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.
Nothing Like a Promise.
TEN YEARS AGO...
"You're Back,"
Elliott stopped to look at the top of the castle to find his brother, Cerzoan sitting atop the weird old tree that had no leaves but Instead, several crooked branches and a very dark bark.
Elliott had just returned from another one of his travels, this time he had returned from his visit to the kingdom of Sabaean, where King Eleazar ruled. Because he was a witch and felt out of place in the kingdom of Erandell which was ruled by Vampires, he's always felt out of place and has spent more than half of his life traveling around the world.
In the next minute, Elliott had appeared in the same room as his brother. Cerzoan, as always, looked unbothered and carefree. Both of them were the spitting image of the other, well, except of course their demeanor, hair, and eye color. Since Cerzoan was a Vampire, his Aura was very distinguishable from his brother's.
"How is dad?" Elliott asked.