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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?

Auroraaa · Fantasia
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370 Chs

Love and affection

When Esme returned to the room after the breakfast with Duke Maverick and Duchess Flora, she was greeted by the sight of Aleister sitting on a chair, in the dark corner of the room as he ate... grapes?

She blinked innocently as if she did not know where he came from, "The Prince seems rather idle today."

"Princess is spreading some interesting rumours about me, after all," Aleister said without lifting his head. 

The corner of her lips tugged up. It seems like the King has taught him some good lesson.

If only she knew how things proceeded there and it was the King who was angered to death, then she might not have been so smug. 

She sighed regretfully, "You weren't here. That's all I could do to stop them from coming to your room," She walked towards him before taking a seat on the chair in front of him. 

"Is it? You sure you were not trying to teach me a little lesson, My Dear Moon?"