His Majesty's Bride.
{Warning; Mature Content} **She was ice. He was fire. And none of them were willing to melt, or quench the other.** Princess Raziah Octavius, the strange and curious princess had only two things in mind. One; To be alone. Two; Take revenge on the person responsible for her nightmares that unfaithful night. On the night of her introduction, she comes across a unique devil dressed as a prince, and she immediately agrees to get married to him just to get the frustrating night over with. Whisked away to his kingdom, she finds out just how unique his Majesty is with all the mystery around him. But no matter what happens, and how much this devious devil tries to burn her with his touch and gaze, he can never melt her frozen heart. ...Or so she thought.
As Long as...
The King was barely breathing. The creature hadn't just sucked and torn open his neck with its fangs, it had also sunk its claws deep into the King's neck and there was so much blood running down from the open wounds.
Not to mention, it had clawed at the king's chest during its last moments. It was terrifying to see that all that hard armor that King was putting on was nowhere as strong as the creature's claws, and it had been shredded to pieces with the king's chest filled with claw marks.
"Father...," Raziah managed out, her tone a silent cry for help.
Malcolm moved forward to check the king's pulse, and it was very weak. His injuries were too deep and severe. Except if a doctor was here, nothing could be done to help him.
"Where's Lady Jennet? We need her!" Raziah cried and ran for the door but Savannah grabbed the princess's hand and dragged her back, "No! What are you doing?! He's gonna die, can't you see?!" Raziah cried and fought.