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.
Hard on them.
For as long as Raziah could remember, her mother has always had three more people next to her apart from her father. One, was Jennet Lazarus, mother's doctor, and the second person was Sir Galland, Malcolm's father who was leading the warriors of Kaneria and the greatest warrior Raziah has ever seen. The third person didn't show up too often and so, Raziah knew almost nothing about her.
Although, that last person was the most mysterious among the four of them.
Sir Galland wasn't just the supreme warrior, he was also found always standing next to Mirabai just as Jennet was. It seems the three of them were unbreakable or something.
Walking quietly behind her mother, Raziah stared up at the woman. Her mother has always been the odd one out. Everyone else had either blonde, red, brown, or black hair but her mother's hair resembled strands of pure gold, and Mirabai's eyes were like a large pool of silver. She was the most beautiful woman in the kingdom.