I PICKED UP A (POTENTIAL) FIANCÉ?

DOMINIC Zavaroni opened his eyes the same time the light of the candles around the prayer room was suddenly put out.

He was offering a prayer to Yule, the moon god, for the royal prince's safe trip back to the Royal Capital when he felt an ominous aura in the air. He was certain that the evil somehow entered the Royal Capital despite the divine protection around it.

"Princess Neoma," Dominic whispered to himself. "I need to see the royal princess."

***

"MEN and their audacity," Neoma said while shaking her head. "Do you think I'll marry you after you almost ruined my pretty face?"

Trevor smiled, then he touched the cut on her face.

She flinched because it stung.

But only for a few seconds. When the cut completely disappeared, the devil immediately pulled his hand away from her face.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, Moon Princess," Trevor said, his purple eyes still shining brightly. "If I need to kneel and beg for your forgiveness, I'll do it."