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Crescent Crown: Quest of Love

'I will find you in any lifetime.' –––– Her silvery moon-locks were in delicate braids to reveal her fresh, radiant face. Her bright icy blue eyes watched everyone and everything fondly, sinlessly. She was a beauty that calms the nervous heart. That’s what everyone remembers of Princess Alora Linwood Roosevelt. Then who is the one who returned to the palace in the name of the princess? She had fiery long hair that looked like the flames of hell and her eyes were like a ball of fire that could reduce one to ashes. She looked like an evil witch they heard of. How could it not create chaos in the nation? She became prey to the royals and their politics, the nobles, and their influence, and commoners and their protest with her life on the line. Will she challenge the centuries-old tradition and find her love? Or will she lose her life? –––– P.S: Slow Burn, Slow Romance. This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin

Munchkin_2 · Fantasie
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Blonde Man

Waiting for her parents and Arihan, Alora had dozed off on the chair behind the desk. Ensnared in a strange dream, Alora hadn't woken up when Zander shifted her to the bed and tucked her in.

Shortly after, she gasped awake in the middle of the night when she felt cold fingers graze over her bare arm and her hair rose by sensing the obsidian eyes. 

Her eyes desperately looked around and fell on the silhouette standing against the window. Jerking up on the bed due to the intruder, Alora squinted her eyes in the faint light to identify the man. 

Did the obsidian eyes man finally appear before her eyes?

The man in a navy blue cloak stepped away from the window as he turned to her. The deep tone of man sounded in silence, "My apologies." And he bowed.