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.
The One To Go.
The three Children stood inside the Magical box with the item set on auto. The box had the ability to detect the enemy, and would immediately come to a halt. Apart from that, the Crown witch made sure the box could not be sensed by others, or whatever it was carrying inside of it.
And because of how small it was on the outside, it was very easy for it to roll past the lurking Vampires. The only thing Malcolm did was give the box directions by using his voice which had already been added to the item's settings a long time ago.
Everyone remained quiet, trying not to make a sound. It's not like they could be heard by the Vampires, but they could hear everything going on outside. Raziah's head was beginning to spin. She's never heard so many screams of torment of death, she's never felt so weak and scared in her life before. Every fiber of her being could feel and smell so much death in the air tonight.