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The Princess and The Lord

This is the stories of two different people from two different worlds (literally) She was raised in love, while he was raised in hate Her birth was celebrated, while he was despised She was protected, while he was abused everyday. She is gentle, warm and kind, while he is cold, cruel and vicious But with the twist of fate, their world collided. They will learn from each other. He will teach her to be hopeful and live for herself, while she will teach him the joys of Friendship and Love Together they will learn to understand each other, accept each other and love each other, and soon their love will change the fate of the world ________________________________________ Princess: Can you stop staring at me while I'm sleeping? The Lord: I can't... The Princess: Are you gonna stare at me the whole night? The Lord: Yes! The Princess: Can you at least act like a normal man who will take advantage of a maiden while in her room. The Lord: …this Lord would oblige The Princess: WAIT… This princess is kidding, just kidding, wait...!

blowfish1407 · Fantasy
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1296 Chs

The Beginning of The Maelstrom

Huo Long didn't answer her "Come – come, let me show you something" he excitedly beckoned Lory to move closer, Huo Long pushed a part of the vault surface, suddenly she heard the sound of iron sliding and a second later the vault slowly opened, Huo Long take a step back, his eyes lit up with joy just like a kid waiting for his birthday present.

affected by Huo Long enthusiast Lory curiosity increased as she waited for the vault door to opened in motion, and what she saw inside the vault made her heart leaped to her throat, she blinked her eyes repeatedly to make sure she wasn't dreaming, her jaw dropped and her eyes widened in utter shocked "This…..how could it be?"

"You like it, I made it myself you know….?" He winked mischievously but Lory didn't pay attention to his antics as she stared deeply at the vault. Huo Long rejoiced, this was exactly the reaction he had been expected, it meant his work wasn't in vain.