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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

Little affection

That's when I found out that he lives with his father. I also knew that she has a twin. But even though they have the same face, they're differences are too obvious in my eyes. Or maybe, I'm just too in love with her. That even small details of his personality I memorized.

"Tangina, you're heavy Revo!" Livius whined. I'm stepping on his shoulders to reach the top of the house's barrier.

"Shut up, pyscho. The guards will hear us. I'll kill you if I can't see him."

I don't care if I'm mistaken going up and down the house. I don't care as long as I'll see her even with the fences between us.

"Why didn't we bring a ladder?"

"The nerve of you, Jonas. In that case, it's easier to beat us. You're a fool, you don't think," said Livius.

"And you're that boy stalker, speed up the peeping. My clothes are getting dirty. I can't endure your weight for a fucking long time. Take it!"