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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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Esme's identity

While Esme was in the room, a few servants came to set the table for dinner. She let them in, concluding that they must be sent here by Aleister. Esme noticed their gazes settling on the two beds in the room, divided by a huge thick curtain in between. 

The corner of her lips twitched but it did not take them long to avert their gaze as they settled the food trolley near the table. They were mindful of their behavior, just in case they offended the Prince.

''You all can leave,'' Esme blinked looking at their rabbit-like movements, small and steady. Even though the Prince was not in the room, she noticed them trembling. 

And as soon as the words escaped her mouth, they bowed at her. Their faces remained stoic but Esme could sense their relief and gratefulness for letting them leave the devil's den before he came. ''Is he that scary...?" Esme mumbled to herself looking at their fleeing backs.