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I Enchanted The Prince

"Please, dance for me one last time," he pleaded, his tender touch gently stroking Naria’s hair as she moved with a beauty that evoked the fragile fluttering of a butterfly in a field of blooming flowers. Naria's dancing was a wonder to behold; each step released a cloud of butterflies that danced along with her. The blind, evil dragon prince was captivated by her beauty, talent, and spirit. He loved her with a passion that consumed him so much that he kidnapped her to marry him. Naria hoped that her new life as a princess would help her avenge her parents, who were killed by the King, the black dragon’s father, and find out the truth about her real identity. But as if this wasn’t enough, a new love interest appeared, each one vying for her attention and claiming her as their own. Naria's heart was torn, caught between her love for the dragon prince and her need to find out the truth. As the prince disappeared into the distance, Naria knew that she had to make a choice: fight for her love or let him go. But fate was cruel, and before she could decide, tragedy struck. "Be it the light of day or the veil of night, across all epochs and eras, my love, I vow to search and find you, and once again make you mine with a heart that only beats for you."

Jeri_ · Fantasi
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Defiant Beauty Blossoms

Naria stood in awe, her breath catching in her throat as she beheld the mesmerizing fabric before her.

Its vibrant colors and intricate patterns wove a tapestry of pure enchantment. With wide eyes, she gingerly reached out to touch the soft material, a gasp escaping her lips. "So beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder.

As she twirled amidst the sea of dresses, a kaleidoscope of delicate butterflies emerged from her back, fluttering their wings in a breathtaking display of ethereal beauty.

They danced around her, their delicate wings brushing against her skin, adding to the enchantment that surrounded her.

"This is it! Thank you, Raiver!" Naria exclaimed, her voice brimming with gratitude.

She clenched her fist and punched the air with fervor, her eyes shining with newfound resolve. No longer would she be a victim of circumstance. No, she would show the world that she was not to be trifled with.