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.
Subconscious Attack.
With a snap of his fingers, the canoe ride came to a halt midway and the both of them crouched down beside the canoe to get a better look at the wristband. Bellerus noted how incredibly tight it was around her wrist so much that the lines that it formed were so deeply embedded into her skin, and had this pale white color around it. The blue band itself now had this soft glow around it, and it looked particularly old for something a Princess should still possess.