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Ensnaring his Dark Moon

Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?

Auroraaa · Fantasie
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370 Chs

Little Mouse

Esme's lips parted.

The indignance on her face was replaced by shock.

This… room belonged to His Highness?

One of those two Princes that they mentioned? 

The wheels in her head turned.

It can't belong to Prince Cardan because he was spending the night with Lucy… and if they were outside, then this still can't be his room.

Esme quickly roamed around the room with light footsteps, treading behind the curtains. There was no pond inside the room. It can't be Prince Cardan's room.

Then is it the newborn's room? The child they are here to bless?

Esme raked her fingers through her messy hair which was resembling a bird's nest by now.

If this room belonged to a child then why are these maids so intimidated? What can a young Prince do? How would he even dispose them?

No matter how she thought about it, Esme could not understand. Unless…