“Sometimes I think you’re an actual Angel sent down from the gods.”

***

Sybil had always been the quiet orphan girl who lived at the local church. She never stood out and was easily forgotten by everyone, and due to a magical secret she had been hiding most of her life, she preferred it that way. She figured she would never leave the church, but when a mysterious stranger on the brink of death came crashing through the church doors one night, everything changed.

Andrius, the Crown Prince of Ignis, was loved by all his people, but he was especially loved by the ladies. He was the courageous warrior who was able to charm anyone and everyone. He always put himself first until a simple girl from the village changed how he saw life, and gave him hope for a better future than he could have ever envisioned.

Now Sybil must learn how to navigate living in the public eye, jealous and scorned foes, her mysterious past, wars among the lands, keeping her secret, and falling in love for the first time.

***
“Now, how would you like to be rewarded for finding me?”

Andrius trailed the ends of his fingers up Sybil’s arms, over her shoulders, until he reached her neck. He gently held her neck in one hand while the other came up to tuck a golden curl behind her ear. 

Sybil’s heart erratically beat in her chest as she remained motionless. All the while, their eyes never left each other’s. 

“If you don’t have any ideas, I certainly do,” he told her in a silky voice. “How about a kiss?”

The Fire Prince’s Bride

Sybil felt her heart skip at Andrius’ words. There was nothing she would like more than spending uninterrupted time with him, together, but there was something else on her mind. 


“You’re still hurt, aren’t you?” she asked. 


The smirk dropped from Andrius’ face and he sighed as he looked across from them at the fire. The flames flickered and Sybil could only assume that Andrius was using his abilities to make the fire move exactly how he wanted it. 


Sybil waited for him to answer, but when he didn’t, she asked, “How bad is it?” 


“The doctor says that based on the bruising I have that I might still be bleeding on the inside of my body. There’s not much we can do but wait to see if I’ll be fine or not,” Andrius answered with a straight face. 


Even though he tried to keep the emotions from his face, Sybil could tell that it was something that worried him. If there was one thing Andrius hated, it was when things weren’t in his control. 


“Have you already forgotten?” Sybil asked. 


Damsel in Distress