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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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141 Chs

Glowing birthmark

"Ophelia, listen," Orion said gently. "I don't know how to start, actually. I'm still quiet overwhelmed because I never thought that what I believed—what we believed was not the truth all along. This is a big news for us, so bare with me, all right? You don't have to say anything or believe it right away. What I'm asking you to do is just to listen. Would you mind?"

I was not able to say anything. I could not say anything.

"But first, are you feeling all right now? You are not hurting anymore?"

"No, I'm fine," I said almost mutely.

"Well, then, let me start this revelation," he said and breathed. "Earlier, when we were still in the River of Flames, I saw your wrist. There was a bithmark glowing. You might be confused as to where did you get that birthmark... but take a look at this." He rolled his cuff up to his forearm and showed me his wrist. 

I was surprised when I saw the exact birthmark on the exact part of his wrist.