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.

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Crescent Crown: Quest of Love

She turned back toward the lake as her voice softened, "This place is peaceful… It feels like a dream, away from the chaos."

Arihan stepped closer, his boots pressing against the wooden deck. He reached out, gently brushing a loose strand of hair from her face. He hummed, agreeing with her, "You look calm… Happy." His deep voice resonated through the air.

Alora blinked, her cheeks warming under his touch. She wasn't used to this side of him - So open, so vulnerable. "I think…" She turned to him again, "It's because you're here." She admitted softly, the words slipping out before she could stop them.

Arihan's teasing smirk faltered, replaced by something deeper, more intense. "Alora…" He murmured, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "You don't understand what you're saying," he murmured, his tone both warning and pleading.

Unspoken Permission