His Majesty's Bride.
{Warning; Mature Content} **She was ice. He was fire. And none of them were willing to melt, or quench the other.** Princess Raziah Octavius, the strange and curious princess had only two things in mind. One; To be alone. Two; Take revenge on the person responsible for her nightmares that unfaithful night. On the night of her introduction, she comes across a unique devil dressed as a prince, and she immediately agrees to get married to him just to get the frustrating night over with. Whisked away to his kingdom, she finds out just how unique his Majesty is with all the mystery around him. But no matter what happens, and how much this devious devil tries to burn her with his touch and gaze, he can never melt her frozen heart. ...Or so she thought.
A Brother's Love.
It was already too late when Armstrong and Eldor noticed they had stumbled into a trap. They hadn't sensed anything at first till they couldn't see anything in their path and suddenly, the whole area had been swept with a mist made of smoke.
Armstrong was a man with sharp eyes, and he could already make out a few mist figures in the coverage. He noticed that the mist was so strong he could hardly point out where Eldor was exactly, and if he was correct, then his strength was slowly getting depleted the longer he stayed inside.
A crooked smile filled his lips, finally acknowledging that his opponent was somewhat smart and strong. He never expected someone in this generation of Vampires to be as strong as this, but then again, he's never seen or heard of an attribute of smoke born with a Vampire.
How rare. The more he breathed it in, the more the tendency to choke. It was a versatile power.