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Married Off To A Cold Eyed Knight

Most would expect the daughter of the king of one of the four strongest nations in the Realm of the Angels to enjoy great luxury and power. While her Father may enjoy those things, that isn't the case for Rosemary. The hated daughter only manages to attract disdain from others in the royal court despite her gentle and kind nature. Rosemary was born with a weak body, preventing her from living up to the ideals of her father and his court. Such environment pushes Rose to attempting to end it all. But she is unable to do so as she recalls her older brother's love for her. As she drowns, she cries out for help. But no one is around. No one but a certain handsome man with eyes as cold as her father's.

sun_imperial · Fantasy
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509 Chs

Chapter 316: Dance with the Architect of Terror

Kine

The souls swirled and gathered.

My eyes widened as Cyra stood in front of me, a smile in her face.

"Cyra?" No, she wasn't the actual Cyra. Was I wrong about those souls being trapped? Were they actually her minions?

The figure before me, wearing Cyra's guise, was a perfect imitation, down to the mocking tilt of her head. But the eyes were wrong—they lacked the fiery spirit of Cyra, replaced instead with a cold, calculating emptiness.

"Who are you?" I demanded, my voice steady despite the pounding of my heart.

The figure didn't answer, but her smile widened, and the air around us grew colder. The souls that had gathered began to chant in a language I couldn't understand, their voices rising in a crescendo that seemed to shake the very foundations of the house.