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.
Part 7 - Her Wrath
Gracefully, Raziah stood there in the form of the legendary Creature who had been carved out of her soul, and how badly messed up her head was. There was no understanding of how she had awakened the spirit of a dragon inside of her, and how powerful she had become.
Her scales were pure white, and insanely tough. Another layer of armored skin covered the scales, this one made of pure ice. Ice that does not melt, and even stronger than the one she had used to freeze the whole of hell.
The Spikes that lined her back had the color of her hair, but they were also made of Ice. The claws protruding from her fingertips were large and gripped the icy ground, so strong they easily punctured into the ground.
Her wings were ethereal. Large and strong as they came with the power to blow everything in her path away with just one flap. Her tail was long, so long it could wrap around a tree like a snake, with the tip pointy and sharp.