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I Enchanted The Prince

"Please, dance for me one last time," he pleaded, his tender touch gently stroking Naria’s hair as she moved with a beauty that evoked the fragile fluttering of a butterfly in a field of blooming flowers. Naria's dancing was a wonder to behold; each step released a cloud of butterflies that danced along with her. The blind, evil dragon prince was captivated by her beauty, talent, and spirit. He loved her with a passion that consumed him so much that he kidnapped her to marry him. Naria hoped that her new life as a princess would help her avenge her parents, who were killed by the King, the black dragon’s father, and find out the truth about her real identity. But as if this wasn’t enough, a 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 find out the truth. 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. "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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When The Wings Of A Butterfly Come Together

"Ehem," Naria cleared her throat, her voice regal and composed. "Of course, why wouldn't I be? I am the princess," she calmly replied to the crown prince.

"I really like you,"

Naria's gaze shifted to the Winter's princess, who sat gracefully, enchanted by Naria's words.

"Thank you, your gra--"

"Oh, please, call me Skyla."

Despite the princess's long, snow-white hair covering her entire body, and her icy, penetrating gaze, Naria felt an overwhelming sense of safety and warmth in her presence.

Miraila placed her fan on the table as the servants began serving the food. "Well, I hope the princess is well-mannered. Or should I send my old teacher to instruct her in etiquette?" Miraila's eyes sparkled mischievously.

"No need for that, my lady. The castle has more than enough resources to teach a new princess everything she needs to know."

"My hubby can be so strict sometimes," Skyla laughed.