His Majesty's Bride.
{Warning; Mature Content} **She was ice. He was fire. And none of them were willing to melt, or quench the other.** Princess Raziah Octavius, the strange and curious princess had only two things in mind. One; To be alone. Two; Take revenge on the person responsible for her nightmares that unfaithful night. On the night of her introduction, she comes across a unique devil dressed as a prince, and she immediately agrees to get married to him just to get the frustrating night over with. Whisked away to his kingdom, she finds out just how unique his Majesty is with all the mystery around him. But no matter what happens, and how much this devious devil tries to burn her with his touch and gaze, he can never melt her frozen heart. ...Or so she thought.
Too much
Raziah was so happy to see him again after so many months. She had missed him, and couldn't help but run over with a huge smile on her face and hugged him with her head resting on his abdomen.
Elliott had been so lost in thought that he hadn't felt her presence at all until she had hugged in, pulling him back to the present.
Seeing her again brightened his day, and he gently stroked her hair with his fingers.
"When did you return?" Raziah looked up at him, "How did you know I live here? Are you here to see my parents?" Her eyes were twinkling like the stars.
Elliott could only nod, "I have to leave now, Raziah," He said to her, and the smile on her face vanished.
"What? But...why? Stay! Don't leave yet, please,"
Elliott was so disoriented that he couldn't think straight. His legs had grown very weak, and his heart was pounding very loudly. He had come here to confirm it himself, and couldn't believe his eyes.