Azalea_Belrose

Angel thought the world would be hers to explore when she turned twenty.  She can finally be free from the gilded cage her overprotective father built for her.

But she was mistaken! Her 20th birthday marked the day she lost everything, including the freedom she so desperately craved. It was the day she fell into the hands of her father's enemy, to atone for his sins.

Leoric has meticulously planned his revenge for many years.  When that day came, he thought he had everything under control.  The man who killed his father was behind bars, and the empire he painstakingly built fell into his hands ... including his only daughter.

He planned to force his new bride to entertain his friends on their wedding night.  That should force her to a status lower than an escort, which should humiliate her and shame her father.  That should usher her into hell.

His perfect plan of revenge was ruined by a mysterious mishap. They found themselves stranded in a desert in an unfamiliar world after their yacht was sucked into a vortex.

Later, they discovered that they were in a parallel universe ruled by dark forces. The only way to return is to offer a tribute to the country's supreme leader—a virgin bride!

Where would they get a virgin?  Wait, isn't Angel a virgin?

As Leoric and his companions traveled across the treacherous landscapes of the enigmatic Astralis, he found himself falling for his wife, who seemed to have transformed after falling into the sea on their wedding night.

On a starry night on top of the peak of Mount Anabu, Leoric gazed tenderly at his wife, who looked ethereal, radiated a mystical aura, and whispered...  

"To hell with the supreme leader and going back.  You can only be mine!  Let us rule Astralis!"

The Tribute Bride

A warrior standing beside the warrior that had fallen from the horse staggered forward, his face twisting in disbelief. His breath hitched in his throat as he stared at the man before them, his voice quaking with fear. "Lakan Baidu," he gasped, his hands trembling on the hilt of his sword. "They have a phari on their side? Must be a powerful one. If both, then how could Damien die just like that?"

His voice wavered, carrying the weight of an unsettling revelation.

Baidu turned sharply, casting him a fierce glare, his eyes dark with unspoken threats. The silent command was clear: Shut up!

The warrior clamped up and retreated to the back.

Nayou stepped forward, radiating a force that caused the air to shift. He placed himself protectively between Angel and the warriors who forced their entry into the settlement. His stance was unwavering, his gaze locked onto Baidu. There was no hesitation in his movements, no sign of fear.

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