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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

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The Guards

The dark night had inevitably graced the land of Sorvando.

The search for the Queen was still going on.

That 15-minute time limit that Caspian had given to the guards who were supposed to join Anastasia in the Warmane Mansion had already passed several hours ago.

They had all spread out as soon as Caspian had ordered them to find the Queen. Since she wasn’t found yet, they all were still running around the capital and the forest surrounding the castle in her search.

They didn’t dare to return to the castle without finding the Queen or any traces of her because they knew their death would be waiting for them if they returned empty-handed.

The squads of royal soldiers who were dispatched by Commander Jasper had already finished raiding Bartholomew’s properties and they were currently going after the most loyal followers of the radical Lord.

Caspian was still flying in the sky, scanning the forest under the subtle moonlight.