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.
For the First time.
"She's always yelling at me. What kind of mother does such? And, she's full of lies! Gosh, protecting me? She hates me!" Raziah cried out to the villagers, sitting in the market square surrounded by strangers.
She sat down in the midst of their laughter and shrills, being the very youngest while defeating the circle men in a gambling game. She looked excited, and starving for more.
"You're right! No mother should ever treat their child like that. That is cruel and heartless!" A man beside her replied, but there were only smiles on his face with his dirty skin and rotten teeth, just like many others surrounding her. A lot more of them were mostly drunk, and people who passed by would only shake their heads in disdain.
Everyone knew the little girl who had managed to make a name for herself in the kingdom of Kaneria.