noticing the physical toll it had taken on him.

Raiver's once vibrant eyes now appeared heavy and fatigued, with dark under-eye circles casting shadows on his pale face. It was evident that exhaustion had drained him, leaving him physically and emotionally depleted.

Once a resilient and self-assured soldier, Raiver now stood as a shattered soul, desperately yearning for his beloved to return to him.

His voice, though deep, carried a weariness as he let out a long sigh.

"Peru, if you summoned me here without purpose, I may just sever your head," Raiver spoke frustrated.

Peru implored, "My prince, please listen."

The air in the dungeons' laboratory hung heavy with the scent of medicinal herbs and desperation.

Raiver's patience wore thin as Peru presented him with the distressing news about Naria's deteriorating condition.