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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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Be my wife

I saw him on my peripheral vision staring at me intently.

"You shouldn't have mentioned about those things earlier. You just messed with their brains manang. They even believed that you're just a mere plumber. Even if it's true, it's a fake plumber."

He chuckled.

"I'm not fake. You saw how I fixed the water pipe. That's why you can't call me fake."

"Whatever."

His hand held my waist. He pulled me closer, closing the small gap between us. I looked at him closely.

"What the hell? Don't pull it."

I slightly pushed him but he didn't move. I sighed and finally let it go. I am no match for him. Also, when we're this close, I feel like I'm getting weaker.

Maybe it's because of his affect on me.