Mistress of Fire

In the world of dragons, werewolves, mages and magic, Ophelia is a slave in the kingdom of Eravia. She was a royal entertainer, until a catastrophe in the palace happened. In the middle of life and death situation, something magical happened to her. She discovered she actually can manipulate fire and has a dragon spirit within her soul. She managed to escape and later on found herself in another kingdom. As she discovers a new path with the goal to know her real identity, she unconsciously entangles her life with a powerful prince, and later on made a deal with him to be his temporary royal bride.

RileyRewis · Fantasia

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141 Chs

No clairvoyant

"Can I come in?" I asked, my hands cold and shaking. I'm nervous of what's happening to the Queen. Yes, I just knew her for barely a week, but those little interactions we had proved how kind she is. I don't understand why someone would do such thing to her.

"You may, Princess." They immediately made a way for me and I didn't hesiste to go in.

Upon going inside, five pair of eyes looked at me. The King, Demitri, Prince David, Prince Martin, and Prince Evan.

"Uh, I heard about what happened..." I mumbled, barely audible.

My eyes drifted to the Queen who's lying weakly in the huge bed. She's unconscious and her face lacks color as if she's been suffering for a disease. Judging how the poisoned affected her, the poison used must be not something light.

"What about the healers?"

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