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.
Stay Cold.
She was back there again.
A landscape stretched out and covered with snow. There was no ending to the journey, and the familiarity of it all told her she was now in a very deep dream state. It was still snowing softly, and the sun has never been out for as long as she had been trapped here the last time, and it still wasn't out this time too.
Staying cold was always her forte though, so she didn't mind.
Raziah sat down on the cold sand of snow and stared ahead into the fog that swarmed over the horizon. She thought she wouldn't want to be back at first, but after witnessing what was truly happening back there, then she wouldn't mind staying here for as long as possible.