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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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You dislike self control?

Cyrus set the nine-tailed fox on the ground and approached her, cupping her face. His amused smile transformed into a seductive smile sending chills to her spine.

"I did not, but I will soon." Cyrus replied, leaning in close to her.

Sage wasn't sure whether she should be relieved or not.

"I want to kill him myself." She growled angrily and clutched his wrists.

Cyrus nodded. "All right," he said, chuckling.

Sage's eyes turned a fiery red and narrowed at him. "Too many things have happened tonight."

"Which of them is your favourite, parrot?" Cyrus inquired, caressing her cheeks.

Sage's eyes returned to normal, her lips trembling as she tried to conceal her smile. "The bath," she finally said, smiling.

"Time to sleep." Sage was surprised that he wasn't questioning her about her strange dream.

"D..."

"Sleep." Cyrus let go of her face, took her hand in his, and led her to the bed.