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VENGEANCE.

A clash of old blood set in stone, a tale of Revenge, Betrayal, and Power.
Damning a kingdom and stripping it from its rightful owners...
Traitors too close to home, puppeteering devastation from behind the curtains.

Seth having being conceived by a strong witch who had successfully seduced the King of the Red Kingdom, became someone who was referred to as the Demon Prince, by his stepmother, the queen. She had a dream about Seth that did not leave her mind and drove her close to insanity, making her do things that shouldn't be done.

Power drunk people walked the floors of Princess Ruby's palace, having stolen her inheritance from under her nose. 
The lovely, red-haired princess had to hide in another kingdom for many years as she was hunted from all over... with her enemies growing by the day.

Until she met the Demon Prince...

Will a contract that was never meant to be spring forth the desires of the heart from a prince that didn't know he was capable of love? 
Will Princess Ruby respond to Seth's advances even though her heart belonged to another from long ago?

Or will it only fuel the prince's hunger for power and blood?

Will the Demon Prince learn to love?

How would they fish out traitors from behind the scenes and make them pay for the hurt and destruction they had caused?


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CONTRACT WITH THE DEMON PRINCE

The presence was so strong that it froze Ling and sent him into a state of shock. With wide eyes, Ling looked to his left side and saw what his eyes couldn't believe at first glance. His eyes widened as he took in the blurry image of the man that had just breezed past him.

It can not be! Ling thought. He could not help but stare as the masked figure entered the queen's room that was only a few meteres away from where he was standing right now -- dazed.

Before his mind could process and he knew that he had to act and had to save the queen, Ling knew that he would be too late. He stared in horror.

The door flew open!  The heavy wooden doors sent the maid flying. Zyne's head snapped up from the selection of papers that she was doing on her desk. The arranged and composed demeanor she had disappeared as her gaze landed o the person that was standing in front of her now.

The End