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Mistress of Fire

In the world of dragons, werewolves, mages and magic, Ophelia is a slave in the kingdom of Eravia. She was a royal entertainer, until a catastrophe in the palace happened. In the middle of life and death situation, something magical happened to her. She discovered she actually can manipulate fire and has a dragon spirit within her soul. She managed to escape and later on found herself in another kingdom. As she discovers a new path with the goal to know her real identity, she unconsciously entangles her life with a powerful prince, and later on made a deal with him to be his temporary royal bride.

RileyRewis · Fantasy
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141 Chs

Framed up

"The necklace mother gave to me is missing!" Adeline exclaimed.

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yes, Ate. I checked it this morning, but it's no longer in my container!" she's panicking.

"Where are your personal maids?"

I could see the confusion on Emily, Lileth and Rose's faces. I approached them. Venice's eyes only drifted to me shortly.

"They're the only ones who can get in here. One of them must be the thief."

"I-I can't do that!" the three almost said in unison.

Venice noticed my silence, this time, her gaze took longer, but she didn't say anything.

"One of them didn't defend herself. Maybe she's the one who stole it."

I looked at the door. The arrogant Lucian went in.

"I think my maids didn't do it. I know each of them. They won't do it," Adeline said.

"How sure are you, Adelle? The three of them have been working for you for years, yes. But how about the other one?"