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The Princess of Blood and Time

Verinia Hellfryne has had to do many things to get her way. She’s scheming, manipulative and ruthless! But how could anyone suspect their benevolent First Princess, who has taken on the burden of a substitute queen and raised her three siblings since she was eight years old? It’s unfathomable! But then, when her father brings to the palace his illegitimate son and the son’s mother, she meets her match! How can she face a woman who is as scheming and vicious as she is? How can she prevent her father from giving the throne to his bastard son instead of the legitimate heir? Verinia knows that she must fight to get what she wants, but an unforeseen scheme from the wicked concubine brings a new variable to distort her problems! “You’re a wicked woman, Your Sovereign Highness. Fortunately, I don’t like to play clean.” All her life, Verinia has vowed not to be swayed by men, but this scoundrel is just too smooth! “I’m a married woman!” He smiled. “I’m the prince’s proxy in this wedding. Treat me as such until he returns!” Secrets and schemes, blood and power turn into one big blur to distract from a chilling evil that lurks under the surface. An evil that could destroy the world. (Mass release every weekend! Follow me on Instagram for art, sneak peeks, polls and more! Instagram: @sugary.winter)

SugaryWinter · Fantasy
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197 Chs

Dava, Day 1 (4)

In her eyes, though, that was the smile of a ferocious wolf. Her eldest sister had taught her not to be fooled by appearances, and considering that Alescan Tharwenn used his good looks to do what he wanted, how could she let her guard down? 

Alescan was thoroughly amused. The little Princess pushed her way past him to leave with her group, not even sparing him a second glance. Her disdain for him was so obvious that he just had to laugh. 

What would she say if she knew that they were going to be engaged to each other? 

She would hate him even more. Maybe she'd kick him. 

Thinking this, the young man chuckled and left the woods to head toward the glade. The sky had darkened considerably from the time he had approached to see what the commotion was about. As a gentleman, how could he be unmoved when hearing a woman scream?