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Ensnaring his Dark Moon

Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?

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Aren't you tired?

 He held her hand before intertwining their fingers, his thumb stroking the skin on the back of her palm.

Esme was in a daze and her fingers unconsciously tightened around his, taking in the warmth that he gave her. It was a strangely sweet feeling to be held by him like this. 

But then she was reminded of something. And she had the urge to swat his hand, to push him away from her but she restrained herself from doing so in front of so many people.

At this moment, a guard stepped inside and bowed to King Alexander and everyone else present in the dining room, ''Your Majesty, they are here,'' he spoke to the King without raising his head.

King Alexander pushed himself to his feet.

Esme was further confused. Who were these people that the King had to stand up to greet them? It was a custom that only existed between Kings.