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Face of Fate

She has an iron heart in a velvet body. He's like a black hole inside the sun. She's strong with fragile pieces. He's fierce above his afraid self. She was the light in his gloomy world. He was the darkness that took her last shine. She became the aspire of his life. He made her life aimless. She wants to revenge him. He wants to acquire her. She searches for freedom from him. He captures her in a golden cage. She fell for a person she hates the most. He loves a person who he can't love. He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. She was his fear with a title of a wife.

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107. Princess Amelia

The king of the South stood in front of the body of her daughter. Her body was placed on the rectangular glass cuboid, covered with the glass box. The room in which she was kept was decorated with distinct flowers and the walls of the chamber have a colorful drawing of flowers on it. Around the ice cuboid, there were bunches of flower bouquets arranged. The king walked closer to the coffin and looked at her beautiful daughter. Her body was still fresh and pale as usual. The king gestured his hand and a Savant came and lifted the glass coffin from one side. He then pours some elixir on the ice from a little glass bottle and shuts back the glass. The Savant then bowed and left. The king stood there and watched her daughter sleep soundlessly. It's been five days since she was bought back to the South. Every day the king would come and look at his daughter. His eyes moistened by her immotile form. He rubbed his eyes with his finger and thumb.