Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18.
For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster:

King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom.

The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human.
Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart.
Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well.
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[Excerpt]

“Cas-pian…”
And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. 
He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.”
Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet.
So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

Conquering His Cold Heart

Caspian was not in the mood to entertain Hamilton’s annoying behavior right now. And he definitely did not want Hamilton to be the victim of his fury when his cousin was not the one who had broken his trust. 


Thus, he simply pushed Hamilton’s foot away and grumbled, “If you keep on pestering me, you will be the one to die. So, get lost.” 


However, Hamilton was not the one to cower in fear. He was used to being treated harshly by his cousin. 


“Okay. Let me help you measure how much space I will take then,” he replied in a nonchalant manner and lay flat on the other side of Percival’s tombstone. “Ah! I guess I am not as tall as I thought. Do you want to mark the ground, cousin?” 


Caspian couldn’t help but roll his eyes and sigh loudly. 


He didn’t appreciate Hamilton invading his private space and blabbering nonstop. He didn’t want to keep on arguing and threatening Hamilton either. He knew Hamilton wouldn’t get scared by his threats. 


A Helping Hand