QueenSteffie

Seventeen-year-old Lena has always felt out of place in the human world—haunted by vivid nightmares that blur the line between dream and reality. After a brutal heartbreak and a night of reckless partying, she stumbles—drunk, humiliated, and tear-streaked—into a realm of eternal night.

There, she meets *the Night King*—a cold, immortal ruler with one red eye, one blue, and a gaze that chills her bones. Bound by prophecy, he believes Lena is *the Chosen One*—the only soul fated to either save or doom his dying world.

But Lena isn’t a warrior. She’s loud, sarcastic, impulsive… and entirely unprepared for the cruel, magical world she's been thrust into. Yet something ancient awakens within her, something dangerous.

As war brews in the shadows and dark secrets unfold, the Night King must decide: is Lena his destined savior, or a ticking bomb set to destroy everything?

And Lena must ask herself: Can you fall for someone who has no heart—or did he give it to you the moment you arrived?

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The Chosen One and the Night King

The Duke nodded. "It's possible. The humans have been known to infiltrate kingdoms they wish to subjugate. They are clever in their manipulation, and they have their ways."

The Night King expression darkened. "I see no reason to believe this *girl* is any more dangerous than she appears. I've seen her, spoken with her. She's an anomaly, yes, but not an enemy."

The tension was thick, but Mortair added his voice again, his tone now more urgent. "Still, Your Majesty, the threat of magic cannot be dismissed. There are ancient forces at play here. If this human is indeed harboring powers—whether unknown to her or not—it could destabilize the entire kingdom."

"The *magic*?" The night king lips curled into a small, dangerous smile. "And what if this power could be... *harnessed*?"

The room fell silent. Lady Vaerra's icy eyes met The Night King. "Are you suggesting that you would keep her here as more than a... guest? A mere mortal among us?"

The Night King leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping on the edge of the table. "She's not just a guest. She's a part of my plan. And if you think she's a threat, then perhaps you should trust that I know how to deal with it."

A silence stretched, each member of the council unsure whether to push further or fall in line.

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Chapter 18: Meeting Dismissed