A princess with a twisted past. When her fate takes an unfortunate turn, she is thrown off her pedestal and into the web of marriage with the bloodthirsty king of the enemy kingdom. Faced with life and death choices, Delaney must decide whether to side with the enemy—her new husband—or her family who betrayed her. __ As the son of the sun goddess, Darius finds his life unnecessarily long and boring. Until he meets his bride, Delaney, the feisty, fiery princess who is rumored to have rejected suitors by the dozen, the only female descendant of his arch nemesis, and a demon princess. When they get married, will he use her in his quest for revenge, or fall in the trap of her charm like every other male does?
"Yes." Delaney crossed her fingers, hoping what Ylvia was about to narrate was the same story she had heard when she was younger.
Like they always did in the past, Ylvia sat on her bed and embraced her, with Delaney's head on her lap. She had done this countless times but it still made her a little nervous. After all, Delaney was still her lady and they were not supposed to be this close. However, whatever made Delaney happy was her duty to fulfill and besides, she liked this too.
She tousled Delaney's hair, making the other melt comfortably in her embrace.
"Many years ago, when humans had just come into existence, demons could still move around in whatever realm they wanted." She started, her mind flooding with memories from Delaney's childhood, when she would hold the young princess in her arms and tell her stories or sing her songs without any restrictions.