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.
Shivering Mess.
Raziah was currently inside the bathroom of her chambers, washing her face. The water was rushing out, and she just kept throwing it from her good hand to her face, over and over again. It was an attempt to calm herself down from all that had happened again tonight. Originally, she only thought her fighting gets better whenever she closes her eyes and sense movement instead, she had no idea she could pinpoint that pillar using that sense too. She had Frozen back there from there even though she had quickly snapped out of it when she saw Malcolm and Felix approaching her.
She's always reminded herself that she was human. Whatever was happening to her, even though she had a rough idea what it is and it kept getting clearer and clearer every day, she didn't want it. It needed to go. Staying human for the best for her. She would really despise anything none other than that.