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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

Siccrem, Day 5 (2)

Benevolent Consort Drazel looked at the Su'Datheram with increasing suspicion. Just what was it that he wanted from her uncle so badly that he was persisting with her? 

"There is a way, but it will take a few days." She had desert owls for these things, though it had been a while since she had exchanged any correspondence with her uncle. "I will write to him tomorrow, if that is what you wish." 

The Sovereign finally turned to her with a genuine smile. "My dear Consort, you have saved your husband." 

Benevolent Consort Drazel did not want to think about what that meant. When she received the Su'Datheram's embrace, she debated to herself whether to continue with this farce or not. 

He had gotten what he needed from her, which was a means of communication with the eastern nomads. Now that she had agreed, why persist in accompanying her to bed?