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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 · Fantasy
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370 Chs

Healing wounds?

''It's not that. He has affections for me but he just refuses to see them. He is always so cold and distant that for him, affections are nothing. So, he is just not seeing them,'' Esme tried to make the situation look better. 

And Duchess Flora immediately picked up her silk napkin to wipe her unshed tears, ''Are you telling the truth?" 

I am lying, ''Yes,'' Esme inwardly sighed in relief. The heavens might have killed her with a thunderstrike if she had made this delicate lady cry. 

''Your Grace, we did not find anyone except for a few cats playing there,'' The guards reported. 

Duchess Flora waved her hand, ''You can leave,'' She turned to look at Esme, ''No matter what, you should not give up.''

Esme nodded, ''I am determined to win his heart,'' I am determined to tell you the truth before I leave.

For someone who loathed liars, Esme believed that she had sinned again and again by lying to these people.