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Married To The Last Ice Dragon

[Warning: Matured Content] "Do you want me to carry you in my heart?" .... The moment he was born, the world remained in winter. No rainfall, no bright summer, only snowfall. He was a threat to every living being in the world... Cyrus, the devil incarnate. Devious, dangerous, cold as ice, the being everyone wanted to kill and the being everyone feared.. Being the only fire mage, Sage, the princess of Credia, stood as the main protector of her kingdom, Credia, during dangers. Her life changed when she was told that she was going to get married to a cold hearted beast, the last ice dragon. .... Excerpt "We might be married but I am not going to sleep in the same room with you," Sage said, gritting her teeth. A smile tugged his lips. "Is that so?" He asked and placed his leg on top of the other. Sage frowned deeply. "Yes," She drawled, clenched her fists which busted out raging flames of fire. "I am going to sleep here, with you." Cyrus said calmly and stood up walking towards her slowly. Sage couldn't deny that she was scared but she wasn't going to let her fear get the best of her. "Don't come closer!" "Why?" "I am going to burn you!" She screamed, closing her eyes shut. Fear swallowed her when she felt a cold hand grab her wrist and her back met the bed with Cyrus hovering over her. He leaned his face close to hers, diverting his lips to her ear and said with a seductive deep whisper that sent chills to her spine. "I want you to burn me, my love,"

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"What are you up to?" Sage questioned Cyrus angrily, but he appeared unconcerned as he tightened his grip on her hand and ate his food with the other.

Sage looked at Katherine, who was struggling to free herself from River's grip.

"What on earth is going on?" Isabella exclaimed dramatically and stood up, shakily pointing at Darren. "You! You are the water mage that escaped from the dungeon!" She yelled.

Charlotte sighed as she finished her meal, stood up, and took Isabella's arm in hers. "Come on, child, you are very unwelcome here." She informed Isabella, who reacted angrily.

Cyrus had not forgiven Isabella, and her life was in his hands, which meant that any mistake she made, no matter how minor, that triggered him would result in her death.

Realizing her predicament, she looked nervously at Cyrus, who was focused on his food, then at her mother and smiled faintly, saying, "Yes mother."