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Cursed To Be A Red Rose

Princess Ievna was the princess in the kingdom of Shovalon. Shovalon was a small kingdom, and it was conquered by the kingdom of the witches, Wemor. Her parents were killed in front of her eyes, and she was cursed to be a red rose by the strongest witch, Sharass. Fourteen years passed, and Princess Ievna was living as a red rose in the last fourteen years. The witches locked the red rose Ievna in the tower prison, and she would only be able to return to her human form in Spring when roses would bloom. And even in Spring, she could only exist in her human form during the day when the sun reigned over the sky. At night, she would turn into a red rose again. Princess Ievna was living in the dark prison for fourteen years until finally, the prince of Breviel, Reigen, managed to snatch Shovalon from the witches' grip. One night, the arrogant prince accidentally opened the tower prison and saw a beautiful red rose in the prison. Later he learned that the red rose was the princess of Shovalon. What would happen to the princess of Shovalon and the prince of Breviel? Would the prince of Breviel be able to save the princess from the curse? Maybe that wouldn't be easy because all the prince wanted to do to the princess was touch her. Unfortunately, the princess was no longer a human. He would need to pay with his blood if he wanted to touch the princess' body. --- "What a beautiful princess of Shovalon. I have saved you from Sharass, and to repay my kindness, let me touch you and make you mine." "Every rose has its thorn. If you touch this red rose, your fingers will bleed." --- WARNING! SLOWBURN ROMANCE! --- Original cover by jjia_en on Instagram ^.^

rotteroos · Fantasia
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182 Chs

SKY AND EARTH

Princess Ievna felt the weight on her shoulders lighten a bit after talking with her parents. True, her parents didn't even reply to her words, but it still eased the burden after letting go that made her heart feel heavy.

In the past, her parents never ignored her even if she only told them some childish stories about her daily life in the palace. Now she could indeed spill everything that was bothering her in front of her parents' headstones, but she would never get a reply from them.

It wasn't that her parents stopped caring about her, but that it was because her parents could only watch her from somewhere without being able to respond to her.

Rising from her kneeling position, Princess Ievna tapped on her green dress to remove the dirt. Smiling at the headstones one last time, the princess then lowered her head before whispering, "Please have a good rest, Father, Mother. I will come to see you again tomorrow."