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Ensnaring his Dark Moon

Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?

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Was it Aleister?

Just as he had taken a step towards her, he had heard her whisper, ''Do they all come to play with me because I am the princess? If I was not, would they still be my friends?" her tiny fingers fiddled with the fabric of her gown as she fumbled to herself. 

And Rezeph wanted nothing more than reach out and hold her tightly in his arms to tell her that she was much more than being just a princess and she deserved nothing but the whole world. He wanted to assure her till the smile she had been faking stopped being fake and till her heart was assured of how lovable she was. 

But he had turned around and left. Instead of following his heart, he had listened to his mind. Intending to let her have a safe and protected childhood, he never approached her. 

And years after, that very little girl was holding him as if she could not bear to see him hurting.