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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

Not a Princess

The moment the three monster guards saw us approaching, they immediately sauntered forward to attack.

"Let me handle this. You two go in first. I will follow after I kill these monsters," Lancelot said before he touched the stone near him and made a long and huge axe out of it.

"You sure?" Lucia asked.

Lancelot smirked. "Don't underestimate me, young princess."

Lucia's eyes widened. "Young princess? How did you—"

"Go now," Lancelot cut her off before he leaped to face the monsters head on. 

I didn't waste any time and pulled Lucia towards the entrance of Nerissa's den. As expected, it was the part of the River of Flames with the most fire. A norma person would surely not take it. But because I can manipulate fire and I'm protecting Lucia, we are able to successfully infiltrate it.

"Do you feel hot or burning?" I asked Lucia to make sure.