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[Warning… Mature content.]
 Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday.
Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated.

But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North.
 What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father?
Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage?
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 Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire.
Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil.
 His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday.

What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time?

He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love.
What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom?

***Excerpt***
The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber.
Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer.
Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows.
"Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice.
Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway.
The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy.
"Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him.
"Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock.
"I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated
The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react.
"Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. 
Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it.
He came forward after opening all the laces from behind.
And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor.
"Nooo"
The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall.
And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place.
In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air.
"Interesting." He smiled like a devil.

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 # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD.
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Mistress Of Enchanting Dragon

The morning sun was peeking out of the mountain. The atmosphere was quite cold and calm.

Inside one of the guest chambers which was now being used as prince Donovan and his wife's permanent bed-chamber, Donovan was sleeping peacefully.

Sensing some movements around him he fluttered open his eyes.

And as soon as he did his whole vision was filled with her smiling face.

"Happy Birthday dear husband," Silja's sweet voice rang in his eyes and for the first time a genuine smile spread on his lips when someone wished him happy birthday after so many years.

A wide grin spread on his face and he held Silja in his arms who was laying on his chest.

From his peripheral vision, he could see so many candles lit around them.

His nose was filled with her unique marine fresh scent because of the closeness as well as he picked up the scent of fresh roses.

Happy Birthday, Husband