Munchkin_2

'I will find you in any lifetime.'
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Her silvery moon-locks were in delicate braids to reveal her fresh, radiant face. Her bright icy blue eyes watched everyone and everything fondly, sinlessly. She was a beauty that calms the nervous heart.

That’s what everyone remembers of Princess Alora Linwood Roosevelt. Then who is the one who returned to the palace in the name of the princess?

She had fiery long hair that looked like the flames of hell and her eyes were like a ball of fire that could reduce one to ashes. She looked like an evil witch they heard of.

How could it not create chaos in the nation?

She became prey to the royals and their politics, the nobles, and their influence,  and commoners and their protest with her life on the line.

Will she challenge the centuries-old tradition and find her love?

Or will she lose her life?

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P.S: Slow Burn, Slow Romance.

This is an original story.

Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try.

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Crescent Crown: Quest of Love

Out of distress, Alora ran away from her friends and Zeke, afraid of hurting them. But suddenly her surroundings changed.

Her heart shuddered to look at the darkness around her with bare minimum sunlight passing through the leaves. She looked around desperately to identify the place but it was pointless.

The place was all new to her and terrifying her. She looked around again and again but to no avail. Her body started shaking as her eyes filled.

When she was teleported, she had no place in her mind other than wishing to get away from everyone where she couldn't hurt anyone. But she didn't think of teleporting or this place.

"Any-Anybody there?" She managed to utter but her voice failed to get any help.

She tried to shout, "Hel-" She abruptly paused as a tear rolled down her eyes.

Her body shook thinking of the worst. If anybody tried to help her, would they be burnt alive?

Her Silence