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.
Torture.
"Aren't you scared? Aren't you scared of what will happen? Aren't you scared of seeing what's outside the box? Why can't you just stay in here? Why do you have to keep protecting me? Why...! Why can't I be the one to... I know you're shaking with fear, so why do you keep going on?!" Raziah kept on whispering to herself as Savannah gently opened the small hole at the top, and jumped out.
Everyone was leaving her.
Her father, mother... And now it's Savannah. Everyone she holds dear is sacrificing their life for an idiot like her when she knows she's nothing. Why go to such extreme lengths? Why? Why?!
As soon as Savannah stepped out of the box, the Hissing of the Vampires increased. Although Raziah did not hear any human cries that sounded like Savannah, she knew Savannah was already gone.