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The Duke's Unwanted Wife

While falling from the building, there was only one thought in her head. ‘If rebirth is real, I hope I’m not born ever again. Life is too horrid to live again’ Her head hit the ground, splitting into a million pieces. The perfect way to die for someone who wanted to be unrecognized and forgotten. Like a painful dream, she opens her eyes and she's back again, 10 years in the past. She was back to the day she was being married off to the duke who was destined to abandon her and love another, to a prince who was obsessed with other people’s possession, and a witch who pretended to be a saint. ‘One of you gods up there must be messing with me, right?! I said I didn’t want to live again! What is the meaning of this?!’ Brought to the past, Natalia has two choices, flight or fight. What would’ve become a wasteful life in the slums was reversed when he had a hand stretched out to him. The prince was charming and kind and he would’ve given his life for him. However, betrayal was a bucket of cold water and a priced dagger in the back. He would never accept an outstretched hand but he couldn’t deny a sharpened sword to the neck. She’s not a knight in shining armor but she’s the salvation he needed and whether he liked it or not, he would give his life for her.

Greyworrld · Fantasy

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Ancestral Grounds

The dragon appeared like a catastrophe in the skies, spewing fire the moment it came out. The large body covered the skies, leaving trail of destruction. Taking that distraction as a chance, Marvis ran to the door. To his surprise, without doing anything, the doors opened and shut behind him. The sight in front of his eyes were impressive.

The torches lining the walls were very obviously fueled by magic, lighting up the several white statues of werecreatures and paintings of regal looking werecreatures. Their animal like features that they were always shamed for were fully captured in the paintings akin to a human eyes or nose. The statues were also intricate and there were bigger statues depicting the ancient spirits the empire believed in.

He felt something begin to heat up in his hand. The single feather Amaika gave him slowly became searing hot until he threw it to the ground. There was a bright light once more and he covered his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, Amaika was standing beside him, annoyed.

"You just become more hateful the more I know you."

"What did I do this time?!"

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