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Mistress of Fire

In the world of dragons, werewolves, mages and magic, Ophelia is a slave in the kingdom of Eravia. She was a royal entertainer, until a catastrophe in the palace happened. In the middle of life and death situation, something magical happened to her. She discovered she actually can manipulate fire and has a dragon spirit within her soul. She managed to escape and later on found herself in another kingdom. As she discovers a new path with the goal to know her real identity, she unconsciously entangles her life with a powerful prince, and later on made a deal with him to be his temporary royal bride.

RileyRewis · Fantasie
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Back in his arms

The next moment, people at the back made a way and my jaw dropped when I saw Prince Martin, Prince David and Prince Evan walking towards us. But what shocked me more was when I saw who was on their tail, the last one. There is no doubt it were his eyes I have seen. I couldn't move as they came approaching. I could even feel my chest clenching that I found it difficult to breathe.

"King Alejandro. It is an honor to be invited in your kingdom again, Your Majesty," Prince David said as he bowed very quickly to pay respect to my father.

"The princes of Solterra and Ledoss," Father smiled. "Thank you for coming to the celebration I prepared for my lost daughter whom I just recently found."

It seemed like my heart stopped beating for a moment when Demitri stopped in front of my father, expression was grim and full of menace. He bowed his head for a second before greeting my father.