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#completed!!! As Sophia lay beneath Ragnar, she watched in awe as a primal energy surged through him. Ragnar's body trembled, his muscles tensing and freezing in place, as the runes coursing through him glowed with an intense crimson hue. It was as if a vibrant river of power flowed within him, originating from his heart and branching out to every inch of his being.

His nails elongated and sharpened, while his canines protruded from his pristine row of teeth, revealing his primal nature.

Ragnar's body quivered as the remnants of the ancient entity receded. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of relief and anguish. 

"Ragnar...," Sophia's voice trembled as she called out Ragnar's name. 

Ragnar startled, slowly opening his eyes. His irises slitted, elongating like those of a reptile. The orbs mirrored Ymat's, an exact reflection of his dragon's eyes.

Sophia's jaw dropped in astonishment. So, this was the birth defect he had concealed all this time. 

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#completed #war #kingdombuilding #loveaftermarriage #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #princess #diplomacy #heartwarming

“All is fair in love and war”

Prince Ragnar Clementine, suddenly appointed Lady Sophia Mary, the leader of mystical healer clan, to be his war prize after protecting Cescil Kingdom.

However, Sophia had already been married to her husband of three years, Sir Arthur George, though they had yet to have a child. Yet, deep within Sophia's core, a hunger for Ragnar grew, a hunger that consumed her body and soul.

In a world where duty and passion collide, will they succumb to the depths of their hunger or find the way to resist? 



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WARNING: 
- THE COVER BOOK IS COMMISSIONED
- READ THE HASHTAG!!!
- Slow burn type love story
- Not smut centered story!
- Mature contents and R18+ explicit in later chapters, approximately chapter 60 above. 
- I give warning at the beginning of chapters!


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The eldest guard's lips had twisted into a cruel smile as he had leaned in, his voice dripping with condescension, "Oh, look at them begging like pathetic strays. Cute. Tell me, healer, what could you possibly gain from seeing that witch?"

The young healer who had been speaking had exchanged a determined glance with her companions, her voice quivering but resolute as she had responded, "We are not seeking to gain anything, sir. We are here to pay our respects."

Her whispered words had carried a weight of sincerity, and she had held her ground despite the intimidating presence of the guards.

The expressions on the guards' faces had remained unchanged, their features set in a mixture of annoyance and condescension.

Undeterred, the healer girls had knelt on the ground, their heads held high, determined to make their plea heard.

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